Samantha's Path Of Redemption

Chapter VII

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Samantha
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Morning was usual as always. Never been different. I was curious about Wilbert or the others to know if they were alright. I want the first one up, it looked like Jess and Fiona were wide awake and they were looking outside.
"Hey." I spoke as I lifted myself up from the ground.
"Hey." They both replied.
"Vhats going on?"
"We're waiting. They said they'd be here."
"Let's just find them."
"I was thinking the same thing. Let's do it."
"Oh alright. Yo Rach, you awake?"
"Yeah. Yeah. I heard you guys talk about the guys." Rachel moaned as she sit upright.
"Come on. Let's find them."
"Okay. Hold on." Rachel gets up and gets her clothes on. As we already put our clothes on, we made our way out in the back and opening the wooden gate, closing it on our way out, we ran to find the boys. We planned on trying to find Wilbert to see if he was in his house. I figured something happened to where he had to leave immediately. Five minutes later, we made it to his house and I rang the door bell. Jennifer opened the door.
"Oh. Good morning Samantha, girls. What brings you all here?" She asks.
"Ve vant to know if Vilbert ish there. Is he alvight?" I asked.
"Oh he's up. You all can come in if you like." She spoke, letting us in and we all headed upstairs to his room. I knocked on his door.
"Vilbert. It's me Samantha." I muttered.
"Yo Wilbert, let us in." Fiona spoke. The door swings open to reveal Wilbert and some other person. He runs and we realize that Simon was in the room too.
"Oh, Hey. Come on in." He mummers.
"Are jou alvight? Vhat happened?"
"Yeah. I'm okay." Wilbert replies.
"Simon?" Rachel stares at him in shock. I was curious enough to wonder if he too was okay.
"Hey. Surprise." Simon gleefully replies.
"What happened?" Rachel asks, turning to Wilbert then to Simon.
"Yeah. Come on spill it. I wanna know too." Jessica sarcastically spoke as if she was impatient.
"Well, me and Simon up and left causes Harold's parents caught the boys." Wilbert explained. I gasped and so did Rachel.
"Oh no." Rachel moaned, slapping her head with her hand.
"Figured they'd got caught." Jessica spoke as she sat on the bed.
"Vhere are jhey? Zhe others?" I asked, as I clasped my hands together in a praying position.
"There home, but their parents are having a conference with each other." Simon replied and leaned back against the desk. Simon then responded again.
"It was going well, till Harold notice it and he called his parents."
"Yeah. That." Wilbert pointed out.
"Looks to me that there grounded." Fiona said, not amused.
"Pretty much. So me and Simon stayed out of it, and we got away with it. So did Marcus and Francis. Their back at home." Simon spoke.
"Yeah. We have the footage too. We're planning on hiding the video so that they wouldn't suspect that we have another video behind the scenes." Wilbert explained.
"Technically, they lied how it was only them and we weren't included." Simon added. Rachel sits on Wilbert's bed, next to Jess and sighs.
"This was a horrible idea from the start." She mutters.
"To be honest, it kinda was. Giving much how Corey want to have a full fledge of raiding someone's property over some fude that went down in Spanish." Simon crossed his arms and looking out in his left direction up on the ceiling.
"Are they going to school is the question?" Fiona asks. They all nodded.
"Yeah, but they won't be there in school early since Corey's parents are calling the principal for a meeting."
"Figures."
"So...vhat now?" I mummer. I had no idea what was going to happen next.
"For now, we just stay out of it. I think they cause enough trouble than ever."
"At first it was sorta all fun and games, until Corey got aggressive and climbed on the rooftop and just threw eggs on Harold's roof."
"Anyways, let's just not worry about it. It's not like there gonna die, but they are probably gonna die by their parents."
"Ja." I realized that I had my bag with me and I was beginning to grow tired of carrying it around. Everyone in the room, got their stuff ready and we all head out, little late than usual. Minutes later, we got to school, arriving relatively late than usual, but not super late. Rachel and I ponder over what could be going down with Corey and the others. It was obvious that the rest of the school day that most of the boys I knew were gone. Wilbert and Simon were the only two keeping me company and especially at lunch and history and math. After school, it was evident enough that they were not only sent home due to the situation, but they were in fact suspended for two days, not counting the weekends. Simon told us the information and realized that not only the rest of the boys were in suspension, but so did Harold, as there were enough information from the other student that we wasn't just annoying, but a bully too. I'm glad I didn't see his face or even meeting up with him as he would be a big problem for me, but not as much of a bigger problem as to the Ultimis crew. Oh boy was this week going to be interesting.
