Can You Save Me? { Sam Pottorff }

Chapter 74 ~ a broken heart.

Marley's Mom's P.O.V.
( oh yeah, i am going there. )

I'm not sure if what I'm doing is the brightest idea, but I won't be able to live with myself otherwise. I walk up to the front door and see someone walking inside through the glass part of the door. I knock and the body turns around and answers with a smile.

"Connor!" The kids all say at once, smiling up at him.

His eyes go wide when he sees them. His eyes travel back up to me and I give the best smile I can right now.

"Hi, it's nice to see you again." I say to him. Of all, I felt like Connor was the most mature and serious, so I'm glad he was the one to answer the door.

"It's nice to see you two." He says, and takes a few steps back to let us in. "I was going to go see you later this week." He ruffles Jake's hair and lifts Charlotte's chin up. He does some handshake with Aimee, that I bet they made up the last time I brought her here. "How can I help you?"

"Is Sam here?" I am not a big fan of small talk anyways, so I might as well get straight to the point. "I have to speak with him."

"Did something happen?" He asks in a whisper. "I know Sam has been out of control.. I'm sorry if he did anything to affect you badly."

"He did do something." I don't know if i should go as far as to tell him, but if Jazmin can confide in him, than I should be able to do the same to some extant. "It really wasn't appropriate and I'm not happy at all."

My words must hit him hard. He looks even more confused as he nods and struts up the stairs. Something about this house feels so empty and I'm not sure what it is. It's extremely quiet which seems odd considering five boys live here.

"What's wrong, mommy?" Aimee asks. I look down at their three curious faces. "What did Sam do?"

"He's mean.. I don't want to see him." Charlotte says, but I don't know what she means by it. Has she met him before? Has Jazmin talked to them about him at all?

"Oh my god." Ricky, if I remember correctly, walks up. The two hide behind me but Aimee runs up to give him a hug. "I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to scare you. Hi, I'm Ricky." He looks up at me. "I didn't know you were here. Are you waiting for someone? Is she here?"

"No, no. She's not here. I came to talk to.." I look back at the stairs to see Connor walking down, alone, looking flustered. Perfect. "One thing at a time." I sigh. I go on the twins' level and motion up to Ricky. "This is one of your mommy's really good friends. He'd be like your uncle Mark and Jeremy, Or like uncle Connor."

"Really?" Jake steps forward holding Charlotte's hand so she'll follow. "It's nice to meet you.. Ricky?"

"You must be Charlotte." He says to Jake, making them giggle.

"No, I'm Jake." He pulls Charlotte further up. "This is Charlotte."

"Oh god." Ricky covers his face. I commend him for being good at joking with kids. "My mistake, but hey.. maybe I can make up for it with some cookies or something." And for being able to notice that I need to speak with someone alone.

"May we, plesse?" Jake asks politely. I nod and they hurry off behind Ricky.

"He came home a few hours ago and locked himself in his room. He won't open the door. I told him you were here, but he doesn't believe me." Connor explains. "Did he do something really bad? Did he get into another fight with Marley? I really don't know what has gotten into him."

"I am not sure if it's my place to tell, Connor. I just feel guilty for not being able to do anything about it. I've talked to my kids and they've told me that they're okay, and I believe them but.." I sigh and rub my temples. I forgot what I was going go to say to the boy in the first place. "We all know Sam isn't giving them an easy time. I know he isn't doing well because she chose Marley. I understand he doesn't feel okay. He said a couple things to them and I was like okay. They are just words. We'll move on.. but then he goes and put his hands on them.." I shake my head as their words of what happened roam my mind. "I have a duty to protect them, but I can't.. How am I suppose to? I'm sorry, Connor. I really am for throwing this at you."