Together

♣chapter six♣

-Willow Michaels-

I don't know how it happend. I suppose you never do. But in the few moments it took him to reply his lips were on mine.
I was the one to pull away. 'I...I can't I ....'

'Its fine really I.. yeah that's good. You've got to go. I get it'
'Ummmm.... yeah. Say thanks to your mum for me. Bye' I said and half walked half ran down the corridor to his bedroom, closing the door behind me. I ran down the stairs and through the front door.My eyes blurred and i couldn't breathe. It felt like my chest was burning. As i came closer to my house i realized just how much trouble I was in.
My mum was outside screaming and shouting, red with rage. My older brother was in his bedroom looking out of his window.
I couldnt see my dad or my younger sister. As I walked closer, I started to shake. Tremors were sent up my body causing my teeth to chatter. The tears were falling harder at the thought of what was about to come. 'WILLOW!!!!!!' My mum shrieked, causing echos to bound around the street.

My mum dragged me inside and into the living room. 'Where have you been?' She said surprisingly calm.
'I...I was just visiting a friend.'
'Who?'
'just a friend, Ryan'
'Mick!' She called up the stairs to my father.
'Go. He's in the bedroom' she said with obvious distaste.

I wonder who he's with today? Probably another hooker. Great!!!!
I thought to myself as I climbed the rickety old stairs. I heard familiar giggles coming from my 'parents' bedroom. I used quotation marks because there my foster parents. Another dark secret in the story of my life.
I twisted the door nob and the door creaked open. My dad was layed on the bed next to someone. Bethan. She was such a slųt! Seriously!!
'Ummm....dad?' I asked quietly. ''Hum mm? ' he replied, obviously not knowing it was me.
'dad' I said louder and he turned his head to look at me.
'Willow! Ahh my dear. Please come join the fun!' He said to me. I heard Bethan gigging behind him. I backed out of the door quietly. 'Willow! Where'd she go?Willow!' I heard him say as I ran down the stairs. ' WILLOW! VISITOR' called my mother with her fake voice she used for guests.

-Ryan Samuels-

I knew I should have. Her life is so much worse than any imaginable nightmare. Her own family abuse her. What kind of life is that. I only followed her because I wanted to apologise for what I had done. Now I see why she was so nervous.

Maybe she does like me! Maybe I still have a chance!
I walked up the path to her home, More like prison, and knocked on the crumbling door.'What?' A woman with strangely, greasy ginger hair and murky blue eyes.' Sorry to disturb you. I was just wondering if this is where Willow Michaels lived' I said as politely as I could. The stench coming from this woman was unbearable. 'Who are you? Where d'ya live?' She asked me suspiciously. ' Im Ryan Samuels and i live number 32 ,Jameson drive, Taunton, England.' I told her confidently. I didnt really trust her with my address though. She might come murder me in the night. Who knows what these people are capable of!?!

'WILLOW!! VISITOR' she called up the stairs harshly and then invited me in.
'Shes in her bedroom. Go on up' the woman, her mother im guessing, said with a fake smile.
I walked up the creaking stairway, not sure what to expect. I heard giggling coming from the room to my right and I walked into see a man and a girl layed down in bed together.'help me' came a little voice from behind me. What I saw was truly terrifying.

-authors note-

Hey guys! I know I haven't written in a while but I thought I would just say that I'm going to start posting once or twice a week now because school starts Monday :O so I'm not allowed on my phone as much and I will be busy so ..... yeah. Hope your enjoying the book so far! Love you all!
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