Danny Phantom Fan Fiction ❯ Save Me From The Darkness ❯ Chapter 5

Danny moved quickly to get to her side when it appeared that she was going to run, her body tense as she stood next to him. She didn't move, her eyes glued on the other male, but Danny spoke softly to her, "Sam, this is Tucker, he's my best friend." She still said nothing, but this time she did move, rushing off to find Maddie in the kitchen where she was making dinner for them. The woman looked up in shock when the girl that had been hesitant to be around her just that morning rushed to cling to her. Reaching down, the meal forgotten for the moment, she touched the Goth on the head.

"What's wrong?" she asked. Sam said nothing as the pair of males entered the room. "Oh," she whispered, realizing that Sam had been moving to remove herself from the new male in the house. "Danny, she's being exposed to too many new people. Maybe Tucker should hang out in your room or go home." The male in question didn't look offended at her words, his teal eyes still taking in the small teen hiding behind her. It was strange to think that out of all the people that had met the Goth, that she was the most upset by seeing Tucker, her own eyes observing him, the fear still in the depths of her amethyst orbs.

"Sam, why does he bother you?" Danny asked, the small girl never taking her eyes off Tucker as she recalled another male that looked like him, one that had been at one of the little parties her mother had taken her to. Maddie was going to repeat her words about leaving the girl alone when she spoke.

"He l-looks like..." she faded off, still watching the new male before her. All eyes were on her and while she was afraid, she felt that they wouldn't be mad at her for speaking her mind either. "Um, this other... rich kid...um, that touched me..." She couldn't get it out, her words failing her, but the group of people around her knew what she was trying to say and Danny, he was reeling at the fact that she had managed to say as much as she had while the other half of him was fuming. Tucker nudged the halfa and knowing what he meant took out the recording device before pushing 'record'. "My parents, um, well, took me to parties where prospective... suitors could ch-check out the merchandise." Her face flushed brightly. It had been down right embarrassing and uncomfortable having to stand there and let the males, adults and teens alike, grope her like fruit. To tell the people before her wasn't as bad as living it, but she felt so dirty acknowledging that she had been fondled.

"They were allowed to touch you in front of your parents?" Maddie inquired. "On your..." she faded off. She couldn't even bring herself to say those words, to put into the world those very images of a child being touched by others as if she were an object.

"The parents of the boys did it too," she muttered, unaware of the flash of green in Danny's eyes or the look of disgust in Tucker's. Maddie turned to pull the small girl in her arms again, tears swimming in her eyes. "I-I hate them. I ha-ate that they made me-e dirty!" she wailed into the older woman's chest. Her hood fell back as Maddie stroked her head, her hair moving with each stroke. She clung to the red headed woman, her body shaking as she released all the pain and humiliation she had suffered at the hands of those who were supposed to protect her. "A-And that's not even the worse," she gasped out, her body seeming to seize up at the thought of what she still was holding onto. The dirty feeling of being touched by strangers was nothing compare to the filthy way she felt inside at the fact that her father had gone a step further.

No one said a word, all of them wondering if she was going to continue, but she seemed to remember that there were two boys behind her and while she trusted Danny, she didn't want him to know. She didn't want him to know that she was tainted. Sure, she had known him for little more than a few days, but she didn't want him to look at her like she was just garbage. It was one thing to admit that she had been groped, but molested was a whole other world. Maddie seemed to understand, looking at the two before her with the look that said they needed to leave. Before he left, Danny placed the device on the counter, behind the bowl of fruit. As soon as they were out of earshot the small girl whispered those horrible words. "He-e to-ouched me."

"Your father?" the woman inquired, her eyes narrowing in understanding. She knew why Sam hadn't wanted the males in the room, that the girl before her felt filthy because she had been unable to do anything to fight off the unwanted advances by strangers, only to have her own father disrespect her as well, but when the small girl continued she found herself not only growing more upset, but bile rise in her throat.

