Yet another A/N before the A/N: This was also written a few days ago. And since this was kinda long-ish, I may not do the double/triple update. Why? Sheer laziness. Sorry! I might update chapter six tho... I spoil my bitches too much (; so... Onwards with the second A/N!
YAY OMFG IT'S A LONG CHAPTER SO EXCITED. Sorry if you guys think it's going too fast, I just REALLY DON'T LIKE FILLERS. Did I mention that before? Hmm, anyways, enjoy!:3
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Finally waking up, I decided to go get some tea. Unlike the other night, I had a nightmare. Instead of Starbucks, I headed to a small cafe that PROBABLY wouldn't cause me emotional trauma.
I ordered green tea and the kindly old woman who ran the cafe smiled caringly at me and refused to let me pay. After finishing my tea (which was amazing, by the way) I headed home in the pouring rain.
When I approached the house, I heard the tv and music on and the lights as well. There was also a sleek black car in my driveway.
What the fuck?!! I started panicking. What if it was a robber? Or someone to kidnap me?!
"Okay Em, if it was a robber or something, they PROBABLY wouldn't turn everything on. Calm the fuck down. Everything's gonna be fine. Besides, you have all those lessons and your knife and your phone..." I muttered anxiously to myself before quietly opening my front door. The stranger turned around and I finally saw his face.
HOLY FUCK! IT WAS DAD!
"Emerald," He greeted with a small smile.
"What the fuck are you doing here?! You have no fucking right to be here!" I seethed, enraged.
Frowning, he replied "Of course I do, its my house after all. And language!"
"I don't give a fuck if you don't want me to swear or if it's your house, you're the one who left me!" I shouted. I saw him wince and he looked guilty. He should be fucking guilty he left me for 10 fucking years.
"Let me explain," he started, but I interrupted.
Scoffing, I crossed my arms over my chest and glared at him.
"Explain what? Explain why you left me after mom died?! Explain why you didn't even leave me with a clue on why you left me?! And I suppose you want to explain why you left me here alone after Mary and Steven died!" I screamed bitterly.
"I'm so sorry sweetie. I just, I couldn't handle raising a daughter. And you reminded me so much of Lily. I didn't know Mary and Steven died until last week. I'm sorry," he explained weakly.
I was on the verge of tears but I wouldn't give in. He wasn't my dad anymore. Just a monster.
"Get out," I spat.
"Excuse me?" he asked.
"I. Said. Get. Out. NOW." I snarled harshly. He turned and gave me a sad smile and whispered "I'm sorry," before leaving. I watched his car leave, glaring at it bitterly. As soon as it was out of sight, I fell to the floor, sobbing.
*Liam's POV*
"LIIIAAAAM IM HUUUUNGRY!!!" Niall whined, pouting. I shook my head and went to go get him some food.
Suddenly, my phone rang. I checked the caller I.D. and found out that it was Uncle Si.
"One sec Ni! Uncle Si is calling!" I replied.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Ah, hello Liam," Uncle Si greeted warmly. But his voice sounded... different. He sounded sad.
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FanfictionHow would you feel if you had everything taken from you? If you had to live in another house with people that you don't even know? What if the caring strangers passed away? And you realized that they were the last ones who cared? Now, you're all alo...