Sometimes the people who you care the most about don't care about you at all thats a fact of life. Sometimes it's best to be on your own then to trust anyone with anything. Life is filled with epty promises, lost hope and lost love. We all have someone, weither they pasted away or just left who we miss. Some people can't be trusted, I learned the hard way!
My name is Elena and my story is complicated. I can't sum up all of what has happened to me, the pain, the lost time all of it was somehow my fault. I got out of bed and walked to the mirror, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I pulled my shirt off to examine the wounds on my back, stomach, and arms. No, I don't hurt myself. I ran my fingers over the huge bruise on my side and felt the sting of pain run troughout my body. Will there ever be a day I don't feel that?
I changed into a long sleeve black sweat shirt and a pair of blue jean skinny jeans. My dad practicly lives in New York which is in the US, so I pretty much live by myself in London. I have no friends, no family, no nothing but a good for nothing 'boyfriend', if you would call him that. Yes, he's the cause of my pain. He beats me until I can't take any more like last night, and if I try to talk to anyone about this he told me he would kill me. And the worse part is that I believe him, he's just horrid eough to do it.
My door opened revealing none other than Derek himself, he came in and pushed me on to the bed. I sat there with agiony because he hit the bruise on my side in the process. I winced at him slaping my face hard, "You bitch did you tell Taylor I beat you?" he asked raiseing his hand for another hit. I shook my head 'no' and he lowered his hand. "You know what bitch go and get some food, I need my energy if I'm going to have to beat you later because you're lying." he stated walking out. I stood up once I knew that he was gone, now's my chance if I want to get away.
I grabbed a bag and threw all the stuff I needed and clothes I needed, I grabbed my money my dad left me and my phone and out the door I went. I ran as fast as I could from that house, the pain was exuateing because of me running so fast. I ran for at least an hour, I stopped at a park and sat on the bench and put my head in my hands waiting for the pain to stop.
I felt someone sit beside me, I so scared that Derek had found me. "Love are you alright?" an husky voice asked, I looked up wipping the tears away.
"Yeah, I-I'm fine."
"Love you're face has a gash on it, do you have somewhere to go? I'm Hunter." the boy said as I touched my face and looked at my hand which had blood on it.
"No but I can go to a hotel, I'll be fine. I'm Elena." I stated he pulled out a shirt out of his bag and pressed it to my bleeding cheek. I looked at his features he had sparkling green eyes, and curly hair. I flinched a little when he touched me at first.
"Well Elena please let me help you." Hunter said with a slight smile.
"No, you don't have to believe me I'm fine."
"That wasn't a question love that was a statement." he said grabbing my bag and my hand. I followed him to a huge flat, it could fit like three of my houses in it.
He opened the door and motioned for me to come in, he put my bags on a couch and pulled me to the kitchen.
"Sit right there love. Look I don't know alot about cuts and stuff like that, so I'm going to get someone okay? Consider me your big brother." he smiled and walked off I sat where he told me to.
A few moments later not one but four more boys walked in with Harry, a short, brown haired boy come up to me and looked at the gash.
"I'm Lucas, and you are?" he asked kindly and I answered shyly.
"I'm Elena."
"What happened? If you don't mind me asking."
"No affense by this but I don't really know you guys and you don't really know me. I couldn't bring you guys into this." i stated putting my head down.
"Elena, I'm Nate." a boy said his hair was blonde but had brown roots, he has deep blue eyes.
"I'm Zac." a boy with black hair and brown eyes stated.
"And I'm Logan Jake Tomlinson!" a boy with brown hair and blue-sh green eyes shouted which kind of made me jump a little.
Lucas put a bandage on my cheek "There you are, good as new." he smiled.
"Thank you but I should go find a hotel for tonight."
"Um no you're staying here with your brother." Hunter smiled.
"Um no I'm fine. And why do you keep calling yourself my brother?" I smiled.
"I donno." he stated.
Nate came and grabbed my arm lightly but I winced at the pain. He looked conserned at me "Are you okay?" he asked.
"Oh um yeah I just um....got a chill." I can't tell them nor can I trust them.
We all sat in the living room it was quiet until Logan spoke "I know let's ask each other questions about one another."
"Okay." all the boys said in unison.
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Why Me?
Short StoryElena Robertson is just a girl that wonders why her life had to be this way, she lives with her dad who is never there for her and she has a boyfriend that is abusive when her dad is out of town. Elena is ready to give up but she runs into five boys...