"He-e touched me..." she faded off as she looked down, her small hand moving to point to her crotch. "He stuck-k his fingers-s-s..."

"Oh, honey, oh my god," she whispered. Sam broke down harder, still trying to speak as more tears slid down her cheeks, her face flushed, her throat closing and her body still shaking violently.

"He-e even ma-ade me touch-h hi-is.. his-s thing," she hiccupped out. "He-e sai-id it wa-s-s normal, bu-ut it never-r fel-t normal." There was more to the story, Maddie could see it in her eyes, the unguarded truth. Sam may not have liked it, but her body hadn't responded to that disgust. Her body had betrayed her.

"It's not your fault," Maddie said, still stroking the raven locks of the teen in front of her. Sam let out a hiccup. "Even women who have been violated find their body rebelling against how they feel. Your body has no control over what it does in a situation like that." She may not have ever experienced such things, but she had friends who had been in that situation, their body making them feel things that they themselves were fighting to stop. This girl was no different.

"B-But, why?" Sam whimpered, seeming to shrink in size. "I-I don't-t under-derstand."

"I don't know, but you aren't to blame for it. You did all that you were able, and even if you couldn't fight back, you didn't want to do what was forced upon you." Sam nodded. "We can't help how our bodies are wired, even in the darkest situation and no one will look down at you because of it either." After consoling the small girl who was now looking rather peaked after releasing all her pain to the woman before her, Maddie ushered her to the table before getting her a glass of water to drink. "Tomorrow, we will talk to someone that I know that can help. She's a good friend of mine that after going thru a similar situation herself, has become a member of the local DHS." Sam took a sip of the water as another hiccup shook her small form. "She will take pictures of you and take your story so that your parents can never be around you ever again." Sam wasn't sure she could tell it again, that bit of confidence having drained her.

"I-I don't k-know," she murmured.

"I will be there the whole time, so if you need someone to lean on, Sam, I will have your back all the way to the end." The raven haired teen knew this woman wasn't going to throw her to the wolves, but she still felt unsure. "I promise you, Sam, we will do all we can to protect you. You will never have to fear an unwanted touch, to have another person treat you like you are less than the beautiful young woman that you are." Sam nodded. She could do this. She could confront her fears and she could conquer them with Danny and his family by her side.

"O-okay. I-I will-l do it," she said with a soft smile as she took another sip of her water. Maddie smiled as she resumed making their meal for that night. Danny returned to the room in his invisible state, watching the small girl as she took several more drinks of her water. Taking the device, making it invisible too, he left the room.

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Danny and Tucker sat on his bed, the halfa staring at the device with worry and fear. He worried about what it held, but at the same time he feared what it said as well. The look on Sam's face had said it all. She had been afraid to reveal any more to the pair of them, something that spoke volumes as to how uncomfortable she had felt about whatever she was hiding and he had a suspicion that it had to do with what he and Jazz had been talking about that morning. A knock sounded at the door before either could push a button. Tucker wanted to know what had happened and yet he too was afraid to know how bad it had been for the small girl. She had been just as Danny had described her. She was small and skittish, like a newborn kitten finding herself in a new home without the comforts of knowing the people who towered above her.

Hiding the device under the sheets, the boys were surprised to see Jazz in the doorway. She closed the door, locking it before coming to stand before them. "So, you recorded her speaking to mom, didn't you?" She didn't sound upset with them, just curious so they nodded, pulling the device back out to show her. "Have you listened to it yet?" This time they shook their head. She sat down next to Danny, taking the device from his hands before rewinding it to the beginning. Once it clicked she pushed 'play', the sound of Sam crying softly playing in the room.

"My parents, um, well, took me to parties where prospective... " They listened to her talk, some of it having heard for themselves, but then her voice grew even more upset as she continued to speak, words that had been spoken when they had left the room. "He-e to-ouched me." Danny's eyes narrowed. Who had touched the girl? Who had made her sound like she was disgusted with herself. When it was revealed by their mother that it had been the father, Danny felt his body go cold, but her next words made all three of them turn green. "He stuck-k his fingers-s-s..."

