Dad-Buscus (Toby Turner Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14: New Life

Read Author's Note at the End. >_<

2 MONTHS LATER.

Viviane's Pov~

Since I ran away, things started to go up hill.

I met this group of homeless kids that are my age, and we've stuck together since then.

I don't know how long it's been, but I don't care.

I love it with these guys!

They're just like me and they understand everything!

I was sitting on our old, beaten up couch in our old, beaten up, abandoned shack.

Ace came and sat next to me.

Ace and I are the closest. He's so nice, and he really does understand me and helps me out more than you could ever imagine.

"What's up, little red?" 

He calls me little red because when he found me, my dark red hair was faded, my black routes showing because I wasn't able to dye it back then. Now it's just black with a few blonde streaks.

"Nothing much, big blue." I smile up at him.

I call him big blue, because he has these big, beautiful, bright, blue eyes. They really are a gorgeous shade of blue. I-

I shake the artistic thoughts out of my head.

That's not me anymore.

I don't think of stupid artistic things.

That was the old me.

The new me enjoys stealing things from local gas stations and mugging old homeless men.

"Gonna tell me what you're thinking?" Ace asks.

That's another thing. Ace can pretty much read me like an open book. I think he's around 18, but he's definitely beyond his years.

I sigh. No use lying to him.

"Just thinking about my old life."

He squeezes my arms. "It's alright to do that sometimes, you know. You gotta miss it. I know how sad you were when you missed One Direction's new music video premiere." he jokes.

"Hey! I told you not to talk about that."

Yeah it's childish, but I really wanted to see it. Don't judge me, okay?!

"The others should be back anytime now. I think they're bringing food." he says, changing the subject.

The others.

I like them, too.

There are four others, that makes six of us in total.

There's Ben, who's my age, he's pretty tall and has black, longer hair and likes to wear black a lot. He's mostly quite, but I can get him to joke around from time to time.

There's also Kat. She's awesome. She might as well be the leader. She's about 16, dark brown hair, and bright blue eyes, sort of like Ace. She also has a lot of tattoos. She's really pretty and she's pretty much the mom of the group.

There's also these two guys, who are twins, and they look exactly alike in the face, but they're completely different otherwise. The older one, Dylan, has shorter, goldish-brown hair, and he's super buff. I call him the Mini Hulk, because that's who he reminds me of.

The other one is Cole. He has longer, messy goldish-brown hair. Him and Dylan have matching, green eyes and Cole is more of the smarter one and Dylan is more of the 'Mess with me, I'll punch you in the throat.' kinda guy.

We're all pretty much family now-a-days.

We're all each other have, really.

Sometimes I wonder if Uncle Jim ever looks for me. It's been a while since I ran away.

I wonder if anyone is looking for me.

I doubt it, I mean, who else, besides these guys, could possibly love me?

Now I'm just some stupid, dirty orphan kid with problems, fighting to stay alive.

I do get depressed sometimes, but I haven't resorted to cutting myself. Despite all the things I've been through, and despite all the hateful feelings I have towards him, I promised Toby I wouldn't cut. I keep my promises. Unlike some people.

Anyways, once the others come home, they did bring food, which I was excited for. We only eat like 4 times a week.

"We brought a treat!" Kat smiles as they all enter the front door of our run down shack.

Kat tossed over a bag of McDonalds.

"Oh my gosh!" I squeal.

"Happy Birthday, squirt." she laughed.

Of course it isn't my real birthday. At least I don't think it is. I don't really know what the date is.

We were all stuffing our faces and joking around when there was a knock at our crummy little door.

We all looked at each other.

Who could possibly be knocking?

Is it the police?

Are they gonna arrest us?

I can't go to jail! I just can't!

"Viviane?" A familiar voice shouted from behind the door.

All eyes were on me.

"Viviane? Are you in there? Open up if you can hear me!" 

I start to panic on the inside.

What do I do?

Do I open it?

Do I leave it closed?

He'll go away eventually, right?

He doesn't need to see me.

I'll just stay here. He'll go away.

"Do you want me to take care of it?" Ace whispers.

I shake my head. I don't want him to get hurt.

How did he even find me?

I slowly make my way over and open the door.

"Viviane!" he says, rushing over and hugging me.

A/N:

Hello! If you guys wanna see the CHARACTERS in this book, please go to: http://buscusfan112.webs.com/

In the blog section, there are the characters for THIS STORY.

I'm also trying to come up with characters for my other storys, so if you have any ideas, please send 'em in! THANKS!

Peace off! BOOP!