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Chapter 7! :)

(A/N) Heyy guys! What's up? So here's chapter 7. It's REALLY GOOD! :) I love it! :D By the way, thank you guys! Your awesome. ;)

-Emily! <3

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My eyes flutter open, adjusting to the light beaming in from my window. Once again, Liam's arm has a firm grip around my waist. After trying to get out of the his grip numerous times, I finally succeed! I make my way to the bathroom and decide on a quick shower.

I do my thing. The whole 'washing hair, body, and shaving' routine. I hop out only to be greeted by the cold air on my bare body. CLOTHES!! I forgot to bring in clothes! How stupid am I!? I wrap my towel firmly around me and peer out the door to make sure Liam is still asleep. He is. I make a mad dash towards my dresser and grab some undergarments, sweats, and a tee. I make a sprint back to the door, locking it as I enter.

I change into my clothes and brush through my thick hair, leaving it to air dry. I brush my teeth, put on deodorant, and squirt some perfume on me. I lightly apply foundation, eye shadow, eye liner, and lipgloss. Making my makeup look perfect.

I walk back in my room and Liam is gone. I shrug and pick up my phone. 1 new text:

Come downstairs when your ready and we'll leave! -DaddyLiLi. :) xx

I giggle at his text signature. Wow, I giggled! This place has changed me for the better. I change into some more appropriate clothes. Some faded pink, skinny jeans, a blue tank top, with a pink over shirt that says 'loved', and blue toms to top it all off. I check my reflection in the mirror. My bruises aren't really visible, but if you were to look closely you can see them. My scars, well their there forever. I sigh. I grab my phone and walk downstairs.

Liam is waiting at the bottom. He says, "You ready, love?" I nod. He grabs his phone and keys and yells, "Boys, Emily and I are off!" I can hear them all yell 'ok' in unison.

We walk outside and hop into the van. I get so lost in thought on the way to where we're going. Thinking about everything. How life's been treating me, how I met so many nice people, and how great things have been going.

"Em, you ok?" Liam asks, interrupting my deep thoughts. I nod. I should talk. I really should. I should be thanking him for everything, giving me a place to live and treating me so great. Here I go, man I'm nervous! I haven't heard myself talk in forever, but anyway, I say, "Liam, thank you for everything." My voice is nothing like I remember. It's high pitch and my accent rings in my ears. Liam looks flabbergasted.

We stop at a red light and Liam looks over to me. Right when he's about to speak, a 18-wheeler comes directly towards us. I scream. Everything is slow motion from there. It approaches us and hits Liam's side the most. The impact is unbearable. The pain is over whelming. I manage to scream again, "DAD, NO! I'VE LOST TOO MANY IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN MY LIFE! PLEASE GOD, DON'T TAKE MY DAD!"

Everything hurts. My body aches and breathing suddenly becomes a struggle. I glance at the limb, motionless body lying across from me. My dad. Everything is blurry. I try to fight as much as I possibly can, but I just let darkness overtake my body.

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(A/N) Short and simple, yet very affective. It gets better, no worries! Don't kill me guys.. I just wanted the story to be good. Sorry! ~Emily. <3