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1 week later
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My project for Drama was due. Today was Monday and it's been a week since the whole "trashing someones house" incident. Corey and the rest of the boys are back I had to make a clay model of a broach. I painted the jewel a dark blue color with gold around the jewel. Nothing much but it was for a play. Paint was all over my hands and fingers, but that was fine. It had proof of my hard work and dedication to the project. "The messier your hands are, the dedication you had with your project, especially with your hard work." said my teacher Mr. Johnson when he went over anything that had to do with a project. Wilbert was waiting for me downstairs, as we quietly and quickly made our way outside avoid any noise possible. That's right. Wilbert's mother still didn't know I was staying in Wilbert's room. That was funny still, either we were the quietest kids in the house or his mother never, ever goes into Wilbert's room, unless it was laundry that she would carry in her basket and drop it off in his bed, then I would hide under the bed. Either way, we were still getting away with it, but questions still lingered in my head, how long will it last? How long will it take before she finds out that I'd been in her house for the past month? Someday, she's going to notice and get real suspicious about not only my behavior and Wilbert's, but perhaps the amount of times she smells the bed as if a girl were sleeping on it for an entire month. She has noticed the scent of myself, but never questions further. Another thing that's been going on for the past month are my nightmares. I get good dreams once in a while, but, most of the times I feel like nightmares are always happening to me every night no matter what the dream is about or what scenario it is, wether be good or bad. Mainly my bad dreams were about Richtofen and his crew. My uncle. Well, he was my uncle. Now thinking about him again, I barely even know him or recognize him anymore. I mean not literally, but the kind where you know the person was once good, but suddenly changed in some way. What he did was very unholy and was unjustified. However, my comebacks were just as mortified as his actions, but worse. I sighed at all of the horrible memories back from my childhood to when I became possessed by the aether, slowly and surely made its way back and embedding into my brain. I just wanted to get the hell out of there. The horrible mess I was in. I'm glad I did, but I still had the fear that there out there still, trying to find me and hunt me down. Fear struck me as I felt the most horrible, imaginable things that would happen to me if they catch their sights on me. I've had nightmares where they would either beat me up, leaving me somewhere to die and suffer or torture me, till I was good as dead. A horrible nightmare that happened two nights ago was where I was skinned alive by Dempsey, one of Richtofen's crew members. He would use his long sharp knife to skin me like I was some animal to him. I began to gulp, almost about to puke too. I came too again, looking out as iI saw the sun coming up slowly.
"Samantha, you ready to go?" I spun my head to see Wilbert ready with his bag pack. I got up, putting the broach in my bag pack.
"Ja, I'm veady. Let'sh head out." I spoke up, getting out of the room and crept downstairs. We booked it on out of the house and got on the bike. Wilbert rode towards the school.
"Samantha, are you alright? You seemed to be acting weird as usual."
"I'm fine. Jusht zhe nightmares again." I sighed. I'm surprised Wilbert still hasn't known about the truth. Of how I got here and how it went down in the other dimension. At least I hope Richtofen doesn't find me ever, or has some way to find me and harm my friends. They were the only people I have close, other than my father. I felt like if I ran away from my home long before the whole shanagins; the group 935, the experiments, the trauma, everything, then I would be able to find some way to restore some of my childhood or maybe even find a new family and a new home. Maybe if I would've done just that, then Richtofen could never hurt me again or even find me. I hoped and wished they would never find me. I prayed that they don't find me ever again.
"We're here." Wilbert spoke. I sighed as he road to the bikes and secured his bike to the metal parking for the bikes and we all walked. I felt more down than ever. Usually I would meet up with my friends with anticipation and excitement, but because of my nightmares that plagued me for the past week, I felt like I couldn't even see them or even talked to them. I genuinely and especially didn't want my friends to know the truth, and if one word spilled out of me that I was in a different dimension or anything at the matter, they would not only completely avoid me, but would hate me with their entire being and existence. I began shaking at the thought and tried my hardest not to cry.
