Soccer Girl

Chapter 11

In her sleep, it felt like all of her medication wore off and she could feel everything. She could feel the pain on her stomach from when Gerick kicked her that night. She felt the punctures from his nails when he dug harshly into her skin, the throbbing head pain from when he striked her, and the worst was her stab wound on her leg. Everything hurt. Her dream wasn't much of a dream but more of a reminder of all the physical pain Gerick inflicted on her. The pain stopped and she no longer dreamt of anything..just slept.

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"Gerick, I delivered her the dam flowers what else do you want from me? I'm sick of these games, what happened to the old Gerick?""

"The old Gerick's here Greg, it's still me, I just found a new way and I like it,"

"That's stupid," Greg respond to mark,

"are you calling me stupid?"

"no, I'm calling your 'new way' stupid,"

     Gerick and Greg sat at the park on the bench. No one was out except them because it was so cold and dark. It was clear that summer was ending and it was turning into fall.

Greg got up and walked over to the tree. It was the same tree that Skylar had hid behind the little while back.

    Greg climbed up the tree and sat there. He placed his hand on the bark and felt over an engraving.

    "remember when you carved this..?" Greg said in a calm, sorrowful voice. Remembering memories.

    Gerick remembered the memeories too. He was silent and didn't respond to Greg, as a tear escaped him. Gerick acted as he wasnt about to cry, but tears slowly fell from his large brown eyes.

  "yeah," Gerick started, after a long pause, "I remember,"

     "I'm so sorry Gerick. I know it wasn't suposed to end for her that way,"

    "She was just..." he started.

    Greg hopped down from the tree and sat back down next to Gerick. He put his hand on Gerick's back as he sunk his wet tearful face into his cold hands.

     Gerick let out cries and he cried and cried.

      "Why does Skylar have to be so much like her, I don't get it. Why can't life just let me let her go,"  Gerick looked over at Greg, "I loved her so much and I...it was all my fault that happend to her,"

        "Gerick, it's not your fault-"

      "yes, it was,"

           "no, you weren't the one who raped her and left her in a dumpster all slit up. You didn't do that and therefore it wasn't your fault,"

      "If I was there with her, then none of that would have happened, and it was my fault that she was out by herself I should have been there,"

      "Gerick, it's alright...nothing was your fault, and if it was, you would be in jail right now, but you aren't so that kind of proves something doesn't it?"

   There was no responce after that.  Gerick just sat there and cried.

  Some time went by and he spoke.

  "do you think that- that maybe, Skylar is in my life as like, a second chance with Olivia?"

    "I think that maybe it is, but honestly, if it is then somones got it out for you because now theres another psyco maniac out there trying to kill her... I saw the way she looked in the hospital. It was brutal. And the bruises on her arms and face, gosh, she was really beat up,"

"well uhm," Gerick started, "actually, that was kind of uhm, my doing..."

  Greg got up and looked at Gericks worn down face.

      "your..what sorry?"

"yeah, I'm kind of the one who did that to Skylar. I feel so terrible now. I tried to fix it by telling my dad it wasn't me, maybe it will give me another chance with her if they lock up someone else,"

    "if that happens then the police might give you another chance with her, but she knows it was you and she definatly won't,"

    "maybe I can drug her, and then-"

"no!" Greg screamed out, " sorry, but your no going to drug someone in order to get them to go out with you. On a bigger, maybe a little more serious note, why the hell did you do that to her in the first place! all you did was hurt someone who you could have potentially had a great bond with and now she's probabt scared out of her mind of you and, just, why?"

"I don't know...it's just that she reminded me of Olivia so much I just couldn't handle seeing her all the time and I guess I figured that if she was dead, then I didn't have to. and the day of the game when I bwat her up, all that was going through my head when she was being better than me was that the person who did that to Olivia was stronger and stuff too,"

Gerick got up and just stood there.  Greg kept his distance just in case another crazy thought came into his mind.

"hey wait, so, did they ever actually catch the guy who did it?" Greg asked.

"No, they found nothing that matched up anywhere,"

  "yeah, and it's also so hard because every guy thought she was so hot and people could have been jelous or whatever. I mean, even Toby would always talk about her,"

  "Toby?" Gerick questioned.

  "yeah,  haha. You know, I wouldn't be conpletely suprised if he did it. Like, his parents are cops too..maybe they did what you did woth your dad and covered it up. He was always there, and stuff,"

Gericks mind started wondering. He started getting angry, but then it disapeared.

   " He was only there because he was my best friend and was helping me through it," Gerick responded, pushing the idea of his best friend raping and killing his love, out of his mind.

  Greg kept pushing it.

  " but really Gerick, think. He is the one now who is with tue girl who is just like Olivia. Maybe he's only doing that to try to forgive himself for what he did to your girlfriend, and to try to make it better,"

   "Greg, I really think that you are way wacked in the head to think that my best friend would ever in a million years do that to me. Rip away my angel from me like that?" tears started falling again, "not a chance Toby would ever do such a thing! Now please Greg just shut up,"

"I'm sorry, I was just saying.."

"I don't care what you were doing just shut. the hell. up,"

Gerick and Greg stared each other in the eyes and Gerick turned around and walked in the direction of home as he let his warm tears roll down his cheeks.

Olivia was more than special to him. She was what he had to live for and after that occured, it took a lot of help from his friends and family to deal with it. He has never let that go. It haunts him every day. All the time. He wants to just sit down and cry all day, every single day for the past year and a half.

A tear always falls whenever he sees a place, or a song, or an object or a person that reminds him of her, or anything that triggers the memory back to the night it happened.

  Gerick went home amd cried himself into a sleep. He felt lonely, scared, hurt, he felt even worse now for Skylar because none of this was suposed to ever happen to her.

His tears slowed as he fell further and further into a sleep, when he sprung up.

He got out of bed wearing his orange boxers and he sat at his desk and grabbed a blue 1 inch binder full of paper.

He flipped to a page that was previously labelled 'appologizong from a distence.' he crossed it out. that was such a stupid plan name. he thought to himself.

Gerick picked up a black pen and put a check mark next to number one, which beside it read 'send get well flowers' Then he sat there and wrote out the rest of a plan.