Out of the Darkness

Samantha POV:

I am completely overwhelmed by this video of that night, only fourteen days ago. To see the thousands of people, with no cares in the world, unaware of the terrible deed that was taking place just yards away from them, makes my head feel light. I burrow my face into Harry's chest, and he wraps his arms securely around my shoulders as i let out a sob. His hand rubs circles into my back as my hazy memories of that night haunt me, swirling around my head like a terrible nightmare.

I realize that Officer Scott is speaking, and a few of his words penetrate my foggy thoughts;

..."Six foot two inches"... "Muscular"... "Tattoos"...." Short black hair, and a stubbled face"... "Thirty years old"...

No. My whole body freezes and my breath catches in my throat. I slowly pull away from Harry's chest and take a deep breath, preparing myself for what I am about to see. I turn my gaze to the screen, and my stomach drops like a stone. It's him.

My eyes widen and my heart begins racing.
"Sam...?" Says Harry gently, his voice trailing off. I look into his eyes, searching their depths to see concern, sympathy, anger, and so much more. Then i look around the room. All eyes are on me. I know i have to tell them everything.

I close my eyes and slowly open them, ready to begin.

"Pamela, you may want to record this," I say weakly.



Harry POV:

Sam's voice sounds so thin as she addresses Pamela. She looks exhausted as she begins to speak again;

"In the days before my parents died, the days before everything got turned upside down, I had a brother. Reid. He was in his Senior year of High School. He was Popular, smart, nice, funny, attractive... all the girls loved him. I loved him. When my parents were killed he was nineteen years old. I was sent to the orphanage, but he was put onto the streets, too old to stay with me, and too young to take proper care of himself.

The night he was put out onto the streets something snapped inside him. I could see the change when he came to visit me a few days after the accident. He smelled like smoke, alcohol, and other substances unknown to my seven year old self."

Samantha says this with a look of sadness and disgust on her face. Everyone in the room hanging onto her every word.

"Reid told me it was my fault. Everything was my fault. He made me believe it too. I believed him when he told me that the reason my parents had died was because I had begged them to take me to the movies that night. He didn't tell me about the drunk driver who had been going 90 miles an hour through a red light. He didn't comfort me and let me cry on his shoulder like he would have before the accident. I was scared. He told me he hated me, that he would be back later."

Tears slip down Samantha's cheeks, but her voice has grown steady, and I know that this has been something she has been holding inside of her for a long, long time. She pauses, recollecting her thoughts before continuing;

"I spent the night in the orphanage completely alone. No one to comfort me. No one cared. And i cried. I hated myself for being the reason why my parents had died. I wanted to die. I wanted them to be alive instead of me. But my wishes didn't change anything. I woke up in the orphanage completely and painfully alive.

That day Reid came to see me. He brought with him a new friend who i had never seen before. The friend came into my room, and grabbed me. He carried me out to the hallway outside the Matron's (A/N that's a female headmaster of the orphanage) office, and I could hear Reid's angry voice from the inside. I closed my eyes tight, trying to make everything stop. To disappear.

"You will let me take her. She is my sister. I have every right to take her with me," i heard him say in a menacing voice. His friend set me down on my feet, but i kept my eyes shut. Then i felt h...his..." Samantha's voice falters. I squeeze her hand, and give her a sympathetic look, afraid of what she was about to say.

"What did you feel darling?" Asks Pamela in a soft voice.

"His stubbled face against my ear," she whispers. "He told me that i was his little princess now. That he was going to take me to his place, and do whatever he wanted with me. At the time i didn't understand what he meant, but just the tone of his voice scared me. I opened my eyes," She says, looking at Officer Scott to see his reaction to this information. He gasps, and looks down at his notes.

""6ft 2inches, with a muscular build. Multiple tattoos, short black hair, and a stubbled face?" he reads softly, and looks at Sam for conformation. She nods her head slowly. Anger builds inside me. How could anyone turn against their own sister? For god's sake she was only a little girl!

"He was younger then, less tattoos," Sam says, looking at her feet.

Officer Scott exchanges a look with Pamela who takes out a notepad and a pen.

"What happened after that Sam?" she asks gently.

"The matron wouldn't let them have me. She said they didn't meet the requirements, and that Reid was not eligible to be my guardian, brother or not. Before they left the orphanage that day, Reid's friend pushed me against the wall, and touched me. No one saw. I was only seven. He slid his hand down my pants and he felt me with his dirty fingers. He told me that this was not the end. He told me that he would have me. One day...

And he did." Samantha croaks, weakly gesturing towards the enlarged picture of his face on the projector.

Notes

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This was sad to write....

BUt did anyone see that coming???!!! i'm guessing thats a NO!
please comment below what you think is gonna happen!!!

and also i apologize for usually having short chapters, but it takes me about 2 hours to write and edit one, so its the best i can do - i will work on it though!!!

I changed the rating on this from NC-17 to R... Idk if that's suiting though... what do you all think based on the plot so far? should i change it back? Advice!!!


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