Larry's New Daughter?!

Fighting To Running (Part 1 - Flashback)

Z/F/N = Zariah's Father Name
Z/M/N = Zariah's Mother Name

It was a normal day in London. People were going out shopping, couples wondering around, and kids playing in the park.

13 year old Zariah was on the bus on her way home with her black earbuds in, hoping to cancel out all the noisy kids, excited to get home. Z on the other hand, dreaded the thought of going home. You see, she gets hit alot for having low grades when she has trouble focusing but her parents ignore it. Her body was constantly covered in brusies but she hid them well.

Her thoughts were interrupted when she sees the bus stop at her house. She gulps quietly as she anxiously gets up from her seat and walked off the bus. She was starting to shake as her hands got sweaty. She didn't wanna face her parents but she had to.

She walks through the front door only to have a vase get smashed right next to her head. She managed to dodge it in time as fear fills her vibrant green/blue (or your color of choice) eyes. She looks over to find out who threw it and she sees her father, fuming in anger.

Z/F/N: "ZARIAH EMERALD ZANDERS!! YOU LIED ABOUT YOUR FUCKING HISTORY QUIZ GRADE!! IT WAS A 73, NOT 93!!"

Zariah: "I-I'm sorry! Please don't hit me! I promise I'll do better and won't lie ever again!"

Z/M/N: "YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF SHIT!! YOU NEED PUNISHMENT!!"

Zari tears up in fear as she tries to run past them to her room but she gets pushed to the ground by her father. She groans as she takes her bookbag off and gets up, sprinting. She barely manages to get to her room and slammed the door shut, locking it before her parents get to her. Her breathing was very rapid and heavy. She took a second to get herself together as she hears her parents on the other side, banging on the door and roughly fidgeting at the doorknob.

Z/M/N: "ZARIAH! OPEN THIS GOD DAMN DOOR, YOUNG LADY!!"

Zari ignores her mother as her tears slowly fell. What did I do for my parents to hate me so much? Why was it me? Am I useless? What if I really am a waste of space in this world? Do I need to leave? Do I need to.. die?..

Her thoughts kept spinning as she tries to think of a way out. She looks around her room frantically and instantly gets a plan. She packs 2 bags. Clothes in one bag, snacks and drinks she hid from her parents in the other bag. She held her to bags tightly as she climbed down from her window which she was thankful it was on the 1st floor. She sneaks back through the front door and grabbed her bookbag but her parents notices her.

Z/F/N: "YOU BITCH!! GET OVER HERE!!"

He tries to chase her as she sprints out the door. She just kept running, not knowing where she was going but she knew she had to get out of there.

Sorry this was short! I promise more for part 2!//
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