Little Randle

Chapter Three

Samantha's POV

        It's been three weeks since I first saw my Father beat Steve, and over these weeks he began to beat me too, although I never told Steve. I haven't attended school since my Mother passed and Steve isn't usually home, he's either working or at his friends house. 

        I was reading in the living room as my Father walked through the door.

        "Oh no." I thought to myself.

        My Father remained quiet as he walked into the Kitchen. I watched him open a draw and take out a hand gun.

        "He's ganna shoot me." I thought to myself.

        I started to run upstairs into my room and when I looked back, he had the gun up to his head. I let a tear slip from my eye as he pulled the trigger.

        My Father just committed suicide. No matter how much he beat Steve and I, I still loved him. And I just watched him kill himself.

        I started panicking, I didn't know what to do. I was hysetrically crying as I called 911.

        "911 what's your emergency?" a lady said into the phone.

        "M-my father just commited sucicide." I let the words escape my lips.

        I gave her my address and less than five minutes later and ambulance was at my house, along with a police car.

        Paramedics came and brought my Father onto a stretcher and into the ambulance. A police man came into the house and asked me questions.

        I was brought to the hospital in a police car and when I walked in, I saw Steve and a boy about his age sitting in two chairs.

        "I saw." I said to him and he knew what I meant. He knows I watched my Father kill himself.

        He introduced me to the other boy. His name was Sodapop and he was Steve's best friend. The nurse told us it would be best if we left, so we followed Sodapop to his car. I sat in the back, tears falling from my eyes as I looked out the window.

        Sodapop stopped the car and got out, Steve carried me inside as I cried into his shoulder. We walked inside and I noticed about five other boys. Steve put me down and introduced me to the other boys.       

        "Sammie, this is Two-Bit, Dallas, Darry, Ponyboy, and Johnny." He explanied.

        It seemed as if Ponyboy was about my age, maybe a year older and I have to say, he was pretty cute.