"What the fuck?" Tucker growled, though his stomach was turning over at the words, the fear and the disgust in the small teen's voice making him feel violent. Jazz felt the same way, her own stomach rolling around at the images in her mind of what the young female had gone thru. As it continued to play she could see what was happening, her worried gaze on her brother who was now shaking in his anger, the once blue eyes now green as he heard her talk about how her father had not only touched her, but had forced her to reciprocate such things on his own body. His mother's words made him even more angry, not because of what she had said necessarily, but because of how Sam had felt about herself. She was mad at her own body for betraying her, for feeling good when she had felt anything but that way in the moment that she had been violated.

Slamming his fist on the machine to silence it he returned his sister's gaze. "Do you think he raped her?" he asked, his voice harsh. Jazz shook her head.

"With the way she speaks of herself like product, I doubt he would want to give them to another family without her virginity in tact. She would be considered damaged goods." That made him feel better, knowing that her father hadn't done the unthinkable, and yet, he was finding that he wanted to murder the male or worse, tear the male's genitalia off so he would fit the description of how his actions had portrayed him. He wasn't a man! Real men didn't lay fingers on a woman like that, nor did they touch young children, much less their child.

"Where was her mother when this was going on?" Blinking Danny realized that Sam had never spoken of her mother during this act that had been forced upon her, but he had a feeling that she was aware of the whole thing. Tucker looked to Jazz for an answer to his question. "You don't think she knew about it, do you?"

"I think she watched," the red head said with a shudder. Both males shot her a look. "Look at it this way. If her mother is aware of or even a part of the starvation and there when other people touch her child like that in public, it isn't a long shot that she herself allows her husband to," she gestured with a wave of her hand, unable to complete the thought as more images popped into her head. "I would guess that she doesn't participate in it, but is there to make sure he doesn't go too far."

"He already has!" Danny spat. Ice began to form on the bed, Jazz and Tucker jumping off to avoid getting frozen by his powers. "He shouldn't have touched her in that way!" His sister tried to get him to lower his voice, afraid that their parents would hear him or worse, that Sam would know that he knew. "Fuck that shit!" he growled. "They should all find themselves at the mercy of the Warden or even fucking Vlad for the shit they are doing to her!" Jazz could see the malice in his eyes, the flash of green that had tinted his eyes growing brighter before changing to red for a moment.

"Danny, if she hears you then you'd be doing more harm than good," Tucker stated, moving back as more ice moved off the bed and to the floor. "You might scare her away and then they would have her back." Closing his eyes with a sigh, the anger still boiling to a fevered pitch in his blood, he tried to make himself relax, but it wasn't working. He couldn't un-see the look of fear or un-hear the words she had spoken. He could see the image of her father standing over her as she cried out. With a growl of frustration and rage he left the room to head outside. He wanted a ghost to fuck up, to thrash until they were nothing but a stain on the sidewalk. Jazz looked to Tucker with worry.

"I can understand where he is coming from, but damn, I have never seen him that ticked off," she said. Tucker had to agree. His friend had been ticked off in the past, but this shit with Sam was bringing out emotions that were far more volatile then any other he had seen. "Those two should be ashamed of themselves, but they see it as normal since she is nothing more than property to them." The dark skinned male shook his head at that thought. He had heard that rich people were strange, but to think that they thought such thoughts or did such things was sickening to know.

"Dinner!" Maddie called from the other side of the door. The red head wondered how she would explain to her mother what had just transpired in her son's room. She could say that he was off hunting a ghost, but if he was still ticked off when he got back and couldn't hold it in, then their mother would know that he knew what had happened to Sam after she had wanted the male teens to leave them in private. Heading for the door she ushered the techno-geek downstairs with those worries running thru her mind.