The one that was saved

Chapter Ten

Sammys pov

When I wake up I notice that it's still dark outside which I'm not surprised because my body has never let me sleep in or for many hours. I wiggle around and see if I'm in alot of pain. There's still pain there but not the worst i've ever felt. With a glance around the room and at the door I can see that there's no one around and just to make sure I listen for anything outside of the room.

I get up out of bed and head for the door. I pop my head out of the room and just see a hallway. you know curiosity killed the cat but I'm already half dead so it doesn't really matter. When I'm at the end of the hallway there's a set of stairs and so I go down to peep around some more.

As I'm snooping I make it to the kitchen and there's someone sitting there at the island. I don't know who it is because it's dark and so I try to back out slowly but apparently they heard me.

"You don't have to sneak out because of me."

I froze and I also realized who it was. It was Raven, the one with the sad eyes.

"Sammy I know that's you come sit down."

The breath in my lungs left but instead of being scared and running I walk over and sit next to him.

"So what are you doing down here in the dark?" I ask him

He gives me a short reply but that's ok because I'm not much of a talker myself.

"Couldn't sleep."

I just nod my head and sit in silence but the thing is it's not awkward on it's the type where both people understand that there doesn't need to be words to fill quietness. It was nice.

"I have to go back soon."

He looks at me like I grew two heads, "No you dont."

Now it was my turn to look at him crazy, "Yes I do, I can't stay here forever."

"And why not?"

"Because he'll come looking for me and I don't want to cause any more havoc on your probably already havoc life," I said with a little laugh at the end to try and lighten the mood. It didn't work.

"You know that we can't let you go back knowing that you're getting beat everyday."

"It's not everyday," I whisper in a small voice.

I thought for a second on what I could do to cause as little disturbance in their life as I could but still appease their minds.

"Ok fine then how about instead of me just leaving and letting him beat me you all can train me. That way i'm learning how to defend myself and you guys don't have to worry about me as much."

He looked like he thought through all of the possibilities and then nodded his head.

" We will see what the others have to say later on since they are not up yet, but that could work."

When I heard that I smiled to myself thinking that I can finally defend myself against him and not be so defenseless.

"Until then though you need to go back to your room and get some rest your body is still healing."

I know that he's right so I don't bother arguing and make my way back from where I came but before I leave the kitchen I turn around and see Raven in the same spot and I whisper.

"Thank you Raven, really it means alot."

As I say that I could see him stiffen and then relax. At the end of me speaking I just see him give me a little nod.

When I make it back to my room I flop on the bed and realize just how tired my body really is. Although my body was tired my mind wasn't so I just had to lay there and hope I fall asleep.

When that didn't happen I started to think of all what ifs. Slowly but surely I started to doubt mine and Ravens plan. What if my father finds and kills me or worse the boys. I cant let the boys die because of me, just thinking about it hurts. I've grown to tolerate them kind of and sometimes I revert to my old ways considering I barely know them.

When I look at my window I can see the sunrise. Before I realize what i'm doing I'm making my way to the kitchen to make breakfast. What can I say old habits die hard. Since there are so many of them and I bet they eat alot I can tell that I have my work cut out for me.

When I'm almost done with the last pancake I can hear footsteps coming down the stairs. I scramble to put the pancake on the plate and make sure that everything is ready. When I see that it is I make my way to the furthest corner and look at the floor. Just in time too because as soon as I look down they walk in.

"Wow who cooked all of this."

At that moment I can hear a couple more sets of feet making their way in.

With my head still down I hold my breath hoping that they like it.

"HOLY SHIT DUDE!"

"Shut the fuck up Jacob,"

I really want to look up but years of hitting because of it stops me. Just then a pair of boots came into my view.

"Sammy look at me,"

I know that that's Xavier and I want to but I can't. My father used to tell me that and then hit me because I broke a rule even though he told me to.

When he realizes that I'm not going to, he grabs my chin and forces me to look at him. As I'm looking at him all wide eyed he just stares back.

"Sammy did you make all of this,"

"Um y-yeah," of course I have to stutter like a bitch but whatever it's just my body's reaction.

"Why?" he looks at me confused

"Because I always cook and if I miss a meal it gets really bad." I said in a timid voice.

"Ok and answer this, why are you in the corner with your head down?"

"I always stand like this during meals until he's done and then when he's done I go to school or my room," at this point i'm surprised he can hear me because i'm so quiet. As I'm talking I can tell that he's getting angrier and I know that it's not at me but I can't help but to be scared.

He takes a deep breath before speaking, "So you're telling me that you have to cook breakfast and dinner and then stand there with your head down while he eats... and you don't get to."

"Basically..."

He starts to curse under his breath before saying loud and clear, " Sammy i'm only going to tell you this once so listen close ok.. While you're around us or under this roof you don't have to follow his rules. We are not like him."

I don't know what to say so I just nod my head. He lets go of my chin and takes a step back. He looks over all of us and says, " lets eat."

With that we all dig in and I have to say I'm a pretty good cook.