Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

Taken

Hi, I'm Gracelyn Isabella Elliot. I'm 10 years old and the younger daughter of Jade Thirlwall and Jed Elliot. My parents separated when I was 10 months. I have a big brother named Mohammed Matthew Elliot who is 14. I've been kidnapped by my dad.

⚠️Contains the very serious topics of child abuse ⚠️

Gracelyn's POV:
I'm currently in my daddy's house. I haven't seen Jordan or mama for the last 2 years. I wanna go home but my dad and some men won't let me.

"Morning brat" My daddy says as he walks in. "How did you sleep?"
"Good, sir" I respond.
"Now what did we learn yesterday?" He asks me.
"I can't remember, sir" I say honestly. He slaps me hard against the face.
"Four words: You don't disrespect me!" He shouts. "And you know what happens when you don't get something right?" I nod, holding back my tears. He grabs rope and ties my hands together. He grabs a belt, bends me over and whacks me as hard as he can.
"I WANT MY MOMMY!!!!!!" I scream.
"Well, you ain't ever seeing her again, b*tch!" He laughs.

A few days later:
Jade's POV:
The police have been searching for my ex husband Jed for the last 2 years now. And I receive the best news in the last 2 years : "they have found the location of Jed and my daughter." We are currently at the police station as the police have headed over to the location.

Meanwhile with Gracelyn:
My dad has done nothing but beat me this morning. I'm in so much pain, I have loads of scars and bruises up and down my body.
"Sir, the police are outside" A man tells my father.
"Well, I know who they are for. Grab the guns!" My dad responds. He leaves me there and I proceed to hear a load of gunfire outside but eventually I hear the door open and a lady runs over to me.
"Gracelyn, darling. Are you okay?!" The lady asks me and I shake my head. "We have caught your father and he is off to prison. You are safe now, angel" She says and lifts me up and out the house. I get checked out by a group of doctors and then is transported to the police station where I finally see my mama. I run up to her and give her a massive hug whilst crying tears of joy.
"You don't understand how much I have missed you, princess" Mam says with tears streaming down her face.
"You are safe now, sis." Mohammed reassures me. He's right, after 2 years of abuse from my father, I'm now safely back at home with my mam and older brother.

Back at home: When we walk through the door, I see a man in the living room holding the hands of a little girl.
"Jordan, come over here." Mam says and this Jordan walks over with whom I assume is his daughter. "Meet my little girl Gracelyn. Gracie, this is your stepdad Jordan. He is nothing like your biological dad. Right, Mo?" Mo nods.
"And who's the little girl?" I question.
"This is your new 11 month old half sister Amara Gracelyn Stephens." Jordan tells me. And I smile as I've always wanted a little sister.
"You are no longer Gracelyn  Isabella Elliot, you are now Gracelyn Isabella Stephens. Welcome back home, princess." Mam tells me and I smile knowing that my real dad is never gonna be in my life again.