"Hey Samantha. You look down. You alright?" Rachel asked. I looked at her and her purity of light and kindness. I fear that she would turn on me, and that light which I once knew from her, would grow darker, if she knew that whole truth about myself. I gulped.
"Ja...J-Ja. I'm fine. Jusht poor shleep." I replied, my voice shaken. They all looked at me with questionable looks.
"Are you sure? You acting a bit strange." Jess questions me.
"Ja. Jusht nightmares and all." I replied. Half of it was true, but half of it was a lie.
"Well, don't worry about them. There just dreams." Rachel reassured me, rubbing my shoulders. Oh how I wished I could agree with her, but the nightmares I had, and the foretold of what was going to happen when the truth is out, it felt as if they were going to come true soon enough. But in the end, I nodded, without saying a words and walked towards the door. For the rest of the school day, mainly around lunch, I began to feel more depressed and I distanced myself from the people I love. I thought that sparked me of such an idea of how much pain I could be in if they find out about the truth, it's too much to handle. I felt like I was nowhere near safe, that no matter where I go or where I hide, nowhere is safe. I shook my head. I walked out of the school field and into a neighborhood that was covered with gates and many, many trees. Just then, I heard a growl sound that was coming from behind the crooked tree. I waked towards it, wondered of someone was in pain, but I was wrong. I found myself in a situation where there was a zombie with red and black glowing eyes, that pierced through me as it got up and started to run towards me.
"Vhat the hell?!" I cried.
"Vhat the hell?!" I again cried as I ran as fast as I could, but realizing that there was no way I could bring a zombie to school grounds and let someone get attack and turn, I had to fight it. So I grabbed ahold of a broken tree stick and I fought back.
"Samantha!" A voice cried out, obviously it belonged to Wilbert. No. Oh god please no. Don't come any closer. Please. I had no choice to not only finishing off the zombie with a stab in the head, but that the whole group had to whiteness what I've done.
"Samantha?!"
"What the hell is-" then, out of nowhere, a red explosive flash of light, which then died down and turned into smoke, and then a haunting voice came out from the zombie I just killed.
"Greetings, Samantha, you may recognize my voice but nowhere near as to seeing me. Well, don't worry, cause now that you are on some path of redemption you are currently on, I'm afraid I cannot let you get away with what you've been doing now. Listen well all of you fools, I've come to take what's mine and that means your world and if anyone tries to stop me, I'll eradicate this world and everyone you love. Don't forget this Samantha, your worst nightmare is about to come true. I, Isvak will be your worst nightmare." It ended as the zombie then turned to dust. The forest was now dead silent, except for the wind.
"What the hell...?" Jess was the first to speak.
"Samantha, who the hell was that?" Rachel asked, in shock.
"Yeah?" Wilbert chimed in. I was shaking, my heart elevated and I didn't want to stay.
"I...I don't know. I...I have to go." I bolted out of there, far from the group.
"Samantha, wait!" Wilbert cried out to me. I ran as far as I could just to get away from them. It was too late. Who was that guy? His voice was familiar as I've heard him countless of times during my days in the pyramid on the moon. Isvak was his name. He did this. He corrupted everyone and everything that I love. Suddenly, I tripped on a branch and I fell face first. I felt dizzy after that. I ran again and this time, hitting myself on a tree where I wasn't looking and that knocked me out cold.
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Some time passed and I woke up. Groaning as I came too, and I placed my hand to my injured head. It hurt a lot.
"Samantha! You're okay!" Wilbert hugged me.
"Ja...Ja I'm fine." I mummer, feeling the pain from inside.
"Oww." I moaned.
"Here, an ice pack. You ran into a tree hard. I got most of the tree bark out of your head and hair." He spoke while giving me the ice pack. I grabbed the cold ice pack and placed it on my head. I whined, but it was fine. Wilbert tied the bandage around my head so it would hold.
"Well, we had to wash your hair too. It was full of dirt." I heard Jess and I became surprised.
"Jess?!" I responded out of shock.
"Hey." She simply spoke. I turned to her right to find Rachel there too.
