Natasha Wilde has it hard.
Her mother died when she was 8 and her father abuses her. Now at 16 years old, she keeps herself sane by secretly competing in gymnastics tournaments, training in the gym at school.
When her neighbours finally take action...
I woke up the next morning after the best sleep I have ever had. I felt strong arms around me, I looked to the side to see Mason. I don't know why I told him everything but I just felt like I could trust him. I feel really stupid for asking him to stay last night.
I moved slightly and Mason tightened his grip. I repeated this over and over again until I can barely breathe. He starts to stir and I manage to say "Can't......breathe!"
He immediately lossens his grip and I gasp for air.
"I'm so sorry" he apologises.
"It's ok" I reassure him once I have my breath back.
"No, it's not! I was squishing you!" he exclaimed, looking horrified with himself.
I start laughing, I don't even know what I find funny, I just can't stop!
"Why are you laughing at me?" Mason questions, looking adorable with his face scrunched up in confusion.
"I...Don't...Know!" I choke out between laughs.
He starts laughing as well and soon we are both on the floor laughing our heads off.
A knock on the door interrupts us, the door open to reveal a very pissed off looking Carson "Can I talk to you for a minute Mason?"
"Ok"
Mason gets up and walks outside with Carson. I get up and press my ear against the door. I don't hear much of their conversation but I do hear the sentences "I called dibs", "Back off!" and "She's mine."
I wonder who they're talking about?
I look outside and see that it's really sunny, well obviously because it's California, so I go and pick something to wear. I walk into my closet and change into this:
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Satisfied with my appearance, I walk out of my closet. I walk out of my room to see that Mason and Carson have left. I decide to go exploring. I walk down the hall and I hear giggling coming from a room. I open the door to see Stephen and Luke playing in the coolest playroom I have ever seen. There was a huge climbing frame on one side and the other side was covered in toys. They sat in the middle of the room playing with some dinosaurs. I turn around and leave before I can disturb them.
I carry on walking and until I reach a bright red door. I open it and see the sickest game room in the world. There is a huge plasma screen Tv and every games console ever released underneath. There is a couch and table to hold all of the controllers.
OH WOW THEY'RE RICH!
I decide that I've had enough and go back to my room, when I get there I sit down in the hanging chair and just swing.
A few minutes later there was a tiny knock on the door. I opened and saw little Stephen standing there looking lost.
"Hey little guy!" I say, scooping him into my arms.
He giggles lightly before the lost look comes back "Where is everwybody, Tasha?" he asks in his cute little voice.
"I don't know little guy." I tell him.
"Oh, ok. Can I stay with you?" his little face lights up.
"Of course" I smile down at him.
He jumps and throws his arms around my neck " YAY!!!"
Me and Stephen play around for hours and he shows me how to use my new computer. He is very smart for a 4 year old. It gets late and Stephen asks if he can stay with me, I agree and after changing into our PJs we fall asleep.
