What Are The Odds? (Kellin Quinn Fanfic)

Chapter Fourteen

After the 2 longest and most boring hours in the history of forever, I walk with my very excited friends to our lockers. We grab our stuff for lunch and make our way to our usual spot. We all start eating and chatting amongst ourselves. I look around and see Jamie, Alfie and Will walking together. Liam is usually with them. Why isn't he with them?
"Liam is helping Mr Quin with the finishing touches to your surprise." Elie winks at me.
I nod "Oh, cool."
That's basically the most I say throughout the whole time we're eating. I give the occasional nod and shake of my head in agreement or disagreement with whatever my friends are talking about but other than that I dont say much. After lunch the girls practically drag me to my locker at a speed which I must admit seemed pretty close to the speed of light. I almost fell over a few times.
"Guys. Guys! Slow down jeez!" I say, laughing slightly.
Kayleigh shakes her head and pulls me faster "No way!"
Jazzy smiles "We really want you to see this surprise!"
I raise an eyebrow but don't say anymore. I wonder what this surprise is? I hope its good.

We put all our stuff back in our lockers before I'm blindfolded.
I chuckle "Guys, Mr Quinn told me the surprise is in the Music room. I know exactly where that is. I don't need a blindfold."
Ellie sighs "Mr Quinn told us to, he said it'd be more DRAMATIC!!!"
I smile "Well then: Dun. Dun. DUUUUUN!!!!"
I receive a round of laughs from all of my friends before they continue pulling me towards the music room. Im getting quire excited about this now, I gotta say.

When we arrive in the music room I am sat on a chair. When my blindfold is removed I see the room is pitch black. I look around frantically, trying to find someone. I don't see anyone. Suddenly a video starts playing on a screen I didn't realise was in front of me. It's a video of me, my mum and Lee that I recorded last Christmas. Opening presents. Everyone laughing and smiling at me while I hold the camera. My eyes start to fill with tears. I just want to reach out and get my family back. I need them!
"Now remember, when you go to your fathers this weekend, if he lays a single FINGER on you I'll put him behind bars." My mum smiles at me.
Then the video ends. A new one starts playing. I haven't seen this one before. There are policeman in this video. Walking down a street I recognise. They walk to a house. The house from hell. They knock on the door and my stepmother answers.
"Hello gentlemen. What can I do for you?" She asks too politely.
One of the policemen clears his throat "We have evidence that you have been physically abusing your stepdaughter. We also have evidence that throughout the past 5 years you have been mentally and verbally abusing her. We are arresting you for extreme child abuse. You may not say anything but anything you do say will be notified and used in court."
My stepmother scowls at the camera, her fake smile gone. A policeman walks behind her into the house while another arrests my stepmother. They walk towards my father. "We are arresting you for being a bystander to this abuse and not saving your own biological daughter from said abuse." They say to him. His eyes widen but he doesn't say anything.

The last thing the video shows is my father and stepmother being driven away in the back of a police car. My hands cover my mouth. Oh my god. They've really been taken. They're really going to be put behind bars. I'm really free. The lights in the music room turn on to reveal my friends standing either side of the room and Mr Quinn is with them, smiling at me.

I stand up "Are they really gone?"
Mr Quinn nods "Completely."
Tears fill my eyes "Did you do this? Make all of that happen?"
Mr Quinn nods again and smiles "I told you I would didn't I?"
I smile and run towards him. I don't care who sees. I hug him. He wraps his arms around me.
"Thank you so much!" I cry.
Mr Quinn chuckles "Aww Heather its ok!"
I pull away "But...where am I going to live now? Am I going to have to live in an orphanage!?!"
Mr Quinn smiles as his arm wraps around a woman's waist. I didn't realise there was even a woman standing there. The woman is none other than Katelynne Quinn, Mr Quinns wife. She smiles down at me "Honey...Kellin has told me all about you and your past and we both agreed that...WE WANT TO ADOPT YOU!!!" She squeals.
My jaw drops with a popping sound "WHAT!?!?! REALLY!?!?!"
They both nod "Yeah!" Mr Quinn says. "So...do you want to live with us?"
I smile widely "HELL YEAH!!!" And I run towards them, pulling them both into a hug. "Thank you so much. For this. For all the times you've helped me. For everything."
They hug me tighter "That's OK Heather!" Kellin says sweetly.
"We'd love for you to come and live with us, we've always wanted a child like you!" Katelynne smiles.

I run around the room, hugging and thanking all of my closest friends. The ones that stuck by me through thick and thin. The ones that stayed with me even when I was depressed. The ones that helped me through the toughest time in my life. And, as I look around the room, I see that I was never alone. Not really. These people are all like family to me. And I have the best family in the world. Because you see, even when there are so many people around you that are making fun of you or physically beating you up, there are always people to turn to. Even if you don't know it. If you're that girl that is made fun of by everyone and you feel more alone than you ever have, look around. See anybody else that looks like you? Talks like you? Thinks like you? No, because everone is unique. The people who make fun of you for being unique are either jealous of you or they have had something similar happen to them before. And I'm sure that...if you look hard enough you will see somebody else that walks around the school alone. Always remember that things will get better eventually. It may take months, years or maybe just days, things will get better some day. I promise you. I've been in that place. I thought nobody cared. I thought nobody would miss me. But, they do care. And they would miss me. If you think about it, even the bullied would miss you if you left. You are all beautiful, in your own way. Thank you so much for reading, I love you.