Madeline (Adopted by Katie Mcgrath)

Chapter 2 (You Little Shit)

Madeline's pov:

I then mentally prepared myself as I turned around and faced the front door and slowly started to turn the door handle. "Your back, come on then, how much money did you bring back today?" My foster dad yelled as he stud in the hallway holding a glass beer bottle, he'd been drinking again, what's new? I stud there and frowned as I quietly answered "we don't get paid till the end of the week".

Mrs Anderson then laughed evily and she slapped me across the face but made sure her nails digged in as she did so "of course you'd come back empty handed, your such a waste of space, everything we do for you, the least you could do was bring back some dollars" she yelled angrily but that just set him off even more.

"She's right, we let you in our home, there is a roof over your head and you can't even do one thing for us, you really a burden, not just to us either, to everyone" he yelled as he threw a punch at me, making me fall backwards on the carpet, I let a little tear escape but I should've known that would make things ten times worse, when he was the tear he grabbed my ankle and dragged me across the floor and into the living room.

I screamed out in pain as I felt the carpet burn on my arms, he proceeded to punch and kick me, I layed there hurt and helpless, just as I thought it couldn't get any worse he began to take off his belt. God, not again, I hated the belt, it had a few spikes in it which made things worse when he swung it around, making sure it hit me hard. After he was done with the beating, Mrs Anderson who had been watching the whole thing cleared her throat to get his attention.

He looked at her and then she made a horrible suggestion "she didn't bring money back, that's fine, she sleeps outside tonight, no food either or drink" she takes a breathe and then looks you in the eyes evily "maybe next time you won't forget to bring us money back". He nods his head proudly and grabs me by the scruff of my collar and dragged me to front door and threw me out, he then locked the door behind him.

I couldn't do much except find somewhere to sleep, I eventually settled on a alleyway but I didn't really sleep, I was too scared, being out in the freezing cold all night wasn't exactly very nice. The constant worry of someone bad finding you, the noise that never seemed to stop, I was terrified and so uncomfortable due to the beating I had suffered yet again, most the night I just layed there,curled up into a ball crying my eyes out.

Once it was light I pushed myself up from off the ground, I looked at my appearance, I was so scruffy, my clothes had holes in them, there were drops of blood and dirt on them, I was covered in cuts and bruises, how was I going to hide this one? What lie would I use now? I'd give anything to get out of this life but it's all I've ever known, if I tell someone from set I'll just end up in the orphanage again and then shipped off to another abusive placement.

I slowly walked to the set, when I got there I instantly felt eyes on me, "Maddie, w, what happened?" Katie asked in shock and worry as she saw me in my horrible state, I theh lied in hope she couldn't see through me "I, I erm tripped and fell into a bush". Katie then replied "ouch, poor you", I think she believed it, that's good, the last thing I need is someone nosing around, it could be risky for her too, Mr Anderson had quite the temper.

Katie Mcgraths pov:

"Ouch, poor you" I replied to Maddie, but deep down I knew she was lying, I didn't know what was going on but there was more to this and I was going to find out, she told the same thing to everyone else throughout the day but me and Melissa both agreed that there was more to it, no way could a Bush have done that to her. We both hoped we were wrong of course, I'd like nothing more than to find out she did infact trip and fall into a bush but I highly doubted it.

After the long day of acting and doing our scenes I made my way to Maddie and asked her to come with me, she was hesitant but did follow, I led her to my trailer, I knew she wasn't going to tell me yet, but if she knew where my trailer was, if on set and she did want to talk, she knew where to find me. I couldn't do much except hope that she would speak to me and tell me what's going on.

"What are we doing here?" she asked, I smiled "so, this is my trailer, I wanted you to know where it was, so if you ever need me, or even if you want to be on your own for a bit, you can come here, I don't mind, we all have one, except you, because of your age, by law you cant have one". She smiled and this time it seemed more genuine "thank you" she said, I nodded my head and gave her a hug and then asked if she needed a ride again. Surprisingly she said yes this time and so I did the same and drove her to her house.

Madeline's pov:

What Katie did was awesome, showing me her trailer meant alot more than she thought, I finally had somewhere I could go if I was in danger and felt unsafe. I just had to be careful that I didn't get caught, as then I'd be questioned and I definitely didn't want that. When we arrived at the house, I hugged her and made sure to thank her and then I proceeded to walk to the door and prepared myself for another beating, knowing full well it would happen.

"Well, wheres the money?" he snapped pretty much straight away, as soon as he saw me walk through the door, I then had to explain yet again "we won't get the money till the end of the week, I'm sorry but I can't get it". Mrs Anderson then argues back at me "well steal then, your working with the rich, when they leave there bad you take what's inside, simple".

My foster dad then looked at me and then back at her and insulted me "that would involve her to have a brain dear, which we both know she lacks", Mrs Anderson laughed and I just frowned and sobbed "I'm sorry". Then they both laughed a little, he grabbed me by the collar again and then threw me across the room, causing me to hit my back hard "your so useless" he snapped "go to your room you little shit".

I cried into my pillow but then I heard a noise, I looked around my poor excuse of a room but struggled to find anything, but then I followed the sound and it was coming from  a vent, I managed to lift it off the wall and I tried to peep through to see what was making the noise. Just then I saw the cutest thing I'd seen in a while, how he got there I don't know and will forever be a mystery, there was a baby rabbit, I slowly picked him up and held him close to my chest.

He was lost and alone just like me, so I held him close as I fell asleep, I think he even did the same, when I awoke he was still in the same place but soon did his little squeek as I woke myself up by stretching and yawning, which was still pretty painful due to the beating from the other night and from last night. Being throw across a room really takes it out of you, I smiled as I looked at the rabbit and stroked him "don't worry little guy, all will be ok, I know your scared but I'll help you".