Chapter One

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New story!!!! Btw Tyler is a girl Idk why but I like the name Tyler on a girl so ya. Enjoy!!!!!
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Tyler POV

"Mom! I'm home!" I yelled.

"Tyler your brother is asleep. What did I tell you about yelling?" my mom sneered.

I was adopted. You see my real mom was murdered when her work was robbed and after that my dad became a drug addict and used to beat me everyday. I was then put up for adoption when he was caught in the act. I'm 17 now. I was 12 then. I hate my foster family. Its obvious they don't care about me. Every little thing I do is wrong. My little brother Timmy is a brat. He is actually their child so they favour him but treat me like shit.

"I'm gonna go to my room." I state.

"I don't think so, you have to finish your chores or you won't be eating dinner tonight." my 'mother' is such a bitch. This is what I mean.

"Timmy is 7 why doesn't he do any?" I complain but I will pay for it. Its happened before.

"He is also my child. You are not. I own you. I don't think of you as family. Now do not argue with me or I will throw you out on the street." I hate her. I don't want to be in this world anymore.

I grab the list of chores and start them. I don't want to starve.

30 chores later I'm sitting in my room, also known as the attic with an air mattress and sheet for a bed, doing homework. I'm interrupted by my mom.

"Tyler come down and serve us dinner!" Ugh.

I go serve dinner, eat, clean all the dishes, go up to the attic and wait for another order. I always do this everyday. I use this spare time to think. Would my life be any different if my mom was still here? If I was put into another family that cares? Would I be a happy? So many things run through my head. All of the what ifs. I feel insane. All of the thoughts rushing into my head cause me to fall asleep.

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I suddenly wake up as my mother pounds on my door.

"Tyler get your ass up and make breakfast. Now!" she screamed. Great. Another day in hell.

I made breakfast, showered, got dressed in jean shorts and an all black crop top with black vans. As I walk out of the house I see my school bus driving away from the stop. Damnit I missed my bus. I walked, more like ran back to my house to see if my mom would drive me.

"Mom I missed my bus could you please drive me?" I asked politely or else she would flip shit on me.

"No you can walk. It looks like you could use the exercise." Bitch.

So here I am stuck walking an hour to school. Great. Suddenly I hear police sirens and lots of telling. I look up from my phone to be ran into, more like shoved out of the way, by a boy dressed in all black. I stand up and he keeps running. I couldn't see his face but from his athletic physique and wide shouldered, he was hot. I turn to continue my walk to school but was struck by questions from police officers. They took me to the police station due to privacy and because I was a witness of a robbery and had a view of the criminal.

"Hello Ms. Tyler. I am officer Dwayne. I would like to ask you some questions about today." It's not like I knew anything. The guy just bumped into me. That's it. But I agreed. You can't argue with the law.

"Do you have any idea who ran into you?" Officer Dwayne asked.

"No I didn't see his face." I state.

"That was Luke Hemmings. He has a criminal record for stealing, rape, assault, drugs, and murder. I'm surprised he didn't kill you at first sight because he was armed." Why haven't they caught him yet?

"Oh" Was all I could manage to say.

"You are very lucky." Ya I guess. If rather be dead though.

He let me leave. I walked home. There's no point in going to school because by the time I get there it will be over. I get home to see a list of chores. Fuck. I do them then my mother gets home. Great.

"Tyler get down here right now!" she screamed. I make my way down. "Why were you not at school you self centred bitch? I pay for your education and I let you live here. You are so ungrateful. I treat you so well and you're not even a part of my family." She ranted.

"I had to go to the police station I-"

"Why were you at the police station? Have you been breaking the law? I don't want a criminal under my roof. Go to your room. Now." There's no point in argueing. She'll just get more mad. I slowly drift to sleep thinking about that criminal with the name of Luke Hemmings.

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