My mom used to tell me about the dangers of love, she and my dad broke up when I was young and she filled my mind with how much love hurts. From that day on, I blocked out anything about love, I didn’t love anyone.
At the age of 8, my mom was in an accident. People I don’t think she knew were bawling and me, I was fine. My mom taught me not to love, anyone. I was put in foster care and I slowly began to love again.
After a year, I had been adopted by, what seemed a happy couple at first, but really, they were emotionally abusive. I called the cops on them, I was taken back to the black whole of an orphanage where I was just that kid who got adopted and was brought back again and again.
After what seemed like 1000 years, someone came along, who I did eventually love. She was older than me by 10 years, at the time she came, I was 10, and she had just turned 20. She came to work at this place.
I watched her work. She was tall, skinny and didn’t even half to try to look pretty. One day, when I was in my room alone, she came in. I was crying, that day was the anniversary of my mother’s death. She watched me for a few minutes before coming in and wrapping an arm around me. I was the youngest teen in the orphanage and I had no one. I remember her whipping my tears from my cheeks with her thumb and stroking my head while I stared off in the distance.
After a while, Jessi got fired, apparently she was too close to me. I cried when she left and I hated it without her. When Jesse’s 21st birthday came around, I heard the door open and Jesse’s voice. I didn’t bother to go down; I thought it was just my mind again. There was a knock at the door and I cried a WHAT?! Jessi stepped in with a blonde boy, almost the same age as her. “JESSI!” I yelled and ran over to her.
She told me to pack my bags, she was adopting me, alongside the blonde who eats a lot, Niall Horan…
TWO YEARS LATER
“Katie! GET YOUR BUTT OUT OF BED!” I heard Jessi yell from the door. I groaned and threw my head under a pillow. “Katie…” She warned. I quickly looked at my iPod. 11:34 am, it was Saturday. I ignored her yelling, shaking and screaming for a few minutes. I heard her get up and walk into the bathroom. “Katie, I am warning you get up NOW or you will pay…” I heard her heels clicking as she waited for me to move. I didn’t want to get up so I laid there. I heard her sigh. “Okay Katie, you asked for it. I heard her come around to the side of the bed I was sleeping on.
I laughed as I felt her trying to pick me up or turn me over. What was she doing? I still laid still. I pretended to sleep until I felt a shark smack to my butt. I screeched and turned over just as she smacked a hard brush down again. “OW!” I yelled moving over. “I’m up! I’m up!” I yelled. “Good…” She smirked and I rolled my eyes. She made her way to the door way and placed the brush on my small table/dresser thing. “Shower, now and get dressed.” Jessi closed the door and I got out of my bed. I rubbed my butt. “Ouch…” I muttered. Jessi was like my mom now; she treated me like her own.
I had a shower and jumped out. I pulled on a black tank top and a pair of bright pink short shorts. I brushed my tangled light brown hair and threw it in a messy bun. I grabbed my iPod and just as I was about to leave, the door open, Jessi walked in. “Come on Katie Bean, we are going out with Nialler and his friends.” She picked me up, as I have always been small and spun me around. “Do I realllyyy have to come?” I asked. She stopped spinning and looked at me in the eyes. “Yes, now go” She replied. I sighed and walked down the stairs. I heard laughing from the kitchen and I walked towards it. “KATIE!!!!!” Niall yelled. “Hey Ni…” I replied, hugging him. Louis, Zayn, Harry and Liam sat at the kitchen table drinking coffee. I went to grab some but Jessi slapped my hand away. “Jesssii! PLEASE?” I whined. She shook her head and poured the rest for herself. I sat down at the table with the boys and pouted. Jessi put her hand on my head. “Stop your pouting.” Liam said. “But I really wanted coffee!” I replied.
Jessi put her mug down in front of me. “One sip and no more whining for the day.”
I took one sip and gave it back. It was really good; when they weren’t home I always made some.
I sat at the table listening to the conversations for a while. “So, Katie, Jessi say you had an interesting morning today eh?” Louis asked laughing. “Whatever…” I replied. I got up from the table and walked upstairs. I pushed open the door of the LOVELY room Niall and Jessi made for me. I grabbed the brush and went to hide it somewhere. I placed it in the bottom of my underwear drawer, she would never check there.
I pulled off the shorts and slipped on a pair of white jeans and then put on a stripped cropped sweater over the black tank top.
I put on some rainbow socks and a pair of black uggs and brushed my hair again.
It was already 1pm and I was majorly bored. I walked down stairs and into the kitchen. “When are we leaving?” I asked. “Soon.” Zayn said. “Where are we going?” I asked again. “Somewhere” Harry replied looking down at his phone, smiling, probably texting Taylor or something. I huffed and slumped into a chair. “Come on! Tell me!” I exclaimed. “No.” Niall simply said. I growled and open my iPod and slipped in my head phones. Where were they taking me?!
