15. Brad

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Chapter 15 of ∂αngєяσυѕℓу ѕαfє?

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KATY'S POV:

I cant believe my own eyes. Am I dreaming? His brown silky hair turns around and two pairs of Grey eyes stare down at me. Its been such a long time. I cant even recognise him but I have a gut feeling its him. Brad. My childhood Friend.

|| FlashBack | Katy is Nine years old. One year has been since her parents abusive behaviour started. ||

KATY'S POV:

Today I was allowed. Allowed to go outside. Actually I need to get some groceries from the market down town. It's January: Its snowing. However I had to walk, I didn't really expect them to leave me there and wait for me moreover even help me. I wore my boots and black puffy Coat. That all I had. No gloves, scarf or hat. I just don't understand why not? Do they want me to freeze till death? On second thought, they might as well be planning on just that.

I start to trod to the market. I keep my head down which results my Brown hair to fall around my face. As I walk I kept thinking about my life and how did I ever deserve this. My thoughts possessed me and I didn't realise I walked passed the market and into the park.

I have never been here before. My abusing parents never let me. I never get to mingle and at school no one talks to me.

I was going to walk back out of the playground when I bumped into this boy and his toy monster fell down.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." I tell him as I bend down to pick it up.

"Oh, it's ok. Thanks." He replies as I pass him his toy back. His fingers lightly brush mine as I pass the piece of plastic to him. His touch was cold. It must because of the snow.

" Your welcome and I'm sorry again." I tell him and look into his grey eyes. As I was going to turn around I hear him say " Wait!"

I turned back around and raised a brow.

"I haven't seen you around before. Did you move?" He asks me. Clearly he doesn't attend my school so I should tell him the person I am. Moreover the person people think I am.

Or shall I give him a chance and make a new friend for a change? I like that idea! I squeal to myself and look at him again.

"No and I haven't seen you around either. Are you new?" I ask him smiling.

"No, I come here often though. My name is Brad. Brad Fillen. What's your name?" He asks me with his hand stretched out of me to shake.

"I'm Katy. Katy Stone. Nice to meet you." I answer and shake his incredibly cold hand.

"Brad come back here!" I hear a womanly voice call out.

"Coming!" Brad shouts back. "I have to go. It was nice meeting you Katy. Want to be friends?" He asks me in a rush. I couldn't miss this opportunity to have a friend. So I replied with confidence.

"Yes, I would love to Brad and the pleasure is all mine. Thank you, Bye!" I tell him as he smiles and runs away. A huge grin creeps up along my face.

I jump up and down in joy : I made a new friend!

|| One year later. Katy is 10 years old. ||

"Happy one year friendship anniversary!" Brad, my best friend quietly shouts.

Today exactly one year since we meet and I am very happy. It's a special day for me.

Me and Brad meet up secretly in a hidden place located in my backyard. I climb out of my window and meet him every two days at night. It's Midnight.

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