The Irish Boy

Chapter Eight

  So the last chapter and these next couple of ones will be dedicated to my sister, heatherloves1D, for helping me come up with the skeleton for parts of this story. Enjoy :D

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 Sam's P.O.V

   "Courtney? You? You've been the one sending me those texts and that call! Why? I thought we were friends"

  "Yea Sam, we were friends, until you became a slut!" She practically spat the words at me.

  "What are you talking about?" It was hard not to cry out of pain and the feeling of betrayal.

  "Don't play innocent, you know exactly what I mean." When I still didn't answer her she let out a frustrated sigh. "Being with the boys, with Niall, never once texting me or telling me, just leaving me out in the dust, Yea some friend you were. But now I will enjoy watching your slow and painful death. You promised Sam, you made a promise and you broke it" She looked away as if in pain.

  It took me a moment to figure out what she was going on about, then it came back.  *We were standing outside of school on the last day. "Promise Sam, that if anything major ever happens to us we will let the other one know first and stay best friends no matter what". "Of course Courtney, I promise no matter what were always best friends and we will never forget each other." "Please don't just be saying that, you have to truly promise that our friendship will be strong till the end." "I promise Courtney, now c'mon we have some bonding before I leave. Smiling we left to go to the mall for our last time together that summer. Best friends till the end.*

  "Oh my gosh Courtney. i'm so sorry. I guess the excitement of meeting them made me forget." I tried to apologize. 

  She laughed, "Yea you must have been some excited to forget about your best friend.  But you did remember to text Zakk and Jane. I guess we were never really friends." I could see her eyes glistening.

  "Courtney i'm so-" I began trying to apologize again.

  "SHUT UP, I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU, NEVER." she screamed in my face then slapped me. "You don't know how it felt when I realized you weren't going to even tell me. When I realized that you didn't even care to remember to send one simple text, just one and we wouldn't be in this situation. But now, now I get my revenge." She started laughing hysterically, and in that moment I knew I had lost her friendship forever. Her eyes couldn't focus she had a crazy grin on her face, I knew she had completely turned insane.

  "What are you going to do to me you psychopath." In a burst of courage I spoke, trying not to show my fear.

  "Oh don't worry you'll see," She replied, an evil grin playing at her lips, as she walked out of the room. "Oh yea, Steve? You can continue on with.. well what you were doing before." she called over her shoulder before the door shut. Steve smiled and slowly advanced towards me.

  This time I was determined not to show my pain, and as he started towards me I knew I could hold it in, I will not show them any weakness.

  "Oh ho, what fun this will be, and this time it won't be a quick beating, this one will be long and more painful." The last one was quick? I thought.

  The first thing he did was grab my right hand and started twisting it. My face contorted into a mask of agony. He continued twisting my wrist until I felt the bones snap, I bit my lip so hard from trying to hold in a scream that I tasted blood.

  He chuckled at my pain.

  "Next your ribs," He whispered slowly bringing his foot back and kicking in one spot until I knew for sure he had broken most of them, then he broke the other side of my ribs. I groaned from the pain, unable to keep my promise that I wouldn't show any weakness.