Moving in with the Davidson boys

Chapter 22- And then they disappear

Sitting in my room waiting to be aloud out of my room, the one I've grown to hate. I've been locked in fir a couple of days now no food or water has been given to me. If it wasn't for the half bottle of water in my bag and another in my school bag I would surely already be dead. I couldn't escape my room, I was unfortunate enough to have no window and the door to be locked and something extremely heavy blocking it, which means no way out. If I had just got rid of the thought that it was all my fault that they died. 'It's all your fault' the voices of my parents changed in my head yet again "it wasn't my fault" I screamed back to make it stop but with no amends. If I hadn't been shocked enough to believe my parents when they told me that my grandparents are dead and it's all my fault, I wouldn't have excepted that last punch my father hit me with. I wouldn't be weak right now I would be able to leave this situation and not be getting weaker. 'Your a weak, worthless, slutty brat' my dad spat the voices said that was the last thing my dad told me before shooting right through my heart. The agony. Beyond belief. I screamed as the thoughts kept reminding me of all the horrible in my life. Still trapped in my room, no way to escape. Suddenly my parents arrived, my mother slapping me across my face 'you whore' she screamed my father then pulled her back me being naive and young thought he was helping me. Slam. I hit the wall, my body crumbling to the floor back aching. "No stop" I screamed Big heavy boots began trampling on top of my tiny body of my 3 year old self. They all disappeared me still in the room. A stabbing pain erupted from the back of my neck. Blood oozed out. Screaming to deaf ears. Falling to the ground. My parents quickly disappear and in came my neighbour a little old lady. Yet again left in my empty in my room feeling so dehydrated my door suddenly opened to show my parents my mother came forward yanking my hair stinking of alcohol I looked up at my father his pupils dilated. Drugs. He punched me in the face cracking my jaw next came the knife. I was right he pulled out a kitchen knife from his pockets and cut all over my body. Blood oozing. Dizziness. Sick. My parents disappeared me still in his sick room. Bang. The door opens and a knife enters my stomach cutting all the way down. I screamed and screamed.

Feeling something cold hit my face I shot up. Opening my eyes I realise it was all a dream. No. Not a dream. In no way is that a dream more of a recollection of some of the shit I've been through. I finally noticed the collection of worried faces in front of me. I looked at them all Sofia,standing beside Noah and Owen, Ryder, Arron, Sammy, Casper, Jake, Jace and Sonny sitting on my bed. How the hell did they al fit there, there like hulks. I don't know. All the other boys sitting on the floor at my side. I raised my eyebrow at them and looked down at myself to see me drenched in water, in my Calvin underwear. I went to pull the duvet up to cover myself but it was drenched In water I looked around to see who chucked the water in me forgetting that I'm only in my underwear in front of 20 odd boys plus the two men at my door. I finally see the bucket chucked on the ground at the other side of my room. Smart person I could just look at my cctv anyway. Harry finally brought me out of my thoughts "what was it about?" "Just little things" to which Sammy scoffed at my response "you were screaming and we could here you from the movie room." "what age were you?" Harry asked obviously realising my discomfort. "It was just clips- you know what fuck it" I said "Sofia can you take them two out you won't want them to hear it and them" I said gesturing to the other twenty boys in the room "can stay if they want" I replied she nodded and left with the two boys, while the others stayed obviously interested. "Can someone pass me that jumper" I asked gesturing to my Victoria Secret Pink jumper. Lucas grabbed it and chucked it at me. I caught it and put it on over my undies.

I looked around the room then to Harry "So?" I asked wondering what to say. "Are you sure your okay with them being here" he asked referring to the boys that. We're now sitting on my bed each in a different angle so the other could fit but somehow still giving me enough room. "Well, they'll find out soon enough anyway" I said shrugging. Harry nodded sitting at the edge of the bed next to me "so what was it about?" He asked which caught everyone in the rooms attention more. "Well, it was snip bits, I was always in my room of a couple of months ago when I was locked up" I said not looking to see anyone's faces and carried on "It started off with all the thoughts about my grandparents and them beating me up and me not doing anything from shock and to not let get of my innocent and weak image. My father came forward punched me but before I could hit the glass they disappeared. Yet again left alone in that locked room, dehydrated and weak." I said them looked at Harry who's face gave no emotions, he nodded for me to carry on. " words that they told me when I was four kept spinning around in my head then all of a sudden I was at the last day I saw them before they went to jail, well at least till this year hadn't seen them. He screamed at me then shot me in the heart." I said I heard some different reactions but ignored them not daring to look at anyone's faces. "Yet again they disappeared me being in that horrid room with no light, some how my mother appeared and slapped my face, him pulling her away then me slamming the ground,then being trampled upon. That was the first time when I was three" I took a big breath " everything disappeared and I was in that room, when I was stabbed in my neck they quickly left and my neighbour the little old lady arrived. But everything disappeared but me still in that dreaded room" I can tell the boys aren't reacting well to all this but I know I need to keep going " when they both walked back in, I was now no longer the toddler but a couple months ago it was the day they finally opened the door again, anyway in walked my mother and father. My mother grabbed my hair of course me being weak, from loss of blood, dehydrated and starving. I did nothing. My father punched me on the jaw cracking it and then brought out the kitchen knife slashing me with it all over. With blood everywhere. Both were drunk and high on drugs. They quickly disappeared" I said then inhaled an enormous breath and continued. "But as quickly as they left in came the two bastards and one came forward cutting right through my stomach, then I got covered in water" I said with a laugh st the end I finally looked at everyone. They all had there emotions covered with a blank face while looking at me, I raised my eyebrow and all there walls came down. Worry, shock, anger, curiosity, pity and many more. " right first off knock pity out of you or I will for you" I said coldly and they all quickly got rid off all the pity, with no trace of it in anyone's eyes. " so nothing about Red Devil's" " nope not had a nightmare bout them since I was ten" I said shrugging "who were those people?" Lucas asked "my parents and the other two, well you'll find out soon enough." "Do you want to join movie night with us there's tons of spare blankets" Arron asked and all the boys nodded "sure I mean, I can't exactly go to bed" I said referring to the puddle on my bed luckily I had dried off so I didn't need to change. The boys chuckled and all got off the bed I stood up on my bed walking till the end of it Ryder holding onto one hand and Arron the other and jumped off they both put there arms around me and we walked to the movie room.

The boys all walked in and I sat down between Arron and Sonny. I leaned on Arron's lap and put my legs across Sonny's and we were all covered in blankets while watching southpaw cause who the fuck don't like it!!

When the film eventually finished we were all still awake and turned on fast and furious but none of us watched it all to busy in thought. I felt a large hand touch me and saw Arron playing with my hair I gave him a slight smile which he returned then looked back at the movie which left me thinking.
People can hear you, maybe in the middle of the night whimpering in pain, maybe in broad daylight screaming at whatever is going on. But they chose to simply ignore you as if nothing is going on, as if life is perfect. Maybe it's the part that I failed at something in my case school, but because people know you failed they suddenly don't care. For me this has been my life but I'm hoping that for once I might be heard even when I'm not in my leather jacket. I guess it's the way a person looks at you whether they like you or not, for me some people hate me because of being Arabella, the failure, the weak, the pointless. Then you look at Bella, talented, strong, brave, dangerous, feared, the person everyone talks about and is scared of. Both are me, and I will not change for anyone.

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