Creating My Dreams•A BYE Fanfic

Chapter 19

Toby's POV:

Riley comes running through he door about a minute later with Jen, Rob and even Connor behind him. Rob goes straight to Kenny, grabs him, and drags him out of the room to god knows where. Jen and Riley kneel beside me careful not to crowd Sam. I'm still crying silently now and Sam is still shaking and bawling. I still have my hands around her face.

"Honey? Its Jen okay? Your gonna be fine now okay?" Jen says. She asks me to stand back while she looks at her and I don't want to. Riley says, "Please, Toby. Move back." And places a hand on my shoulder.

I tell him no still crying and connor grabs my shoulders pulling me back. I'm too weak to fight him so I just tell him no and to stop, but I end up leaning against both of his legs while he rubs my shoulders and I cry.

Jen asks Riley to bring Sam to her room but he thinks ahead and brings her to my room instead, knowing that I'm not going to be leaving her anytime soon. He sets her on my bed and Jen asks for everyone to leave so she can get her out of her clothes and clean her up. Its the longest seven and a half minutes of my life.

When Jen opens the door, I'm the only one who goes in. I find Sam on my bed wearing my shirt and sweats. She's laying on her side under the blanket but only her feet are covered. The sight of her makes me want to cry again but I don't this time.

I lay down beside her on the bed, careful not to touch her or rock the mattress too much. She's facing me and when she feels someone next to her, she opens her red, tear filled eyes and looks into mine. I desperatly want to pull her into a hug but I can't. It would hurt her too much.

So I just lay there staring into her eyes as mine begin to water again. But they don't fall. I want to touch her so I raise my hand above her head, and unsure of where I'm able to with out inflicting pain, brush my fingertips along then side of the face so lightly she probably can barely feel it.

I comfort her until she falls asleep, and even then I don't leave.

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Connor's POV:

My brothers and I are stressed about what Kenny wanted with Sam. Although we don't talk about it with each other, I can tell the atmosphere changes as soon as she leaves with him. Toby by far is the worst of us, so when we hear a bang from the room above us, he's the first one up, soon followed by Riley.

I stay downstairs because I can't really walk on my own very well, but that doesn't stop me from worrying. When I hear three hard bangs on a door, I decide to fight through the pain and get up. I'm not even to the stairs yet when Riley comes running down screaming for Jen and Rob, not bothering to tell me what's happening.

I run up the stairs totally oblivious to the pain in my stomach now. I'm still going pretty slow though so Riley, Jen and Rob run right by me and into the room at the end of the hallway.

When I get there its all chaos. Rob is carrying and dragging a passed out Kenny while Toby is on the floor next to Sam crying and holding her face in his hands. When I get closer, I see sam curled up in a ball against the wall with blood seeping through her jeans where she got shot and blood pouring from her nose.

Riley tells toby to move back but he simply refuses to. Riley looks at me and I grab Toby by the shoulders and pull him back against my legs. He tries to fight it but he can't. He collapses against me and cries, not taking his eyes off of Sam. I rub his shoulders and don't let go of him in case he tries something stupid. But I doubt he will. He's too broken.

When Riley picks her up from the floor and turns toward the door, I realize how fragile she is. What gives Kenny the right to do this to her? If I ever see him again he's going to get it from me. I'm full of anger and yet my eyes water from the sight.

Riley carries her to Toby's room and puts her on his bed. Before anyone can come in, Jen kicks Riley out and closes the door behind her. We are left alone in the hallway to process everything.

Toby doesn't take his eyes off of the door, he just stands there and waits. He's stopped crying but he's in his own little world now.

Riley and I leave him alone and lean on the wall across from him. "What happened?" I ask quietly. "I don't know. When we came up here we heard yelling and crying and we tried to get the door open but it was locked. I kicked the door open and we saw sam on the floor-" Riley pauses then says, "and then Kenny was kicking her and he wouldn't stop so I hit him before I could think." I don't say anything. Neither does he for the next few minutes.

"I don't know why anyone would do that to her. I knew there was something wrong with him! We shouldn't have let her go!" Riley yells. I agree so much with him. That boy has issues. I give him a tight hug and let him go only when the door starts to open.

Toby runs in before we can stop him and we let him go alone. Jen closes the door softly behind him and leans against the door. She looks like she's going to cry.

"I'm so, so sorry. I don't know what got into him. There is no reason for his behavior." She puts her hands over her face when her tears begin to fall. Riley gives her a small hug and when they pull away she says, "I promise he won't be seen as long as you are here. And don't think you have to leave now. You are still very welcome here." She turns and walks back downstairs.

Riley and I leave Toby and Sam alone. With a small "goodnight" we head to our separate rooms and go to bed.

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Sam's POV:

I can barely hear anything once Kenny kicks me in the side of the head. I figure that if I can't hear, maybe it will stop if I cover my eyes. But of course not. I stay balled up against the wall with my arms over my head until someone grabs my hands... Gently...

I know that it isn't Kenny anymore so I move my arms away and see Toby leaning over me. My hearing starts to come back and I realize what's happening around me. I see Riley behind Toby's right shoulder spin and knock Kenny out in one hit. I hear his body hit the floor and I'm releaved that its over.

But it doesn't mean I'm not scarred. I'm shaking and bawling my eyes out and I can't stop. I can barely think clearly. I just sit and cry while toby holds my head with his hands.

When I look up at him, he's crying; something I thought I would never see. He's in shock and can't think straight either. All I can focus on is him.

I don't notice that Riley leaves the room until he comes back with Jen. The whole time he's gone, Toby holds on to me and whispers to me and kisses my forehead, calming me down. Before Jen interrupts him, I hear, "I love you Sam."

And that's all I think about as Connor pulls him away from me, as Riley lifts me up into his arms, as I'm finally able to move and get out of my clothes and into his.

Jen leaves after apologizing multiple times and almost crying. But I don't blame her. I just hope she knows that.

I close my eyes as I lay on Toby's bed that smells like him. I feel the mattress move beside me and I immediately know its Toby. I open my eyes and start to cry when I see his face. He's broken. His tears are dry on his face and he looks like he's the one in pain at the sight of me. I desperately want him to hug me so I can hug him back but I can't move. I don't have the energy and it hurts too much.

I fall asleep to the soft touch of his fingertips along my face.

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I wake up to screaming. Seconds later I realize its me. Kenny is literally haunting me in my dreams and I can't make them stop. He keeps finding me no matter where I go, and well, you know the rest. It scares me to death and I start crying again.

I sit up straight and curl up into a ball to protect myself before realizing I'm awake. The space beside me moves and then soft and gentle arms wrap around me. "Sammy..." Toby whispers. I grab hold of his hands tightly and don't let go.

"Your okay I promise." I let a deep breath out because I know for a fact he keeps his promises. I loosen up on my grip and rest my head on his chest, not letting go of his hands.

I fall asleep with his arms around me and his hands in mine. With a feeling of safety and gentleness, so unlike what I felt earlier today. Earlier today I didn't feel loved...