Brave - FanFic CHIM/CHERYL COLE

Part 20

Julie's POV

I just sat there staring at nothing really. A forest you could call it, I wasn't in the mood for company. I kept having flashbacks of my past

"Your parents don't even love you! that's why they gave you up!" my foster brother told me

"You don't know that!!" I said about to let all my emotions out

"Yeah I do! where are they then?" he asked and I let the first tear drop fall

It was the first time I had ever thought about my parents and where they would be and what they would be doing. I was 6 at the time. Innocence lost. And my world was filled with abuse and self hatred. I wished I was dead.

"You shut your mouth and finish the dishes! you're no child of mine! no one wanted you, not even your parents"

It was true. My parents didn't want me.. why do I deserve to be loved?

"You think because you came from a foster home you deserve special treatment? No one will ever love you"

Every night I would wonder and dream that maybe I would meet my parents and they would love me, I'd dream that they would be somewhere out there looking for me, and praying for me to come home. But that wasn't the case was it? I'd decided to finish my walk and somehow I ended up infront of an Ice Cream parlor. Maybe something sweet to get my mind off of everything. I walked in a sat on the stool that was available on the bar

"What can I get for you kiddo?" the man asked cheerfully and I figured he saw I was a bit down

"Looks like you'll be needing our special for the day? maybe that'll cheer you up" he smiled warmly and I nodded. He went and made me the biggest ice cream treat I had ever seen. 5 scoops of chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, pistachio, and cookie dough ice cream topped with chocolate, Carmel, sprinkles, whipped cream, peanuts and 6 cherries on top

"Thank you" I said with a smile for the first time today

"Would you like a bit of advice?" he asked leaning against the counter as I began to devour the ice cream

"I don't think you'd have any for my problem" I said with a mouthful of ice cream

"Give it a try.. go on" he said

"I found out who my mum was today" I said sadly

"Did you not like who it was?" he asked full of interest

"Well-- it's not that. she lied" I said looking down at the bowl

"What do you mean?" he asked

"She hid it from me.. that's all" I shrugged not really wanting to tell my life story to a stranger I had just met

"Maybe she was only doing it to protect you" he suggested thoughtfully and I just shook my head disagreeing with him

"Do you have any kids?" I asked trying to change the subject

"Aye I do, 2 girls and a boy that's going to give me a stroke sooner or later" he said making me laugh

"How old are they?" I asked

"One of my girls is 15 and the other is 12 and my boy is 17" he said proudly and I could see he was a proud father

"They must be lucky to have you" I said with a sad smile

"Just as lucky you are to have found your mum" he said

"Tell me about your kids" I said changing the subject once again. He went on to tell me stories about his kids from when they began to walk, up until his daughters entrance to high school. Telling me how scared he was but never showed it.