Sarah's POV
I was going back to my own home. Don't panic, just so I could get some things. My belongings and everything I owned. I realized that with what happened earlier with the other boys is that I can't be around other people and have them worry about me. I couldn't stay with Tobi and constantly drown him with my emotions. I need to go somewhere on my own. I love Tobi and some of those other boys so much but I can't do that to them.
My parents were both currently out, my mom at home, and my dad probably sleeping with another woman, again. I climbed into my room through my window which was left open a bit. I didn't leave it like that, did I? I climbed off the window sill and into my room to see it completely trashed. I pulled out my phone and dialed Tobi almost instantly. I didn't even realize I had done it until I heard his voice. This has happened before so it felt like routine to call him.
"Hello?" His voice snapped me back into reality.
"I need you here, come pick me up." I hung up without letting him respond. I went to my closet and pulled out a large suitcase and a large duffle bag. I began packing anything that would fit: clothes, shoes, memorabilia, etc. I also ran downstairs and looked through the kitchen for my father's cash stash. He had saved hundreds to thousands of dollars for when he needed to go to the bar or to a strip club. I was going to take it all.
I finally found the cash in the top cabinet which I was having trouble reaching. I climbed onto the counter before hearing the front door open and heavy footsteps coming my way. I finally got the case down and quickly opened it. I grabbed the stack of emergency cash and shoved it in my back pocket. I turned around to feel a large strong hand swipe across my face. I winced at the pain on the left side of my face. Shit, my dad was home.
I struggled to get around him as he kept a tight grip on my wrist causing me pain. Then I heard someone else's voice from the front.
"Shit shit shit shit shit." I couldn't recognize it in this situation, but I hoped it was here to help.
Tobi's POV
"I need you here, to pick me up." With that she hung up. I dreaded that sentence. That meant she was at home, either getting beat by her drunk father or that she needed to escape him. I sprinted inside the Sidemen house from the backyard where we were filming for Simon's main channel. I heard some footsteps following me inside as I had left without an explanation in the middle of recording. I slammed open the front door ran down the driveway to my car.
"Where are you going?" Simon.
"Sarah needs help." His expression changed like I had never seen before.
"I'm going with you." I didn't have time to argue with him so I nodded as he quickly ran to the passenger's side of the car. The journey to Leeds would be long but Sarah might need major help.
-TIME SKIP-
We arrived at her house and I saw that her dad's car was here. I panicked and ran to the front door, finding it ajar.
"Shit shit shit shit shit." That was the only word I could get out of my mouth.
I opened the door to see Sarah being held by the wrists by her abusive drunk father. I pried his hands off of her and then felt as he hit the side of my face. I had never really been hit before, but it stung like hell. And it was strong enough to knock me off balance to where I fell to the ground. I watched in pain as he grabbed Sarah's hair and threw her to the ground beside me.
"Where's the fucking money?" He yelled at us. 'What money?' I thought, but then I remembered what Sarah would tell me about him leaving to the bar. She tried it. There was no way we were getting out of this easily, not unless there was someone to help us. Just then someone came running into the room.
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