Broken Pieces (Riverdale #2) Read Online Free Page A

now he wondered why he never realized it after knowing her all these years.  He always had paid close attention to Sam, even when she was a teenager and she thought he ignored her. As he made his way towards Luke, he realized something. Maybe more of Sam changed than he had thought. It had been seven years, after all, she had done a lot of growing up in that time. He was playing off the Sam he left behind all those years ago, not taking a moment to learn about the Sam that he had missed out on getting to know. Maybe that was the problem, maybe that’s why she hated him so damn much.
    “Hey hot shot, nice of you to grace us with your presence.”  Luke said sarcastically as he polished a new rim for the car he had been busy working on since early this morning.
    Nick scratched at the stubble of hair along his jaw, making a mental note that he needed to shave badly. “Did you know your sister doesn’t like being called Sam?” Nick asked.
    Luke shook his head. “I should’ve known this had to do with her.” He rubbed his face tiredly. “What’re you talking about? That’s her name.”
    Nick looked at him thoughtfully for a moment. “No, her name is Samantha.” He waited for Luke to acknowledge the difference and when he didn’t Nick felt the need to explain. “She'd rather be called Samantha instead of Sam.”
    “She’s twenty-five she decides this now?” Luke shook his head and continued with his work. After a few moments he lifted his eyebrows at Nick, who still stood pondering his revelation. “Look you and Sam, excuse me Samantha, can go over the name thing. She’ll be here any minute.”
    “What is she coming here for?” He wondered if she had told Luke about last night. What could she truly tell her brother?  It wasn’t like she remembered much. She must be coming for her phone he thought.
    “The test results are in for the bone marrow match.” Luke said solemnly.
    Nick raised an eyebrow. That was great news. He himself had been tested the same day Luke had. He wasn’t a match, but that was no surprise. The doctors had informed them that usually a sibling was the perfect donor. “That’s great. Are you the match?”
    Luke shrugged his shoulders and took a deep breath. “I don’t know.” He ran his fingers through his hair roughly. “The results came in yesterday. He’s on his way with Sam and Cara now.” He shook his head. “He wants to open the results together. You know what I’m afraid of finding? That neither me nor Sam will be a match.” He looked over his friend. “I need to be a match for him.” He pointed to his head. “For my own piece of mind, I need to be able to help him.”
    Nick folded his arms and studied Luke’s anguished face. They’d been friends for over two decades. He knew the severity of the situation. Luke was a fixer, he was the responsible one. If he couldn’t find the remedy for the problem, he tortured himself until he did. “The doctor said it would more than likely be one of you.”
    Luke nodded. “I know, and I guess if I’m not the match and Sam is, then I’ll still be relieved.” He leaned against the car, and looked back at Nick. “I’ve never been more scared in my life. Not even when Marie, told me she was pregnant.” He laughed at himself mockingly. “I should say not even when she took off and left me to raise Ava by myself. Anything I’ve had to overcome would be nothing compared to the thought of losing my brother.”
    “He’s going to make it through this Luke. One of you will be a match.” He walked over to Luke and squeezed his shoulder. Luke merely nodded and Nick fought to find the words that would ease his pain. He wasn’t good with words, he found himself better at being a man of actions. Lucky for him, Cara pulled up before he could figure out some outrageous gesture to prove Luke of Jake’s wellbeing.
     
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    Of course he would manage to make it to work. At the rate this day was going, Sam started to wonder