5SOS BSM and DDM

"I was your daughter first..." [Part 1] (Michael DDM)

A/N
Hey guys! Its been a long week, but luckily my dad's surgery went ok. I'm not allowed to see him though because he's in a lot of pain. We really appreciate you guys reading and voting on this book. Hope you enjoy this!! Also, all names are made up!
                        -Savannah

2nd Person's POV

Age 9:

You lost your mom. It was the worst day of your life. You were in your room for weeks, as Michael sat in front of your door begging for you to come out. He would cry himself to sleep, just as you would. This was 2 years ago. Fast-Forward to the present, and Michael had married a horrible woman named Miranda. She and her daughter (Penelope) hated you with a burning passion. She ripped the heads off of your dolls, stole and ruined your clothes, and worst of all, she took your dad away from you. Her mother just ignored you, and made you stay in your room all the time. Today the boys were coming over for a barbecue. You loved your uncles, and hoped that they would see the way that Miranda and Penelope treated you. Michael never saw their attitude towards you, but clearly made Penelope his favorite. You sat at your vanity, brushing your hair, and fixing your bow.  You had your favorite summer dress that your mom had bought for you before she died. You walked out of your room, and locked it or else Miranda and Penelope would get in. You heard your uncles knock on the door and you rushed down to greet them. You ripped the door open and hugged them. They laughed before walking inside. You held Luke's hand tightly, because you knew that they wouldn't do anything mean in front of the boys.

...

You waved goodbye to the boys, and walked back inside. Your dad was waiting at the door, looking very upset.

"Y/N, did you steal Penelope's dress?"

"No, this is..."

"Daddy She's lying!" Penelope shouted, fake tears running down her face.

"Y/N, stop lying!" Michael yelled.

You looked at him, shocked. You are his own flesh and blood, and he just believed some stranger over you.

Tears started to run down your face.

"I didn't take it!" You yelled.

"Penelope wouldn't Lie to me, she's my daughter!" He yelled at you.

You were appalled. If your mom was here, she would have yelled at Michael for saying that.

"I was your daughter first" You whispered, and ran to your room.

You slammed, and locked your door. You grabbed a bag and threw random things in there. You jumped out of your window, and ran to the only person you could trust.

You walked up the driveway, and knocked on the door, still crying.

"Y/N?"