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Chapter 1

Hey guys! If you're reading this, thank you! I've always wanted to write a story so I started writing one like months ago but I ran out of ideas so I deleted it but here I am trying to write a new one again. I honestly don't know what my story is going to be about but then I got the idea to write a Cimorelli fanfic since they are my favorite. Okay, enough. Here's Chapter 1.

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Nicky's POV

"Ahhhhhh!" I heard someone scream.

That scream caused me to wake up. I immediately ran out of my room. I ran down the stairs to find out what's going on. At the living room I found my uncle holding a knife against my grandfather's neck. My grandmother was their too (I call her "mama") she's panicking.

I don't know what I'm going to do. I think my brain stopped for a while. I immediately ran to the kitchen and got some water. I gave it to my grandma, she drank it so she won't pass out cause she normally does when she panics. I put her to my room then called the cops. My uncle is a drug addict. He hurts my grandfather whenever he comes home drunk. Soon the cops came.

"Walk outside with your hands up! We got you surrounded!" One cop yelled.

My uncle did what the cop said. He handcuffed my uncle.

"I'm gonna be back." My uncle said while smirking.

The cops put him in a police car then the other cops went in to check on my grandma.

"Where's your grandmother?" A female cop asked me.

"She's in the room to the right upstairs." I answered.

"Thank you. I'm Skye by the way." Skye the cop said.

"I'm Nicky." I introduced myself.

"We're going to bring your grandma to the police station to ask her some questions. Is it okay if you stay here? We're going to drive your grandma back here after." Skye said.

"It's okay. I'm gonna go tell her." I insisted.

I went to my room to tell my grandma what Skye told me. Skye followed me.

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It's been 2 hours. Grandma's still not back. I'm just here in my room, thinking about everything. I feel like giving up. I'm only 13, I'm too young to experience these. It's so hard living a life like this. My parents are separated, I have 2 step sisters, I got no one who understands me, my uncle's a drug addict, I'm in charge of EVERYTHING in this house, I get picked on in school, there's always a fight going on here, I witnessed someone die when I was 8, etc. I'm just so tired of having this life. I'm a good girl. I didn't do anything to deserve this kind of life.

I felt my cheeks, they're wet. I looked at myself in the mirror. I'm crying. I cry some more until no tears are left. I got my phone then went to twitter.

"I feel like giving up.." I tweeted.

I went to my book shelf then grabbed the box located at the bottom shelf. I opened it then got my white bear. My dad gave it to me when I was a week old. I hugged it very tight then suddenly my phone buzzed. I got a notification from twitter. I checked it then saw Christina Cimorelli quoted my tweet.

"Don't give up sweetie. Life gets rough sometimes but it will get better 😉" Christina said.

"Omg. Thanks mom! I won't! 😊" I replied immediately.