~~Shaunie’s Pov~~
“Explain” Bobbi says
I couldn’t tell her, it was nothing about Harry, just the way he acted. How could I care so much about this? It was ten years ago, I shouldn’t care.
FLASHBACK – 6 years old
“Daddy, I’m cold” I say hugging on to my teddy bear.
“I’m busy” He scolds, I walk out of his office and walk to parent’s room
I say the same to mum, giving her puppy eyes, showing of my mum’s blue eyes, tucking a piece of blond hair behind my ear.
“TAKE THIS THEN” she spat chucking a thin blanket at me, not taking her eyes of her magazine.
I pick up the sheet from the floor and running to my room. I grab my Barbie back-back from under my bed and put in clothes and shoes in side, I wrap the thin sheet around me and run down stairs to the kitchen and pack some food.
I run outside, gripping on to my teddy bear and run for my life. I stop at the deserted park, far from my home. I let out small puffs, as I steady my breath. I get out my pillow from bag and place it on the bench and wrap the sheet closer to my tiny body. I then get out my notepad and a pen and write ‘Keep me away from my parents’ and place it at the end of the bench. I lay looking at the stars and my eyes got heavier and heavier.
I wake up in a cosy bed and a thick duvet puller over me.
“Hey there sweet pea, I’m Miss Love, welcome to the care home” Those words made me melt. I jumped from the bed and wrapped my skinny arms around her.
END OF FLASHBACK
“Nothing” I say blankly wiping away the dry tears on my face, I stand up and force a smile, offering my hand to help Bobbi stand from the bed. She accepted it, plastering a look of utter confusion in her face.
We walk downstairs with me on Bobbi’s back, to meet with the five boys sitting on the sofa watching Phineas and Ferb. Bobbi immediately stops and puts me down. She then walks behind the sofa walking all of them behind their heads.
“Okay that hurt” Zayn says
“Holy Nanods” Niall screams
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