Scars

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Pain. Blood. Bruises. Scars. You wake up screaming in your uncomfortable bed. Thats the only thing you could think of since you have realize what today was.

Today was the day when your parents dropped you off, At Mrs.Campbell's orphanage. You were abused for 10 years. Today was also your birthday. You just turned 15. 'Much Joy', you thought.

"Get up you worthless piece of shit! " yelled Mrs.Campbell. You never liked her. She treated everyone like royalty. Then, there was you. She repeated afterword, "Someone is here to adopt you! We will see back here in a hour!" She growled.

You were trouble. She was right. You always were back before curfew. You went down wearing a gray jumper that said "Sarcasm" and black jeans.

You put on a black snapback and grabbed your F/C skateboard. You were a tomboy. You always thought that girly people were stuck up. Except for this one girl in the orphanage who was the only nice one. Besides, most of the girls at the orphanage were all girly. You went down stairs and saw 4 boys. 1 had black hair and look asian. The other 1 had red hair and looked like a punk. You liked him already. Then there was one with a lip ring and the other 1 had curly hair. All the other girls you hated were surrounding them.

They all came up to me and asked me what my name was. "Y/N" you said. The curly hair one came up to you and said "Im going to be your new dad." You shrugged. 'We'll see.' You thought. You weren't going trust anyone anymore. You weren't going to fall into their trap. You have been hurt to many times.

They told you to go pack your stuff. You got your F/c suitcase and put your notepad, your secret box of blades, your stuffed elephant, and your favorite book.

They escorted you into their limo. You were said in-between punk boy and lip ring. Lip ring broke the silence by saying "Do you know our names?" you nodded my head no. Were you supposed to? "Ok well thats Michael" he said, pointing to Punk boy. "Thats Ashton" he said pointing to curly head. "Thats Calum" he said pointing to asian. "And Im Luke." he finished.

You nodded. 'At this point their names were going to be useless' you thought. You guys arrived at a big house surrounded by trees. 'Time to start my plan' you thought.

You acted like you were heading to the front door. Then you ran past them and into the woods. 'Freedom' you thought. 'I need to be free' you thought. You ran as fast as your skinny legs could take. You heard Ashton yell "Y/n Stop!" You kept running they were catching up.

You tripped over a rock. You couldn't take it anymore. The pain. The abuse. So you just sat there. Crying. Until you heard footsteps. Ashton, probably. Then you heard the sound of leaves crunch next to you.

You cried into his chest. 'He smelled good' You thought. 'I sound like a stalker' you thought. Then you heard the other boys come. You guys just sat their for a while. You were falling asleep on Ashton's shoulder.

You felt him pick you up bridal style. You guessed that you were going shopping tomorrow for your room. You felt him put you on the couch. You cuddled into the warm fleece blanket that he gave you.

*LE TIME SKIP TO MORNING* You woke up and the bright sun shined into your eyes. You saw only three boys in the kitchen. You assumed Mikey was asleep. You walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Ashton put two pancakes in front of you. You said "Wheres Mikey?" They looked at you for a minute. Then Luke said "You can try to wake him up, but all who try fail!" You giggled.

You walked up the huge staircase and walked around because you had no idea where things are. You came across 4 doors and knocked on the one with a M on it. No response. You walked in. You saw a lump on the bed. You jumped on the bed and you heard him moan. "GET UP!" you yelled.

After 5 minutes of bugging him he finally got up. You and Mikey walked into the kitchen and the boys looked at you in surprise. You just laughed. *LE TIME SKIP TO SHOPPING* First you walked into your favorite store. You saw a whole section of just black clothes.

You bought most of them. (A/n : I will put a list of what they bought so LE TIME SKIP). Then you walked by the hair salon. You gasped.


A/N: OK! That was the longest Chapter I have ever wrote. I thought It was pretty good. NOT! Like oops. Ok I'm from the future and its cringe help.



































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