Alone *One Direction Fanfic*

Chapter 1

The day replayed in my head many times. I still never have gotten passed what happened. It was wedged into the back of my head with no means of leaving. My life changed forever that day, and I felt my self getting teared up.

~FLASHBACK~

I walked up to my front steps. I checked the mailbox but the mailman was late once again. I sighed as I kneeled down to rummage through my backpack for my keys. My patience was limited so I began to shake my purse to only discover a jingle. I located my keys and unlocked my front door.

A cold breeze swept right passed me as I opened the door. It was colder than usual and the tension of my house seemed terrifying. I began to take a few steps within my house. I waited for something to pop out. Nothing did. I walked to my room and passed numerous pictures framed aligning the walls. I opened my bedroom door and felt a hand clasp over my mouth. My heart dropped as the grip got tighter. I squealed as loud as I possibly could, while trying to process what was happening. I tried to look at who was my captor but had failed. I began to try and bite the man's hand with no luck.

I peered down at the hand and saw blood. I gasped. He began to drag me down the hallway towards my parents bedroom. My heart pounded as realization hit. My parents are home at this time. I tried my best to refuse where he was taking me by attempting to drag my feet and kick helplessly into the air. As we entered a room he forcefully pushed me into a chair. The chair I recognized as our own. I looked to my right and there sat my mom. Her brown hair was all matted and tangled. Her face had slight injuries and she was tied up. I began to scream until I felt a rag of some sort slide into my mouth. The ends were tied to the back of my head. Suddenly as I tried to run our captor lunged for me and secured me to my seat. My heart dropped once again I looked to my left and saw my dad the exact same way. I felt horrible, scared, and defeated. I felt like this was the end.

A dark chuckle came from behind.

"Well well well," a raspy cold dark voice said, "looks like you are in for a treaaaat." he said droning on the word treat. I shuddered.

He slid the chair I was in to face my parents. I wanted to escape and come back with help, but how? I finally got a good look at the man as he walked in front of me. He was tall and a bit heavy. He had dark hair and lots of scars and tatoos. I felt scared and I needed to try my best to remain calm and think straight. He walked over to my helpless mother and began to stroke her hair.

He laughed. "No need to be scared. I can make this go very quickly. No toture." He kneeled down and whispered something in her ear. Her eyes buldged.

"No need to be so tense. Like I said, I can make this end quickly. I can. But I'm not going to." He announced.

I began to feel tears being released. He snapped his head towards me.

"Oh... you want your mommy and daddy right? Well they don't want you so look at this as a favor." He smiled revealing his yellow teeth.

I was praying. Praying to God nothing will happen. Hoping the police would run in any second. They didn't.

The man reached into his pocket and revealed a long, and sharp knife. This is it. This is how we will die. If I had to die, so be it but I will be no one's toy.

He walked over to my mom and he did something that would always, always, always haunt me. He stabbed her. I tried to scream, I kicked, I tried to get out of my chair but I couldn't. My heart shatter as I watch him destory her and I could do nothing. Not one thing. (A.N. see what I did there c; ) Sparing myself the details he began to walk over to my dad, leaving her lifeless body dangling. I couldn't process anything. I couldn't move. Nothing.

As he neared my dad he did the same thing as he turned to me with a smile.

~ END OF FLASHBACK ~

My name is Kai. I'm 18 years old and I have no parents. How I escaped that man? I don't know. I just did. He had taken everything I ever had. Just like that. When I was discovered by the police I had no where to go. No family left. So they sent me to an Orphanage. I was 13 when the day my parents were murdered right in front of me. I spent 5 years in that disgusting Orphanage. They told me no one wanted me. That I was crap. I had no education but yet I knew what I needed to do as soon as I became an adult. Leave.

So thats what I did. All I ever knew after the incident was that terrible orphanage. I hated it there. They beat me and I never fought back. I was too scared to fight back. I kept everything to myself. The day I left, I went without turning back. I was now walking down an alley before I realized I was hungry. Although it was dark out there had to be something open. To my luck I saw a Mc Donald's ahead. I was about to open the door but suddenly I a hand cover my mouth and began to drap me into the dark abyss.