A Fresh Start ✦ Matthew Espinosa (ON HOLD)

F I F T E E N

•Sam's POV•
A/N: I added a video, it's a song that practically describes this whole situation. You can listen to it while reading it, after, or before what ever you prefer.

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"Just a warning, my dad is a very touchy subject for me. So it's hard for me to open up about him. So I might end up crying. I don't know, but I know I can trust you and I know I can tell you anything." I started.

"Yeah, I get that. And if you just want to stop at any time just know you can. You don't have to keep on going." Matt said as he squeezed my hand and I squeezed it back.

"Okay, well it all starts when I was little. Up until when I was 6 my parent's relationship was good and they loved one another like crazy," I laughed a bit as I remember the brief memories that were good as a family. "Well once I hit age 7 my dad became a drunk...He always came home in the middle of the night waking my mom and I up. I never really knew why he started drinking at the time but now I do. My mom told me he started drinking because his brother, my uncle, died in a car crash by a drunk driver. I never really knew him, my mom told me as kids they were really close but that they grew hate for one another and never talked again." I felt Matt's eyes glued to mine as I looked down at our hands.

"Well the nights that he came home drunk you wouldn't want to be around him because he was extremely aggressive. He would hit my mom, I tried to stay out of it but the second he yelled my name I had no choice but to go with him. So he would scream out 'Samantha' and tell my mom that if she tried anything then he would harm me. I remember seeing my mom on her knees crying for her life and mine. I couldn't bare see her like that-," My voice cracked and Matt got closer to me and grabbed both of my hands interlocking our fingers.

"You don't have to keep going you can stop if you want Sam," he whispered to me.

"No I can get through it," I sniffled and took a deep breath ready to just put everything out there.

"My mom never did anything wrong, my dad would just let out all his anger about his brother on my mom. When I was 9 my dad was gone for a week. 1 free week without him was a relief, my mom honestly thought he would never come back, and I hoped he wouldn't. But it was a Saturday night that I was sleeping with my mom and we heard a slam at the door indicating that my dad was home. This time he was different, he had so much alcohol in his body you could see the anger in his eyes. He grabbed my mom by the hair and commanded me to stay on the bed he had said 'Samantha, stay on the bed and watch me hurt your mom like never before, if you try anything you will get hurt too,' I stayed there with my knees up to my chest, eyes closed, and I was covering my ears to block out the screams. That's when I felt my dad's huge hand grab a handful of my hair. My mom wouldn't stop screaming and crying and I couldn't help but cry-" I took a deep breath feeling my eyes water, I kept my head down avoiding Matt.

"My dad pulled out a gun, and when I saw the gun in-between my mom's eyes I made a run for it and got in my room grabbing the phone I dialed 911. I couldn't stop shaking the 911 operator tried to keep me calm down but that wasn't easy. Within seconds I heard banging on my door and the lady on the phone told me that the police would be over within 5 minutes. I hung up and hid the phone under my bed. My dad came through the door and grabbed me by my leg and dragged me to my mom. I can still see her hurt with blood and her eye swollen. She was crying and she wrapped her arms around me shielding me with her body so my dad wouldn't hurt me. I kept on screaming to not hurt my mom and when I heard the cock of the gun I heard someone come through the door and drop my dad to the ground. My mom loosened her arms letting me go. She was crying and all I heard was my dad screaming 'Samantha this is your fault, this is all your fault Samantha, if you were never born none of this would have happened' I kept on crying, and I believed that it was my fault. I was the reason my dad and uncle stopped talking. My uncle, or should I say dad, knocked up my mom and when my dad found out he never talked to him ever again." I looked up meeting eyes with Matt a tear fell on my cheek and Matt cupped my face and wiped it off.

"So my 'dad' was never my dad, my uncle that I never met is my dad. Now you know why I hate being called Samantha," I pulled a fake smile as tears started to roll down my face.

"Hey, I'm here," Matt said as he pulled me into a hug. I wrapped my arms above his waist as he brought me closer and hugged me tight. I buried my face in his chest and couldn't stop crying.

He rubbed my back as I cried in his arms.

"I'm so broken Matt, no one can put me back together." I cried.

"Hey, think what you want, but I'm in your life now and I will do what ever it takes to fix those broken pieces. You showed me your scars and now I will hold you closer, I'm here to stay Sam." He whispered to me.

"I don't know what I would do without you Matt, I am so thankful you stayed with me that night when I was hurting. I know you'll be here for me."

"If you fall, I'll be the first one to pick you up, I promise you that," we pulled apart and he whipped away my tears.

"Thank you Matt," I mumbled.

"What did I tell you about thanking me? You really don't have to."

I just smiled and kissed his cheek.

"Let's go to sleep?" I asked.

"Yeah, turn off the lamp," Matt said as he got under the covers.

I turned off the lamp and got under the covers. I was facing Matt and he pulled me close to him with his arms around my neck I wrapped my arms above his waist and buried my head in his chest and our legs were tangled. I felt Matt kiss my head I smiled to myself and kissed his bare chest.

"Love you Matthew," I whispered.

"Love you too Sam," Matt whispered back.

I slowly drifted to sleep in Matt's arms.

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This chapter was so emotional to me, did anyone cry? Because I felt like crying as I was typing this honestly. Well now everyone knows her story and why it is she hates her name. But who would have seen her dad not really being her dad but the uncle she never met being her dad coming? I know I wouldn't have if I were reading this. Well i hope ya'll liked this chapter.