"Rachel?!" I blurted out. Rachel came up to me and she sat down on the bed.
"Hey Samantha, how do you feel?" She asks softly, but sounded worried.
"Horrible." I mumbled, trying to hold on to the ice pack that Wilbert tied around, but I just want working, so I took it off.
"I bet. From the way you hit you head hard, must've suck being you." Jess implied.
"Samantha, what happened? What was that thing and who was that person?" Rachel asked soothingly, but with worry in her voice that blended in.
"Zhat....zhat vas a zombie. So...I take it you knew?" I asked, not making eye contact.
"Well, judging by what went down, we figured something was up." Jess spoke, almost serious and a bit of a sarcasm in her tone.
"It's...it's complicated." I sighed, as I was shaking my head.
"Listen, Whatever it was we're here for you. Just tell us what's going on?" Rachel pleads with me.
"How do I know you all won't hate me?" I asked seriously, and with a hint of worry.
"Hate you? Samantha what are you talking about?" Wilbert was baffled.
"Like I said, it's complicated and I can't tell you." I muttered with a hard tone.
"Well, whoever that guy was, knows something about you and sound like he's going to destroy our world. So tell us or so help me I will throw you into the river bank!" Jess threatened. I suddenly became wide eyed, looking at her in shock. Rachel looks at her and speaks
"Jess! Yelling isn't going to help!" She responds defending me.
"Yelling?! I'm perfectly fine! You guys are going insane!" Jess at this point was going insane. I became worried.
"Jess calm down!" Rachel replies.
"Calm down?! Calm down?! Do we even know what the fuck we just witnessed! Sam fuck killed some-some monster-a zombie, and a demon of some sort is going to take over the world, and I should be calm?!" Jess at this point was raising her voice. I wasn't sure if Wilbert's parents were in the house or not and I was tempted to keep her quiet. Wilbert then stood up from the bed to confront Jess.
"Jess, just please!" Everyone then started to argued and this wasn't going to solve anything. Whoever Isvak was or what he is capable of, he was going to be some malevolent force that I have to fight, and if what he said was true, then my friends have to know.
"Alvight enough!!" I shouted, along with a minor pain that struck me. They stopped fighting and became quite.
"Samantha." Wilbert grabbed ahold of me.
"I'm fine. I'm fine." I muttered again. I sighed, realizing the situation that was going to happen to them. I knew that this would be a better time to tell the truth. The whole truth.
"Alvight. I zhink it's fair if I tell jou all of whoever that monster iz and vhat zhe hell iz up." I spoke. I then began telling them the story of how everything came to be. My childhood, the group 935, my father, my uncle, and the zombie, the aether, even the moon. I explained to them everything in every detail of how it all went down, I even told them that I was in a different dimension where there were zombies. I wasn't sure on how there weren't any zombies here, but it looks as if someone or something is protecting this world or that this dimension is too far away from the destruction of the aether that there are more likely safe, but no more, since Isvak somehow found me and this dimension too. After I concluded my explanation which seemed like hours of storytelling, they looked white and wide eyed.
"So this whole time....you lived...in another dimension?"
"Ja." I simply replied.
"Does that mean you're a alien?" Jess blurted out. I gave her a questionable and weird look.
"Vhat? No! I'm not an alien!" I retorted. Not out of anger though.
"She's obviously not an alien as you can see with the blood that she had." Wilbert explains.
"I know. I know. Okay so let me get this straight, you were experimented by your uncle because for some reason he knew that you were much bigger of a person than he thought he anticipated, but before then, he travel to the moon, touched some pyramid, got insane, killed your dog, you going inside the pyramid, got possessed by Isvak, and this all took place an another dimension?" Jess explained. I nodded.
"As crazy as zhat shounds...Ja." I sighed, rubbing my temples.
"Why didn't you tell us this?" Rachel asked. I shot her a look.
"Vhat did you vant me to say? That I came from a long battle with four men that vere coming to kill me, and what, you vant me to shay "hey vhats up everyvone, I'm Samantha, and I come from another dimension vhere zombies are taking over zhe vorld and I'm the monshter that cause it, even if I had no control over." Do jou even realize how crazy zhat shounds?" I replied. Rachel responded, but I cut her off.
