Mistreated A Sam Wilkinson FanFic

Chapter 50: Sibling Love

-- 19 days till tour --

When I hit the floor I didn't feel any pain. The only thing I could feel was the weight of my past come back onto my shoulders. Everything that I've finally gotten rid of, back on me.

All those images haunted me. Running through my mind like a movie. Like a really fast slideshow filled with every moment in my life. From birth to now.

Then in all of a quick second... it ended. My eyes flashed open and my breathing picked up as I sat up quickly. Someone had poured water on my face to wake me up. I wiped my face and coughed a few times.

"Hey you're ok. Relax." Nate's voice traveled through my ears.

I looked to see him sitting beside me. Rubbing my back to make me calm down. I ran a hand through my now damp hair then looked up at Sam.

His lower lip starting to bleed and a slight discoloration forming on his jaw. Can't believe that Nate did that.

Nate tried helping me up. But I just slapped his hand away. Getting myself up without his help. I went and stood next to Sam and looked over at Nate.

"I've been through hell and back, waiting, for him to come back. Then you go and pull this. You know how I feel about you hurting him." I said to him.

"You know all I want to do is protect you Riley. I warned him if he ever hurt you that I'd kill him. Be lucky I didn't."

"How many times have I said I don't need you to protect me?"

"Really? You don't need me to protect you? Riley think about this. Who took you in? Who kept you away from Rhode Island? Who got you when you were about to be flown off to somewhere else? You think you don't need protecting. But sometimes you do need it."

I went silent at those words. My eyes just stared at Nate. There was nothing I could say.

I just shook my head at him and turned on my heels, making my way towards the basement. Sam called after me. But I just ignored him.

Sitting on my bed downstairs made me analyze Nate's words. Maybe his is right. All this time I told myself I can protect myself. I don't need anyone to help me or anything. But Nate makes some pretty good points. He's saved me from a lot of things. And in doing so... has protected me.

It's hard to admit that. I've never wanted to admit that.

"Riley!" Nate called out. I glanced over at my doorway. Nate coming to in just seconds after.

My jaw clenched at the sight of him.

"Why do you have to just walk away from me?" He asked.

"Maybe because that's all I ever did." I sighed and stood up. Slowly starting to walk around my room.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean that's all I ever did. Just walk away from every little argument or fight. I would only fight back to a minimum. Then back away." I started. Pausing for a second to look up at myself in the mirror. "Back in Reighmound all I did was walk away from my parents. I never fought back. I was just the weak little girl that they raised. To stupid to not even speak her own mind. Or stand up for herself."

"But I thought you said that you would always stand up to people. To everyone even your parents."

"I lied Nate." My voice was barely audible.

That's right... I lied. A lot of those stories people heard about me were wrong.

The beatings and being treated like shit was all true. But the part of me standing up to people about it, getting into fights, hurting people... all of that was a lie.