Already Broken (Magcon And 5sos Fanfic) {discontinued}

Chapter 1

*POV* Christina

Hi, I'm Christina Hemmings/Nguyen (I'll explain in a little bit) I have long black hair, dark brown eyes, tan skin, I'm 5 '5, and I'm 15 years old. My brother is Luke Hemmings, yes the THE famous Luke Hemmings, and you may ask how we are related well....

My mom, dad, older brother (leon) and I were on a vacation to Australia for the summer from America. I remember it like it was yesterday....

*12 years ago*

We were in Sydney and we were having a great time. We were going to a ice cream place.

"Hey Chris what do want?" My dad asked. There was chocolate, strawberry, vanilla, cookie dough, ect.

"Daddy I want cookie dough, please." I begged my dad.

"Ok, ok." He said. "Can I have 1 cookie dough, 2 vanillas, and 1 coconut."

"Sure" Said the cashier. "That'll be $11.24, please."

My dad gave her the money and she gave him the change. (Well duh) She gave us our ice cream (well duh again) and we started to eat our ice cream. My brother and I were playing with our ice cream like throwing some at each other (I know mature right). After we were done we drove in our rental car and we're going back to the hotel until everything went black.

*The next day*

I opened my eyes to be blinded by the white light. Next thing I knew I was in a hospital bed with wires and cords all around me, a cast on my right arm and left leg. I was very confused. Then a doctor and police officer walked in.

"Hello, my name is Dr.Jones," she said in a sweet voice and soft voice,"how are you feeling sweetie?"

"I'm good, but I have a question? Why am I here? And where is my family?" I asked.

I saw Dr.Jones eyes get watery and so did officer, I think the tag said Smith.

"That's what I'm here for," he mumbled,"Sweetie I'm very sorry to say this but your family died on impact. I am very sorry." He said softly. By the end I was crying my eyes out.

"How?" I asked.

"Well, when your family was driving down the road a drunk driver was speeding down the road and hit the driver's seat, where your father and brother was sitting, and your mum was weak from her being pregnant--" I cut him off.

"Wait my mum was pregnant?" I asked confused

"Yes, and your car toppled over and your the only one that survived." He said softly. Now I was crying even harder.

"You only had 20% of living." Said Dr.Jones softly.

But the only thoughts going through my head is that my family died and I will never see them again.

Officer Smith said, "Sweetie tomorrow when you feel better you have to go to an orphanage, ok?" I nodded.

"OK so here is some food," she gave me a tray of food, "press that button," she pointed to the button to the left of me,"if you need anything, and you should probably get some rest, OK?" And I nodded.

After that they left. I stared at the food in front of me. I wasn't hungry but knew I had to eat so I took a bit and it tasted horrible, so I decided to get some rest.

*The next day*

I woke up in the same bed. And right on cue Dr.Jones walks in.

"Morin' sweetie how you feeling?" She asked.

"I feel better." I answered.

"That's good. OK today we're going to run some tests and see if you're okay to leave." She said. I just nodded.

*After all the tests*

"OK, it looks like you're good to go." She said, and I just nodded again not trusting to use my voice.

Officer Smith picked me up and dropped me off at the orphanage. That's where I got switched from home to home for the next 2 years.

*2 years later*

I've been staying at this foster home with a very nice lady and a very sweet boy named Luke who has dirty blonde hair and light blue eyes and whose 2 years older than me. They treat me like one of their own. Luke's friends come over everyday. There's Calum who looks Asian but he's not, he has black hair and dark brown eyes but not as dark as mine and tan and is also 2 years older than me and doesn't like it when we call him the asian. Micheal who's pale, dirty blonde hair, green eyes and is 3 years older than me. Ashton whose has blonde hair and hazel eyes and also the oldest in the group and older than me by 4 years. They're all sweet, caring, loving and they act like I'm their sister and I act like they're my brothers.

So this week is my last week in this house and I'm really sad about since I grew attached to this family.

*Luke's POV*(BAM I guess that you didn't expect that did you? Oh, you did I'm sorry) :(

After days of begging I finally got my mum to adopt Chris since all of us were really sad that she was going back to the orphanage again.

"Hey, Chris mum and I need to tell you something." I said grumpy to make think that she needs to go to the orphanage right now.

"Yes?" She answered really scared.

"Well you have to come with us to the orphanage right now....," I said sadly, she looks like she's about to burst into tears,"so we could fill out the adoption forms!" I said excited.

"WHAT!!!??!REALLY!!!!??!" She yelled/screamed while smiling. I nodded my head yes smiling too.

"Now come on get in the so we can fill out those forms." My mum said. We did as we were told and got in the car and drove to the orphanage.

*After filling all the forms and all that jazz*

*Christina's POV*

We got home from the orphanage and when I opened the door everybody yelled, "surprise!!" Everyone jumped out of their spots. Everybody I knew was there and the was the best day ever.

*End of flashback*

So when I was 7 years old we moved to California in America, and the bullying stared in 6th grade by them I don't know what I did to them to deserve this but all I know is that my 2 BFF turned against me and started helping them. They called me a bitch, whore, slut, fat ect. I cut because of them and each of the cuts has a story and all of this started that year. All I want to know is what did I do to them.

*A/N*

Thank you so much for reading and if anyone puts you down just remember that you are beautiful just the way you are and don't change that if someone says anything mean to you just remember that your unique and nobody else is like you and that you have someone to talk to. And if you are bullied I will kill the bullies with my mind. Jk I wish I could though.

Stay strong beautifuls .

-Pengi