Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

Obviously Not Wanted

The name is Andrés Benjamin Elliot, the 10 year old adopted son of Jed Elliot and Jade Thirlwall. I have a younger who is 6 years old whom they also adopted named Javiér David Allejandró  Elliot (nee. Ramiréz)

⚠️Trigger warning: Child abuse and domestic abuse⚠️

Andrés's POV: Born Andrés Benjamin Nicholas Ramiréz Junior, I was put up for adoption at 4 weeks old so I don't know who my parents are, all I know is that I was born in Seville, Spain. Then at the age of 7, I moved to England where I currently live with my adoptive parents Jade and Jed and to say that my adoptive daddy is horrible is a understatement.

"Bye, babe." Mummy tells daddy, kissing his cheek before heading out.
"Bye bye, mummy" I tell her, she looks up at me and smiles.
"Bye, sweet pea" She replies to me, blowing me a kiss. Soon as the door shuts, I lock eyes with my "father". He ain't my father after what happened a week ago, he told me to go back to my country and I'm a fucking disgrace before locking me in the cupboard for 4 hours straight but the issue is mummy doesn't know anything about this, when she's around, he acts all nice to me.
"Andrés, get your ass down here and start cleaning up." Jed tells me, but I ignore him.
"I don't have to listen to you, you aren't my real father and you never will be, honestly hope you rot to death." I admit, bravely.
"Someone has grown some balls for you to talk to me like that" He mocks me. "Never thought, you could get more up your ass, Andrés."
"Could say the same thing about you Jed Elliot" I mock him back, I'm sick and tired of all the mental, physical and sometimes sexual abuse I've encountered. "I don't know what mummy sees in a dickhead like you".

"You know what 'mummy' sees in me, huh? I'm using your mummy to become rich and famous. I get her pregnant with my child and there will be no more of you" He tells me, threateningly but I actually fail to understand what he is on about.
"Jed, are you on drugs?" I chuckle, staring him directly in the eyes "Or is it that you can't see that my mother doesn't fucking love you".
"Bold of you to say that, you puto" Jed snaps at me, aggressively. I wish he wasn't my guardian, I'd rather live on the streets. I sit down on the staircase and just watch him walk into the other room, with a grimacing look on my face.

A hour later: My little brother walks into my bedroom, we both speak fluent spanish.
"Andrés, ¿por qué papá está siendo malo? No hice nada, no creo?" (Andrés, why is dad being horrible, I've done nothing have I?) He asks, suspicious. I put my pen down and respond "¿Qué te ha hecho, Javi?" (What has he done to you, Javi?).
"Me amenazó con pegarme y luego me quemó." (He threatened to hit me before burning me). He tells me, showing me a massive burn down his arm. My blood boils, how dare he put his hands on my baby brother. I look Javi in the eyes and tell him "Quédate aquí, donde es seguro, y voy a darle una parte de mi mente a esa cita en la cita, padre nuestro, y recordarle a su estúpido culo que nadie jode con mi familia." (Stay here, where it is safe, I'm gonna go to that quote on quote father of ours and give him a piece of my mind, reminding him that nobody fucks with my family) He nods, smirking. I ruffle his hair, getting out of my office chair and heading downstairs to find my 'father' eating.
"Oi, what the fuck did you do to my little brother?" I threaten him, aggressively. He ignores me and just continues eating his hot meal. "You listen to me when I'm talking to you!" He stops eating and just shoves me away before insulting me "Fuck off, you dumb fuck" I chuckle before grabbing his beer and throwing it in his face before dumping his food on him.
"You gonna listen to me now, huh?" I ask him, chuckling. I couldn't care less what this asshole thinks of me.

"When can I fucking send you back to that orphanage?!" He shouts, sauce dripping down his left cheek. "I wish that bitch of a mother of yours never convinced me to adopt you and that retarded brother of yours.
"Never, 'cause mum won't let you." I respond, cockily. But what I didn't expect is him gripping me hard by the ear and forcibly drag me to the foyer where, coincidentally the front door opens.

"Babe, the shoot got cancelled last minute!" Mum complains, annoyed. Jed shoves me into the kitchen whispering "I did nothing to you, shut the fuck up".
"What on earth happened to you, Jed?" Mum asks, laughing heartily. I catch the  eye of my "father" before he replies to my mum "Me and Andrés were just playing in the kitchen when I spilt my food all over me, didn't I, son?" He gives me the look of "You better not fuck this up" so I decide to play along.
"Yeah, dad. Sorry about it!" I reply, faking a laugh.

"Mama!" We hear Javier yell, happily running into mum's arms.
"Hey, darling" Mum responds, grinning whilst hugging him tightly. "Where's Andrés? And what happened to your arm, sweetheart?"
"I accidentally dropped tea when trying to make it for dada" He lies to her, looking Jed right in the eye.
"D'ya want mama to kiss it better?" She asks him, sweetly.
"Nah, I'm a big boy!" Javi tells her, chuckling.
"Alright, I'm gonna head up 'cause I need to go for a video call with Capital." Mum says before heading upstairs.

"Come here you little shits!" Jed whisper yells, grabbing us violently by the arm.
"Leave me and Javi alone, seriously what have we done to you!?" I ask him, aggressively pulling my weak and more feeble brother behind me.
"It started when we first met 3 years ago when we adopted the two of you. Your mother wanted a big family but I on the other hand, just wanted somebody that I could take my anger out on." He tells us, laughing manically. "Now, I have two of you, I will do whatever I want with yous". He starts to take off his belt but that's when Javi makes a dash for it, I try to follow when the kitchen door slams shut, locking me in here with my maniac of a dad.
"You make a fucking noise and I'll brutally murder you and your little brother" He threatens, lighting up a cigarette. "And I ain't joking around.".

Jade's POV: I'm having a interview when I hear my son Javi crying.
"Is that Javier, Jade?" Perrie questions, worried. I nod and look at the door.
"What's wrong, sweetheart?" I ask the boy standing at the door with red, puffy eyes.
"Daddy being horrible to Andrés!" He replies, more tears streaming down both his cheeks.
"Jade, you need to go help him, immediately" Roman tells me, shocked. I nod and get out of my seat and rush downstairs. I hear most of the noise coming from the kitchen so I jiggle at the door and then decide to try and kick it down. I use all my brute strength and kick the door open and surprisingly it works.
"Mummy, help!" Andrés cries as Jed stands above him.
"Jed, get the fuck away from him!" I scream, trying to pull him off of my boy. But he turns around and grabs my throat.
"Get your fucking hands off of mummy!!" Javi yells at Jed, aggressively. He just completely ignores him and begins to strangle me.

Andrés POV: My vision is blurry from all the violent things Jed has done to me, I take all of my energy to get up and as hard as I can kick Jed where the sun don't shine. He winces and falls to the ground, reeling around in pain, that's when we hear police sirens
"JED ELLIOT, COME OUT WITH YOUR HANDS UP!" A police officer demands, I get him to the floor and detain him, holding a surprisingly tight grip for a 10 year old. Mum gets to the door and lets the police in whom take Jed away.

Finally, we have a moment of earned peace