My New Home (Jacoby Shaddix)

Chapter 3

She slowly removed her arm from my grip and pulled her sleeve down.

"It's not your fault." she said in a softer voice.

"Yes it is, if I had been there I could have rescued you from the bi- women and you never would have had to go threw all this sh!t." I said standing up and pulling her into a hug.

"That reminds me." She said.

"Why is it you never wanted me before but are now willing to take me in." She said sitting down knowing a story would come with her question.

I sighed, I guess I figured she would ask that.

"When your mom found out she was pregnant, I was happy. so happy. But we were having problems, I was having troubles with alcohol and we were always fighting. But I stayed with her for the baby. So one day she told me she had a miscarriage, when I knew there wasn't a baby coming, I had no reason to stay, so I left. Little did I know there was a perfectly fine baby inside her." I explained holding her hand.

"Sam if I had known she was pregnant with my beautiful child and did NOT have a miscarriage I would have been there." I whispered.

She started into my eyes as if debating if she should believe me or not.

"I believe you." She said and hugged me tightly.

"HELLO MOTHERF- oh hello." Jerry said barging into my house with Tobin and Tony but censoring his language when he noticed Sam.

Sam stared at him with wide eyes "Hi."

"Uh, I'll be upstairs." Sam said quickly scurrying out of the room.

I walked up to Jerry and slapped the back of his head "Defiantly not the right time!!"

Jerry rubbed his head "Well sorry! Who is she anyway? Looks a little young for you-"

"Oh my god Jerry shut up! Shes my daughter for Christ sake!" I yelled but then realized I should have sat them all down an told them calmly.

"Wait, did you say daughter?" Tony asked and squinted his eyes on the word 'daughter.'

"Yes." I said sighing.

"Do you guys remember when I was all heartbroken about Layla having a miscarriage?" I asked.

They all nodded.

"Bullsh!t. She didn't have a miscarriage. That baby was perfectly fine!! She had my baby and lied to me about it!" I yelled raising my voice.

"Woah woah okay calm down Coby." Tobin said softly.

I sighed yet again.

"Wait, I'm an uncle?" Jerry asked.

"I guess." I said.

A huge smile plastered on his face.

"What's her name?" He asked hyperly.

"Samantha. or Sam."

"OH SAMANTHA!" Jerry sang sprinting up the stairs.

I mentally face-palmed.

-Sam's POV -

"OH SAMANTHA!" I heard a voice say.

It sounded like the same voice who said 'HELLO MOTHERF-.'

My head snapped to the door.

Suddenly it burst open and the same man who I had guessed ran up and hugged me.

"Why hello!" I said sarcastically.

"IM UNCLE JERRY!" He said a little to cheery.

"Oh." Was all I could say because I was having trouble breathing due to his bone crushing hug.

"Jerry loosen up she can't breath." I heard my dad say.

Jerry released me and smiled again.

"If you ever need anything just call and I'll be right over!!" he said cheery before sprinting out of my room.

"You do realize its 8:30 am right?" My dad said.

"Yeah so?" I asked.

"Don't you have school?" I swear my eyes jumped out of my head.

"OH SH!T!" I yelled throwing on a hoodie before rushing out the door.

My dad lived a lot closer to my school than mom did.

I walked in and put my hood over my head.

My biggest secret? is that I get bullied.

Not just name calling but I get beat up. Kids say I should like it cause I'm 'emo' and I like pain.

The girl who bullies me, Miranda suddenly shoved me against a locker.

"Hey loser," She said elbowing me in my chest.

I said nothing. She kicked me in my shin "ANSWER ME WHEN I TALK!"

"Hello!" I said helplessly.

"Mhm. You weren't here yesterday. That means twice more beating after school." She smirked before punching me in my stomach and walking away.

The pain was sharp and I noticed it every time I took another step.

The day went by much faster than I had hoped and before I knew it I was at me & Miranda's meeting spot.

I know what your thinking, YOUR SO STUPID! JUST RUN DON'T MEET HER! but no, I can't.

If I run? I'll get 10x more of a painful beating the next day.

A shove to the ground interrupted my thoughts as I soon had sight of Miranda towering over me.

"Hey b!tch." she said punching me square in the cheek.

Crap, that'll bruise, My dad will most defiantly question it.

A tear shed from my eye.

"DON'T CRY YOU CRY BABY!" Miranda said kicking me on my side.

She did a lot more painful things before running off.

I slowly picked myself up off the ground and collected my bag.

- Jacobys POV-

I was starting to get worried.

It has been an hour since the school bell rang and Sam still isn't home.

Suddenly the door opened and quickly shut and she walked through the door, with a bruise on her cheek.