"Samantha, it doesn't matter-"
"Vhat?! It doesn't matter zhat I'm the monshter because I've losht everything and everyone-"
"No! Samantha, listen to me, whatever happened, you had no control over, therefore it isn't you that should be at fault." Rachel finished her sentence.
"Jour wrong. I hurt. And I continue to hurt everything that I had no control over. I don't know vhat happened when zhey faced me, it vas like somevone shtopped me from doing anymore harm and and jusht gave up and left. I couldn't take it anymore. I left zhe moon sho that I vouldn't have to fight zhem anymore." I mummer the last sentences.
"The blue light...of course. That blue light was a portal." Wilbert confirmed, a I turned to him.
"Wait what?" Rachel looks at Wilbert.
"What are you talking about?" Jess asked.
"I saw Samantha lying on the ground, but before that, I saw a blue flash of light and when I was running near it, it vanished, and Samantha just lied on the ground." Wilbert explained. I was confused. If he knew then why hide it from me or anyone at the matter.
"Wait, jou saw a blue light. Zhen vhy didn't jou-"
"I didn't want to tell people about it cause they'll think I'm going crazy." Wilbert responded.
"Well that makes sense." Jess crosses her arms.
"Samantha, I wish you could've told us this." Rachel said, sounded all sad and serious.
"Vell I told half of zhe truth." I spoke.
"What do you mean by that?" Rachel questions.
"I mean....how my entire childhood revolved around me, my uncle, used me for his experiment and my father vasn't zhere to witness the nightmares I've been through." I muttered.
"Is that so?" Rachel asked. I nodded.
"Please, just tell us everything." Rachel said.
"Vell, mein uncle never used to be insane, he vas nice and actually quite funny. Mein father vorked at the facility, along side vith mein soon-to-be uncle. Mein father vas overprotective with me, and he told me when my mother died, he didn't vant to lose me, but ever since he's been vorking vith other projects, he left me alone vith mein uncle who shtarted to go insane. I didn't do anything and I didn't know vhy he vas acting zhe vay he acts. I wanted to run avay, but I couldn't. I didn't know vhere to go and I felt like no vone could shave me. I also had a dog named Fluffy, and, months later, Edvard killed him, and me and mein dad vere trapped in zhe teleported and Edvard sent us avay. That vas vhen I became corrupted. Mein father died and I vas alone. After I left zhe moon and landed here, I...I regret vhat I did, and that is vhy I vanted to escape, to not only get avay from mein uncle's friends to come an kill me, but I vanted to find redemption." Then I suddenly burst into tears.
"It's not mein fault. I vanted to have a childhood and I vanted to feel happy, but he took that avay from me and now zhey think it's mein fault, even if I losht everything and the powers I have no control over. It isn't mein fault. I don't understand vhy he vant me and...I don't understand vhy he's doing this?!" I whimpered as I continued to cry, covering my face as I sobbed.
"I didn't do anything to him!" I cried. They were silent, wide eyed again. Then I felt a hug from Wilbert. I paused my sob and I breathed in and out, seeing Wilbert hugging me and I wondered what was going to happen next.
"I'm so, so, sorry you had to go though that." He muttered, which sounded like he wanted to cry.
"It not your fault." He then pulls away, looking into my eyes.
"You uncle, he's at fault. He made you to become the monster you were before." Wilbert spoke harshly.
"But," I hiccup my sobs, trying to rub my eyes and sniffed loud. Then I finally spoke,
"But, he has no control over it." I then though of something. A thought that could be the truth.
"I voundered that Isvak vas vaiting for somevone to touch the aether to possess the persons mind set. Unless....that must've been vhat he vas going for, but....I don't know how zhat vould be possible."
"Well, whatever the case, it sounded like you uncle wasn't possessed and maybe the fact everyone was on board with the whole sherade and they just went after you. I don't think that was just possession, think of it as The Exorcist, he's not demonically possessed, because if he were, then you uncle would've killed his crew by now. Probably the fact that you're so called "uncle" was a psycho this whole time and had no remorse." Jess explains to me.
"Well, we know for one thing, the way Samantha put it, sounds as if the crew along with his uncle, are a dangerous threat and they won't stop till they find her here." Rachel implies.
