Adopted By One Direction

Back to the past

I didn't dare move. His hand felt like a huge weight on my shoulders. He smelt of a mixture of alcohol and drugs. Same old I guess. But why is she out of prison so early? I thought I was safe.

Where is everyone? It seems as if it's only me and him here right now. And in all honesty, I'm scared as fuck right now. My heart rate accelerated as I thought about what night happen. I can't go back to the past. I can't relive what happened before. No.

I cautiously inched forward in the very slim chance of getting away from his grasp. His hand held my small shoulder tighter, bruising my skin.

"How about we go for a little walk, yeah?" His voice sounding sickly sweet.

I shook my head, still not turning to face him.

"I'm sorry sweetie but you don't have a choice." He spat at me as he led me out of the hospital. What was I doing? Why wasn't I attempting to run away?!

All of a sudden my body lurched forward in attempt of getting away. It was pointless. He grabbed my wrist and held on tightly.

"I see you haven't learnt from your mistakes." I could hear the anger rising in his voice. Shit.

He yanked me to his van. Does this not seem the least but suspicious to ANYONE?! He opened the van doors and pushed me inside, him following behind me.

"Please..." I held back a sob. I was surprised when I heard my own voice. It sounded so... so... broken.

"Please what?" He laughed in my face. I knew what he wanted to do.

"Why are you doing this?" I whispered.
All the courage and strength that I had built up inside me vanished. I was once again that vulnerable little girl. The one that had nothing to live for. Except this time... I have the boys. My brothers. I can't do this to them.

"Let me go!" I screamed.

"Shut up!" He started to tie my feet. I kicked him in the face, and he became really angry.

"Don't you dare fucking hit me!" He snarled before slapping me across the cheek. The strong stinging sensation made me yelp in pain. I struggled for freedom but it was useless. He held a cloth forcefully against my mouth, and I soon escaped into darkness...

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I woke up on a dirty floor. The once white carpet, was filled with dirt and stains. I took in my surrounding as I slowly came to my senses. I was in my old bedroom. The worn out wooden chest draw was still in the corner. The damp ceiling sticking out. My little bed was pushed against the wall. I didn't even sleep in that bed much. The wood on the bed was rotting slowly. I stared at the door. Was it locked?

I slowly got up, suddenly being knocked over with pain. I can't remember what happened to me before, but I think I had an idea.

Trying my best to ignore the burning pain, I crawled over to the door. I reached up for the handle and pushed down slowly, praying it was unlocked.
I heard a satisfying click and my heart was beating rapidly. Was this my chance of escape?

I ever so quietly got up, and took a step out of the room. I looked around quickly to see if he was anywhere in sight. Nope no sign of him.

I took the first step on the staircase and gently took another. I finally made my way downstairs, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I walked towards the front door, and grabbed hold of the handle and twisted it to the right....

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There ya go! It's really short, but like yeah.

Okay, I'm not feeling the greatest so you might not see a lot of me now...

But anyways...

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