Not long after having to sit in between the innocent looking blonde boy and the quiet one with dark eyes, we pulled up to a small frail looking house. I looked out around at my surroundings as the now distant memory of them being so chaste faded into only a childish thought. I missed the U.S. My only recollection that I could grasp onto was the phone call I made. I remember hearing my mother’s strangled cries and I remembered the loud bang following. Then… silence. I can still feel my body trembling for what was to come… I can still feel the heat radiating off of my wet tears from that night. Every little detail brought me to where I am now.
“Fae,” someone from above me whispered but I didn’t look up. The light surrounded me, manipulating my pupils at the sudden bright exposure, parting me from the trance I appeared to be in. I had been moved to a small room and now I was sitting on a twin sized bed with silky white sheets. I realized my wrists had been unsecured by the tight metal shackles as I instinctively moved my hand up to rub my arm. I guess I had been so lost in my train of thought that I didn’t even feel myself walk in.
“Fae… please talk,” I heard a deep voice speak lowly, concern almost apparent in their voice but not quite there. I shook my head slowly and closed my eyes. My body was limp as I slouched lazily, my eyes training on a small thread coming out of a ratty, old rug.
“I don’t talk to strangers,” I whispered warily, keeping my gaze locked on the thread, studying its binding to the rug. I felt the bed shift inward next to me and I snapped back to reality, only able to look up reluctantly. A bitter frown made its way to my face as I looked into the deep brown eyes of the boy I had caught myself thinking constantly about. Kids were right. High school is tough.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” he started, reaching to place a hand to place in on my bare thigh. Reflexively, I swatted his hand away and scooted as far away as I could from him. My knees found their way to my chest and I held myself tight in the corner of the bed. Goosebumps layered my skin as my eyes cut into his, the sadness and sulking turning into fury.
“Who do you think you are?” I whispered a little louder, my blood boiling over in rage as I struggled to keep my position. Liam’s eyes narrowed at me and he clenched his jaw, looking away.
“Why did you even bother acting like you cared? So you could use me?” I questioned feeling the burning in my nose and a lump beginning to form in my throat. He remained silent and just kept clenching and unclenching his hands. I shook my head and laughed sarcastically. This shouldn’t even matter. I’ve only known him for two days but the way he cuddled me in. The way he would look at me for slight second then look away when I caught him… It doesn’t even matter now, knowing that he’s cruel and disgusting enough to work for my uncle.
“You and your stupid asshole friends are just as disgusting as my uncle and you all deserve to be locked away,” I spoke my opinion strongly, ripping the sheets up to cover myself. Liam’s face twisted sharply as he rose to his feet and narrowed his eyes at me. Cold emotionless features towering over me, making me wish I hadn’t said anything.
“You think I talked to you because I wanted to use you? You honestly think I just spent 5 grand on you so I could be accused of trying to steal you away for money? That doesn’t even make sense,” His tone was on edge and his eyes were blazing but I didn’t care. My body stiffened and I clenched my teeth infuriated by his choice of words.
“If it was such a big deal than take me back and tell your stupid boss that I’m not worth it,” My body shook and I found myself wishing I was back at that stupid building. I didn’t want to talk to Liam. I didn’t want to talk to any of them. A buzzing sound erupted from his pocket and his hands dug deep into the space, grasping the phone tightly before hurling it to the other side of the room. My shocked eyes followed the phone as it shattered on the wall then bounced onto the carpet. When I looked up his face was directly in from of mine and his breath was coming out in shallow puffs hitting my face lightly.
“Why so you could be taken home by someone who doesn’t give one single fuck as to what happens to you because that’s what could’ve happened,” Liam pulled away and breathed in sharply, placing both hands on in head in attempt to cool down. I sat there looking at him for a while then ripped my eyes away from the sight to focus on something less irritating. I scoffed and laughed silently, sarcastically again.
“You don’t know me,” I finally said after a while of silence, my eyes serious and my lips in a tight line. Liam head shot my way and his fist slammed into a mirror hanging by the bed as he let out an angry growl.
“For fuck’s sake Fae, can’t you see I’m trying to help you damnit!!! But you’re too thick sculled to listen!!! Fuck it I don’t care,” he shouted swinging the door open and storming out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him. Fresh tears rolled down my cheeks and I held my breath, trying to deny the hurt I was feeling inside. I had a right to be acting difficult didn’t I? After all I did just basically get pushed into something against my will. A sob escaped my lips as my whole body isolated in cold fear. I was scared and nervous of my future and thinking about it made my fear worsen. The knot in my stomach twisted and turned making me want to puke as I sobbed into my knees. There was a gentle tap on my knees and I looked up to meet green eyes gazing caringly into mine.
“I brought you some clothes to change into, you must be freezing,” the boy named Harry held up a folded red T-shirt and what appeared to be fuzzy pajama pants with little Santa Clauses on them. I couldn’t help but giggle just a tiny bit at the pants. Wobbly tears still traveled down my face from my crying session before he came in. His eyes lightened and a small smile spread across his face.
“Here love…lay on your stomach,” he placed a hand on my arm but I jerked away. I shot him a terrified look and he shook his head.
“No… I was going to clean the burn on your shoulder and bandage it up,” Harry reassured me, smiling caringly before I nodded.
“Thank you,” I whispered and uncoiled myself from my position, laying on my stomach and resting my head on the soft pillows. At least he had the decency of being nice.
“This may sting a little,” Harry warned before pushing my hair back away from my skin, moving the lose strands onto the bed. Slowly but surely the burning and stinging began, making me wince and gasp for air. My little hands gripped at the sheets as the pain continued and a silent scream left my body shaking.
“All done love,” He whispered, rubbing my back attentively as I tried to get over the pain. I forced my mouth shut and hid my face in the pillow to hide my tears. A few moments passed before I felt his warm hands flipping me over gently and cradling me to his chest, helping me to stand on my feet as he began to release his grip from underneath my knees.
Harry helped me stand and dress in the very baggy pajamas he gave me. I was grateful though… Tight anything is the last thing I need right now. I think I’d prefer wearing this over anything else ever again.
“Liam didn’t mean to get angry… He just loses his cool sometimes when he feels like someone isn’t listening,” Harry explained as I sat on the bed silently. I nodded and tucked a piece of my hair behind my ear looking down.
“Well… sleep tight love… we’ll try to figure out this mess in the morning,” He stood up and began to walk toward the door in easy strides. His curls bouncing as he walked making me giggle to myself a little. As he reached the door he looked behind him and bit his lip somewhat nervously, a frown on his face.
“We really didn’t mean for you to get caught up in all this,” he said slowly, worry clear in his light green eyes. The room went silent and my mind went blank for a minute at what he was saying. Was he apologizing for this?
“I understand,” I managed to say softly, looking into his soft eyes. He nodded with a hard expression before walking out and closing the door behind him. I was left alone in the room but somehow I felt safe with the moon shining through the thin curtains. My legs tucked neatly under the cool sheets before I laid on my side and tried not to think about the bad for once. For now I was safe and that’s all that mattered. My eyelids dropped heavily and I drifted off into a dreamless sleep. Probably the most peace I’ve gotten in the past week.
~~~ Hey whoevers reading this, sorry for the shitty chapter. I'm sick right now and i can barely think but it would be really helpful if you let me know what you think of the story by voting or commenting what you like and dislike about the story... thanks!! turtles... lol! Xx~~
~Autumn~
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Fanfiction17 year old Fae Hinderson seems like the ordinary girl with ordinary problems. Moving schools from half way across the country she's forced to live with her aunt and uncle in non other than a nice place called England. Her plans were to get through...
