Adopted by One Direction?

The not so great escape

Trigger warning, please don't read if it bothers you

Louis' POV

When Teghan darted out of the room Harry ran right after her since he was next to the door. I could hear him calling her name, pleading for her to come back, then pleading her to unlock the door. The banging on the door was easy to hear downstairs and through a closed door. I wonder why she ran up there, was it us? Was it our fault?

Teghan's POV

He's on the other side of the door. He sounds mad, he's going to break the door down and he's going to hurt me.
'No he won't!' Another part of me screams, but I've been lied to one too many times to trust that excuse.

*flashback*

"Open the door, Teghan!" Garret screams as he pounds on my bedroom door as he has been for the last 10 minutes. I've been disobeying and ignoring him with my head shoved under a pillow, trying to block out his screaming.

"No!" I screech back "You're going to hurt me!" I cry between words, terrified he'll hurt me.

"Sweetie, I'm not going to hurt you, please let me in." the pounding on the door stops and his voice is quiet, but dangerously low.

"Okay Garret" I get up from my place on my bed, unlocking the door and opening it. Garret stands there glaring down at me. I suddenly know I made the wrong choice.

"Garret, don't hurt me!" I squeal trying to run through his long legs, but he bends down and picks me up before I can go anywhere.

"Not so fast, Teghan." He sits down on the bed straddling me and I start to scream and cry. Even though I'm just seven, I know what he's going to do. He's done it four times before and it hurt bad. I continue to scream and wail hoping my big brother, Andrew, will hear me. But I know he's not home. He works two jobs so he can keep me and not have me sent to an orphanage.

"Shut up you bitch!" I don't stop wailing. He pulls out a knife and slashes deep into my stomach, and I start to cry even louder. Big mistake. This time he slaps me hard and completely pulls off my shirt and pants, leaving me in only underwear. He locks the door quickly and gets back on me as he undresses. After twenty minutes he's finished and like he always does he stands up and gets redressed. Then, he redress's me and bends down to my level.

"Remember, tell no one" He walks out of the room and I start crying again. Why does he do this to me?
*flashback over*

Harry's POV
"Teghan! Teghan!" The little girl was shaking like a leaf, rocking back and fourth. I had knocked down her key from the top of the door frame and when I got in she was screaming stop, eyes squeezed shut.

"Teghan!" I heard Louis from the doorway and his cheery smile was gone, replaced by a look of total and absolute fear. Opal and the boys were behind him, Opal looking bored and the boys all having looks of shock identical to Louis'.

"What do we do?" I asked Opal and she sighed dramatically and came forward.

"Well, what's happening is she's having a flashback. What it might be of I have no clue. But, what you have to do is comfort her and make her know that it's not going to happen again. In time you'll find a way to comfort her, each of you. Whether it be hugging or simply holding her hand." She said, looking quite bored. "Or, you can wait it out" Opal finished.

Liam looked from Opal to Louis, who were glaring at each other.

"Opal, can we have a moment?" Liam asks kindly and Opal obliges.

"Teghan? Teghan it's Liam. It's okay sweetie, it won't happen again. All the boys are here and it's gonna be okay." Liam puts his hand on her shoulder and either he has huge hands or she has extremely small shoulders. She shudders back and seems to almost come back to life.

"Feelin' better?" Niall asks and she nods her head, scooting towards the wall.

"We aren't going to hurt you, how bout you get your things ready to go home, okay sweetie?" Liam asks her politely and again she nods but this time she gets off the bed and pulls out an old, huge leather suitcase and to my surprise, it's halfway packed. She slides under the spacious bed and comes back out with a cardboard moving type box. What in the world? I throw the boys questioning looks and Teghan must have seen them because she answers my unspoken question.

"Stuff from my house. Pictures, toys, books, anything." She replies softly, setting the box on the floor. Again Teghan crawls under the bed but this time she pulls out a huge thick knitted blanket. It was bigger than me even when it was folded up several times! I'm pretty sure that thing could cover all of us. She stuck it in the other half of her suitcase with ease and smooths it gently. Either she has packed this suitcase several times or she just guessed. Part of me believes Teghan's packed this suitcase lots of times.

She then went over to the tiny two drawer dresser and checked through the drawers, pulling out an old stuffed panda bear, a stack of letters bound with a blue ribbon and leather bound book with a matching leather pencil case. She takes the panda and places it in the box softly along with the book and pencil case. The letters she expertly places between the blanket and the clothes in a spot just big enough to fit them. Teghan crawls across the bed and moves the mattress away from the wall a bit and pulls out a thick multicolored photo album and looks down at it lovingly, and I can't help but wonder if this is what she has left of her birth family and her friends.

Teghan looks over the room for a few seconds and simply states
"I'm finished" and sits on her bed, avoiding our eyes.

"Well, I guess we can get going!" Louis says enthusiastically, but Teghan just sits on the bed playing with her fingers.

"Sweetie? You alright?" I ask her and she nods but doesn't look up. I swear I just saw a tear drop from her eye and onto the bedspread.

"Can I have a minute?" Teghan asks us quietly and we oblige, leaving the room and closing the door.

Teghan's POV
Now. I just need to hide, I can't go with them. I may hate it here but it's better than being beaten and raped all over again! I mean, it's 5 young men. Almost every other male that was in my life hurt me. How could I trust them?

I quickly walked over to the window and opened it up, letting a slight breeze in. Then I took off one of my string bracelets and hung it on the emergency ladder. Perfect. I then got under my bed and stared up at the wooden frame. I don't know how long it's been but some time later the boys come back in.

"Teghan?" An Irish voice asks, I think it's Niall.

"Shit, the window" Louis says and the boys all run over.

"Her bracelet is on it.. Do you think she left?" Zayn asks and I can hear the clinking of the beads.

"But the emergency ladder... It isn't down" Liam says and I mentally curse myself. I never put the ladder down. How could I be so stupid?!

"She has to be in here then" Harry points out and I start to panic. No no no no. This cannot be happening. I hear the boys looking in the bathroom and throwing back the shower curtain.

"Where is she?" Zayn begins to freak out and I feel sort of bad.

"Guys" Liam says and I feel my heart start beating louder. Suddenly I see bright blue eyes looking at me. Louis.

"Gotcha" he says quietly and drags me out from under the bed by my waist and hands me to Harry. He easily places me on his hip while Niall grabs my suitcase and Zayn takes my photo album and box.

"Let me down!" I attempt pushing him off of me. Needless to say, it doesn't work. Instead, he brings his other hand behind my head and pushes it down to his chest, using his thumb to rub my cheek softly. I force myself to calm down, and I remember dad use to hold me like that. A weird feeling washes over me, and I feel, sort of happy. But I know I can't get attached, they'll hurt me. When we get outside, Harry finally puts me down and I assess the situation. Niall and Zayn are totally in the car while Louis and Liam are outside and Harry is getting in the car.

Go.

Thanks for reading! Vote comment and follow, love you 😘