July 2nd 1991
Artemis:
"Artemis....Artemis we're here." Emily, my social worker says, I step out of the car and look around my new foster parents house, everything looks worn and tattered, I sign This is just going to be like all the others, I think to myself. I sling my backpack over my shoulder and fiddle with my crescent moon silver necklace, a while ago I got it checked and found out it's pure silver, Emily says it's the only thing that I had on me when I was found outside the police station 10 years ago.
"Artemis?"
"Yes, Emily?" I say looking up at her,
"Are you going by Artemis Remus still?" She asks with no judgment, but it still bothers me.
"Yes" I snap then realising how rude that sounded and I am filled with guilt, "Sorry"
"I know," Emily says as she walks up to the door and knocks, "I'm sorry too,"
T/W AHEAD
"Please stop" I cry after I feel another painful kick to my ribs,
"I don't think you've learned your lesson yet," Tim says looking me straight in the eyes,
"No, I have I swear" I plead as he lands a punch to my stomach, white pain blinds me as tears leave my eyes. I lose count of how many times I have been kicked, punched, and cut when he finally lets me go I run straight to the room I am staying in, the room is small, a single bed sits in the middle, and a wardrobe on the side. I limp to my black backpack and open the middle pocket and pull out the alcohol wipes, numbing cream, and bandages. I limp across the dusty hall to the bathroom, I lock the door and turn around letting myself fall to the ground. Sobs escape me as I pull up my top and see the large purple bruises covering my ribs. I wince as I rub the numbing cream on and then wrap the bandages around my stomach where there is a huge cut. I force myself to stand up and walk to the mirror and clean the cuts that sit on my cheek from Tim's rings. I gently let my figure graze over it and the cut disappears, I lift my shirt again and do the same thing to my bruises and cut but nothing happens. More tears fall as all I can think is Just like everwhere else. Why me, what have I ever done? A screaming comes from down stairs just as I finish,
"OI BITCH GET DOWN HERE AND CLEAN THIS MESS!" Tim yells,
"Yes, Sir." I say in response and put my stuff away and limp down stairs, as I grab the cleaning stuff from the cupboard I feel my hair get tugged upward and yelp escapes me.
"I don't want a single trace of blood you got it?" he slurs obviously drunk, as he pull my hair tighter,
" Yes, Sir." I say, then I'm dropped back to the floor, Tim stumbles back to the couch and starts yelling football game on the TV.
I finished cleaning and walked back up the stairs careful not to make a noise. I open the door to the room and pull out the phone Emily gave me,
Me: It happened again.
Emily: I'm so sorry I try everytime not to make you the first person to go to these homes
Me: I know please come get me
Emily: I'll be there first thing I promise.
Me: Pinky swear
Emily: Pinky swear
I put my phone away so Tim doesn't see it and crawl into the bed hoping this all goes away as I dream of a woman with red hair and emerald eyes, a man with messy black hair, another man with black hair, silver eyes and a man with light brown hair and caremal eyes all smiling down at me.
Harry
"MUM ITS HAPPENING AGAIN!" I yell from my room as I curl up on my bed feeling like I'm being stabbed as I let a few tears fall
"Here Harry drink this" Mum says while pouring what I know is Dreamless Sleep down my throat, as the world fades into black I can't help but think why is this happening to me?
A/N This is my longest chapter by far and I hope you guys enjoyed it also Emily is the person who social serves assigned to Artemis when she was first found. What does everyone think so far?
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