"They probably won't find her here, if what she says is true, that our dimension is farther away from her dimension, then they couldn't possibly find a way to get to here. Wait, speaking of, you don't have your powers?" Jess asks. I sniffed and rubbed my nose.
"Nein, I don't. They vere striped from me while I vas traveling from the portal, I don't feel anything anymore. And even if I did, I vouldve infested this vorld vith zombies like a month ago, but I don't have them anymore. I don't know how it's possible, but...I'm glad I don't have them anymore." I looked down at my hands.
"That's good." Jess sighs.
"Well, Whoever those monsters were, they won't find you here, since they don't have anything to travel one place to another." I knew who Rachel was talking about, and I knew that, but at the same time, felt like that there still human being that have feelings.
"They...aren't monsters. There the one who've losht everything they ever loved and they are being force to fight for their life's. Whoever that man must be, he's the very reason vhy chaos exists. If what he says is true, then I vill fight in every vay to find redemption and forgiveness for mein past sins." I muttered, clenching my fist.
"Redemption? Forgiveness?" Jess comments.
"But you're are already good. Why do you need to find redemption?" Rachel asks.
"Because I've cause more pain than you can't even imagine. I may have been taken over by his influence, but that doesn't mean I can't get avay for vhat I've done." I mummered, crossing my hands, gripping on to my arms tightly.
"If you didn't know that it was him then you can't blame yourself that." Rachel then grabs ahold of my shoulder, turning my body toward her direction.
"Listen to me, it's not your fault. Whoever this guy is that he controlled your mind, it isn't you. You couldn't break out of that evil doing. I may have not seen it myself, but whatever it was, in the end, your not at fault." Rachel mummers.
"She's right. Isvak is the monster, and maybe your uncle." Jess spoke up.
"Ja...I guess." I nodded, while smiling.
"I can't believe those assholes would come after you. Do they even realize that there fighting an 11 year old girl? A girl who's lost everything she had in her life-like who in their right minds would do that? It's horrible!" Rachel retorts at the idea.
"There all horrible, but my question is, why don't you go find them and just explain yourself?" Jess asks. I looked at her again, shooting the same look that I gave her when she asked me if I was an alien.
"Are jou kidding me? Jou vant me to confront them and tell them mein "sob shtory," do jou even realize vhat zheir reaction could be if I just popped out of zhe blue and just spheak for meinself. For vone, zhey vould shoot me vith no hesitation, let alone, not giving me a chance to let me shpeak for meinself. Second, I don't have mein powers anymore, therefore I can't just teleport back to zhe moon and confront them, like vhat I just shaid, zhey vould shoot me." I explained to Jess. She just nodded.
"Okay. Point taken." She simply said.
"So you obviously can't go back and even if you still have your powers and go back to confront them about the truth, you would obviously get killed." Rachel went over the whole ordeal.
"Vell, in my opinion, I vould rather not go back and I'm glad I don't. Mein powers are gone and therefore I have no vay of going back. Zhat I am happy for. So I von't have to see that crack face, son of a bitch that took everything avay from me." I harshly exposed. Jess cracks up.
"Yeah. You should stay here. I mean you obviously can't go back and what's the point?" Jess points out.
"Samantha I'm so sorry you had to go through that. You can now finally live here peaceful, and maybe you can still regain your childhood back. If it's still possible for you." Rachel said.
"I think I can. I'm 11 so it's possible. It's just... I can't believe jou all vould understand me. Sho, does zhat mean jou don't hate me?" I asked, to be sure. They all shook their heads.
"Of course we won't. You're the greatest person we ever met. And that's saying something." Jess said, smirking.
"Samantha, listen to me, you are capable of so much more than what happened to you before. Whatever you did, that was all in the past. Now is the time you prove not only to us, but to them and that monster, who you truly are inside. You are the beacon of light we need." Wilbert finally spoke up from his silence.
"Thank jou. All of jou. I don't even vhat I vould do vithout jou all." I muttered.
"Were here for you Samantha. Don't you forget it. You belong here now. Now that you don't have your powers anymore." Rachel responds.
"Ja." I nodded.
"So wait! So I just want to be sure again, your powers, did they just disappear?" Jess asked. I sighed, tired, but amused.
