Lilly Evans who is Tristan Evans younger sister has many untold secrets. Life is hard; she is in an abusive relationship and feels worthless everyday of her life. Until one night where she meets Bradley Simpson, that's when her life begins to change...
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I ran home through the rain as fast as my legs could carry me. If I can keep this pace up I should be home in roughly five minutes. I continuously look over my shoulder to see if he is following me - if he catches me I know he will make sure to teach me another lesson.
Let me tell you how the situation I am in started. My name is Lilly Evans, also known as Tristan Evans - the drummer of The Vamps - little sister. I'm seventeen years old and in a relationship with a boy called Josh, however after our one year anniversary our relationship went downhill. I tried to leave him, but he wouldn't allow me to, he would tell me that if our relationship ended then he would kill me.
Tonight I was supposed to stay over at his apartment, but when I arrived nobody was home, so I decided to tidy up a bit.
Around forty minutes ago Josh came back to his apartment drunk and he brought two of his friends with him. When Josh gets drunk he gets even more abusive towards me, if that's even possible. I asked him to come through to the kitchen where I told him carefully that had to leave and that I couldn't stay over. His reaction to my news was not good. He started shouting and throwing things around and slapped me forcefully across the cheek before going out to the back garden for some fresh air to try and calm down.
When he left to go out to the back garden I took that as my opportunity to grab my bag and jacket and bolt out of the apartment before he hurts me even more later on after his friends leave.
So here I am running back to the farm which I call home, scared out of my mind at the thought of Josh chasing me and beating me up for running away.
Summed up, I'm running home in the pouring rain to escape my jerk of a boyfriend and most likely sporting a bruised cheek.
I look over my shoulder again to double check that I am not being followed to find car headlights approaching. I try to pick up my pace even more, only to trip into a pot hole - which I didn't notice - on the single track road and twist my ankle.
"Oh my gosh. Please no. Not right now" I mumbled frantically to myself over and over, whilst sitting on the side of the single track road holding my now swollen ankle.
I was starting to slip into a panic attack. My throat began to feel like it was closing up, each breath getting even more difficult to take. I felt like a complete wreck. Crying, struggling to control my breathing and sitting injured at the side of the road. I watched on with my eyes wide in fear as the car began to slow down as it neared me.
Through my panicked state I heard two car doors open and close followed by two pairs of feet run towards me.
It's okay Lilly, just lie to Josh and tell him that you had to leave urgently due to a family emergency at home and then maybe he wont hurt you as bad, I thought to myself. A part of my brain was attempting to calm me down, however my panicking side of my brain was more powerful.
I lowered my head to look at the ground, only to see two pairs of shoes enter my vision. I clamped my eyes shut and attempted to make myself smaller by hugging my knees to my chest and tucking my head between them.
"Lilly! What on earth happened to you?" I know that voice, it's safe.
I slowly lifted my head - my breathing still heavy uneven - to see Tristan my big brother kneeling down in front of me. Without any words being said I threw myself onto him for a hug and tucked my head into the crook of his neck, finally feeling safe as he wrapped his arms around my trembling state in a protective manner.
After a minute of hugging, I started to calm down and gain control of my breathing. It was then that I noticed Tris was whispering soothing words to me, helping me to calm down.I slowly let go of my brother and sat back down onto the side of the road, where he glanced over me to see where I was hurt.Once he seen my bruised cheek he huffed in anger as he knew how I would have gotten it before looking closely at my ankle trying to see if it's broken or sprained.
Whilst Tris was looking at my ankle, I realised that behind him was another boy. Must be one of his band mates. After looking at the curly haired brunette boy for a moment I turned back to my brother.
"Tris I want to go home" My voice came out small and more tears were threatening to spill over my waterline.
Tris flicked his eyes back down to my ankle and let out a small sigh before looking me in the eyes, silently asking me to confirm if he was right to assume that my bruised cheek and injured ankle were from the source of Josh. I simply diverted my eyes away from his.
You see, only Tris knows about Josh and I's relationship, but he found out by accident. I am a terrible liar, so when I return home from Craig's apartment with my arm in a cast, it didn't take Tris long to get the truth out of me. I was trying to keep my abusive relationship a secret, I didn't need sympathetic looks or pity off of people, especially not my family. It took a but of persuading but I managed to make Tris promise not to tell anybody.
Hearing him huff in anger, I timidly looked back towards him to find him standing up and looking around. He then went over to his curly headed friend and they started talking quietly, every so often one of them would look over at me with a concerned expression on their face.
I am going to call Tristan's friend Curly until I find out his name, I thought to myself.
Tris then began to walk to the car and Curly slowly approached me, kneeling down when he got to me and shooting me a small smile of reassurance. I shyly gave a small smile back before wincing at the pain in my ankle. Next thing I know Curly is picking me up and carrying me bridal style to the car, he then places me in the back seat carefully and straps me in. Curly then jumps into the passenger seat before Tris continues to drive the rest of the way home.
"My name is Bradley but you can call me Brad" Curly or should say Brad softly told me as he turned around to check up on my shaking state.
"It's lovely to meet you Brad I'm Lilly" I managed to splutter out.
Oh my... wow he's lovely. I hope he sticks around for a while.
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Hey fellow Vampettes! This is my first chapter of my Vamps Fanfic! I hope you enjoy!
