Moving On

Chapter 1

"Wake up you lazy bitch!" My mom yelled in my face and then smacking me in it. I didn't cry cause that would only infuriate her even more so instead I just got up and headed to the shower. I took a quick cold shower knowing that if I used hot water my punishment would be even worse than the slap to my face earlier. I got dressed and headed to school without even eating. I mean what's the use? I will just be called fat if I eat. Walking into the school I was shoved down and kicked numerous times. Finally having enough of it I got up and ran out of the building. I ran as far as I could which wasn't very far due to my throbbing ribs and body. Lifting my shirt I saw a giant bruise forming and it felt like a rib was broke. I sat down on a bench and waited for a bus. Just my luck though it started to rain but I didn't care I sat there and cried until a bus pulled up. I got on and took it as far as it went which just so happened to be London. I walked down the street with my head hung low until I bumped into someone and fell on my side. I yelped in pain and held onto my ribs. "Are you alright love?" Some guy asked. I pulled in a deep breath and pulled myself to my feet. I didn't answer I just kept walking but a pain rippled through my side that made me shriek. I started to get dizzy but just as I was about to fall I gained a little bit of control. I walked a little further and sat down on the sidewalk. I held my side as tears flowed down my face. Someone sat next to me and on instinct I tried to get up to run away but the pain stopped me. I tried to breathe deeply but only succeeding in making me very light headed. "Are you okay?" Several guys asked all at once. That only caused me to get even more light headed. As I was passing out from the pain someone caught me and even as I was slipping away I still flinched.

Nightmare
"It is all your fault!" Zach yelled at me. I looked at my bully and said," What is my fault?" He rolled his eyes and gathered all his friends to start beating me up. I screamed, cried, kicked,slapped, and punched at them but eventually gave up seeing as it was only hurting me worse. I walked home, my eight year old body barely managing the pain. I walked through the door and immediately heard my parents yelling at me. I flinched back and tried to go around them but then the unthinkable happened. They started to beat me as well.

Present
"Wake up love, you are having a nightmare, wake up!" Someone frantically yelled at me. I woke up in a sweat and tried to move but then realized I was in a hospital bed. Five guys around my age surrounded me. They all looked worried, pfft like anyone ever worried about me. "Are you okay?" The boy with curly hair asked. He stepped closet and tried to grab my hand but I flinched and started to cry. He stepped back alarmed and I curled up as much as I could due to the IV in my arm and my ribs. I covered my face with the covers and tried my hardest to make everything go away. It must not have worked because I heard them whispering. I couldn't make out what the were saying but it was something serious by their tones. I sobbed even harder thinking about what five guys my age could want with me. I started to hyperventilate.................bad. I heard all the guys move toward me and when they took the cover gently off of me I lazily tried yo turn my head away. One guy with jet black hair came closer but all I could do was flinch slightly. He easily grabbed my hand and started to rub small circles on the back of it. It strangely calmed me quite a bit. Once I was calmed down they introduced themselves as Zayn, Liam, Louis, Harry, and Niall. I shakily said," My n-name is C-Camilla." They were quickly working their way into my head, allowing me to easily trust them. "Where do you live?" Liam asked me. I shook my head no quickly and they seemed to understand what I meant because they all calmed me down and Zayn said," You can stay with us love." I smiled, maybe this is my chance to move on.