"Ja, Jess. It's gone. I guess vhen I teleported avay from the moon, I guess the teleportation just striped mein powers avay. So, I can't feel them anymore. Sho, I just feel...normal." I explained.
"Well that's good."
"Samantha."
"Ja."
"Are you gonna be okay?" Rachel asked.
"Me being normal and all, ja. With all of the nightmares that I've been getting and my own fears, I don't know. It just...zhey've been trying to get me ever shince and....I just vanted revenge for vhat he did. I obviously can't go back since mein powvers are gone, and how in the vorld can I tell them the truth. About my path of vedemption. They could shoot me the second they lay eyesh on me. Maybe it's best that I should shtay avay from them." I whispered the last part.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through that, and having to think that we would hate you. No child should ever go through that, for what you went through."
"Well fuck those guys. They aren't a bunch of heroes, more like a bunch of asshole that have no idea what you been through."
"Ja...I know. I'm...still recovering."
"Hey. You know what?! I totally can't believe we forgot!! We'll take you to go shopping tomorrow. There's a big mall that's in Raleigh and it's sooo good. I can't believe we never took Samantha to a mall. A real shopping area that has a ton of shit there." Jess exclaimed as she jumps up from the bed, now standing on her legs.
"That's right. You are going to love it. I say we leave around...nineish?" Rachel asks as she gets up from the bed.
"How about eight. That way, we get their early." Jess replies.
"What do you say, Sam?" Wilbert asks. I nodded.
"Sounds veally fun. I veally vant to see vhat it's like." I replied.
"Done. We leave tomorrow morning." Jess announces.
"I'll see if I can invite Fiona." Rachel responds.
"Wilbert, you're coming too right?" Jess asks.
"Sure. I'll bring in Corey and the others. I'll have to ask." Wilbert replies.
"Alright then it's settled. Have a goodnight. Sam." Rachel hugs me. I hug her back.
"Thank jou for understanding me." I mummered.
"Hey. We're friends after all. Friends understand each other. No matter what." Jess says as she hugs me as well.
"Vight. Thank jou. All of jou. I'll see jou tomorrow." I spoke out as the left the room.
"See ya." He's simply waved as she walked away.
"Bye Samantha." Rachel waves and they all left.
"How do you feel now?" Wilbert finally asks.
"Vell, better. Mainly for the whole truth and mein head. But the message, ve can't let this guy get avay for what he is about to do?" I spoke, staring down on the floor.
"Well, What do you think we should do?" Wilbert asks.
"I honestly don't have a clue. I'm vorried." I mummer.
"Me too. We have each other though. No matter what the worst is, we'll face it." Wilbert spoke. I glared at him.
"Jou veally vant to be a part of this? This is mein problem and I don't vant jou to get hurt." I said, worried the possible way of him getting injured from a stab or attack from zombies.
"Samantha, I care about you. If that guy is going to fight you, then I'm fighting alongside with you till we end him." Wilbert confesses. I smiled sweetly at him, even knowing the dangers he'll face, he isn't afraid to cower.
"Jour sho brave. Thank jou for helping me. I feel bad zhat jou have to do all of zhe vork." I muttered.
"I don't mind it. Besides, it gives me an idea of how I can protect Theadore." He replies.
"Ja. Jour brother is so cute." I complimented.
"That what Rachel tells me." He laughs.
"Figures." I shrug while smirking.
"You should get some rest. I've got your homework, so you'll have time to work on it." Wilbert puts my bag next to the bed.
"Thank jou, Wilbert."
"Of course. I'm sorry that you had to go though the trouble of living in the other dimension."
"It's okay. I'm just glad I can finally relax and have a normal childhood and a normal life, like jou." I replied.
"Yeah. I'll get some night pills for you. Just don't eat it yet. Once it gets dark, and we're ready for bed." Wilbert spoke.
"Vight." I sighed as he heads downstairs and I looked out from the window. I realize that Isvak is going to come after not only me but my friends. I'll face him if it's the last thing I'll do. If Wilbert is willing to sacrifice everything to help me and his family, then I have no choice but to let him fight alongside with me. Isvak, wherever you are, you can't control me anymore. I have people that care and love me and there is nothing you can do to make me turn to your side ever again. I won't make the same mistake.