Time must've flied by fast because now it is 9:58. I come back inside and explore my closet because well, I'm bored. I push back and see my box of razors. It's a square box sitting in the back but I'm not paying attention to that. I'm paying attention to the door behind it. I open the knob and crawl in. The once small space now starts to widen and get larger enough space for me to stand in fact. It leads to a small room connected only to my room. This is a good place to hide. I think to myself. I take my box of razors, my old suitcase and journal back here. I'm going to use this as a panic room why not make it comfortable. I check the time again. 10:19. Might as well check and see if anyone's awake. I walk downstairs and see that only Liam and Zayn are awake. Zayn is outside and once I notice what he's doing I cringe. Liam must've seen and noticed me cringing because he asked.
"Good morni- hey whats wrong?" I point outside in the direction of a smoking Zayn. He follows my finger and see's Zayn smoking a cigarette. "I know right I wish he didn't smoke," He says.
"Yeah that's how my mom died she smoked and got lung cancer I don't want the same thing to happen to him," I explain not giving the full story. My old dad smokes too he burned my skin using the cigarette.
"Sorry," He whispers. I simply nod in response and go to the kitchen to make some breakfast for myself. I follow the directions on the toaster waffle package and place the cooked one on my plate. After eating I change my clothing and, after time, the rest of the boys wake up.
"Rachel, today me and the boys are going to be at an interview we are trusting you not to burn the house down while we are gone. Bye see you later." Niall says and kisses my forehead. I wave good bye as the boys leave. I'm home alone what to do? I ask myself. I guess I'll go on the internet. Niall created a twitter account for ,e the other day and the fans all know about it. It only have one photo of me as the profile picture and the background as the boys. I look and see what people are tweeting about me.
@OneDirectionBeBoss : Omg! like Rachel is so ugly I mean y did the boys even pic her ewww!!!1
@Umm1D: EWW! you're such a slut for living with MY boys I mean like no they're mine stawp.
@Harrybemahbaee: Um are you even a person. Gross. you look like something in a horror movie that died. WHy you be so ugly i'm much prettier
(A|N these are not real accounts and if they are sorry)
The list went on and on on hate I ran upstairs and got a blade. I ran back down so I have something to clean up what I'm about to do. I run the blade slowly over my wrist cutting in very deep. I keep doing this until my wrist is grabbed by the one and only Harry Styles everybody.
"What the hell!! I thought we told you not to do this anymore Rachel! You need to learn when to listen to us and stop being a stupid bitch by not listening!" He screams at me.(Sorry I'm making Harry seem like a jerk I'm just using it for the story) My bottom lip quivers and the tears flow down my cheeks. I grab what I was going to use to clean up my cuts and ran away. This must be what my sister was talking about. I do what she told me and follow where my heart wants me to go. Just as she told me I found where me and Sally talked in my dream. I sit down and start cleaning my cuts when I pass out.
When I wake up I am inside the hospital. What? How did I get here. I look to my side and see a woman around 19 years old sitting by me.
"How did get here?" I ask my voice hoarse and dry.
"I brought you here I found you bleeding and pass out so I brought you. My name's Julia by the way," she says and shakes my hand.
"My name's Rachel, can I get some water or something?" I ask.
"Oh yeah I needed to get the doctor anyways," she says and leaves the room. I'm left in complete and utter silence until the doctor and Julia come in, Julia containing a water bottle. She gives me the water bottle as the doctor starts talking.
"Hello I'm Dr.Marshal I'm the one who's been inspecting your cuts. Can you please tell me how this happened?" He asked. I tell him about everything up until the point I passed out. "Well it's normally not allowed but considering how things are for you I could let Julia sign the papers to release you," he offers.
"I would like that thank you," I reply politely. He gives the papers to Julia and she signs them. Me and her walk out of the hospital and she takes me to her car.
"What do you want to do? Call your caretakers or stay with me for a bit?" she asked. I think for a bit the boys are most likely worried but I don't want to go back just yet.
"I'll stay with you for a bit," I say and off we went to her flat.
*Harry's POV*
You need to learn when to listen to us and stop being a stupid bitch by not listening!" I was fuming I just walked in to grab my phone and what I find, Rachel deeply cutting herself. A few seconds later she runs out no words said. Should I chase her? I don't know she seems really either mad at me or just plain sad. I don't know I guess II'll just let her cool off.
It's been a few hours after the interview and me and the boys are still searching for her when we hear the sound of Rachel crying from an alley.
A|N muahaha I am evil leaving you with a huge cliffy that is the reason for the short chapter I am an evil bunny.
Byeeeee- OneDirectionsStar
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Adopted By One Direction
FanfictionRachel. The 13 year old orphan with a story to tell but she doesn't tell anyone the story. But when she gets adopted by one direction will she be forced to tell her story or will she continue keeping all the years of pain to herself?
