Shadows- Austin Mahone Fanfiction

Chapter Three

A/N WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SECTIONS OF CHILD ABUSE READ AT YOUR OWN RISK DO NOT SAY I DID NOT WARN YOU. I AM WELL AWARE CHILD ABUSE IS NOT OK. IF YOU ARE BEING ABUSED WHETHER YOU'RE A CHILD OR NOT WHETHER ITS SEXUAL, PHYSICAL OR SOMETHING ELSE, I HAVE LEFT SOME NUMBERS BELOW YOU CAN CALL AND KNOW I AM HERE FOR YOU

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“Don't go Mommy, please don't leave” I cried into my Mommy's chest, “But I have to go to work sweetie, plus you'll have good fun with Daddy today” I gulped and put on my best brave face and pretended time with Daddy was fun. “Okay” I mumbled. “Good girl” she smiled kissing me on the nose causing me to let out a giggle. I watched as my Mommy got up from her knee's and went over to my Daddy, kissing him on the lips, icky! I seen her whisper something in his ear before she kissed him again and grabbed her handbag and left. Daddy looked at me with that smile he always gives me when Mommy leaves us alone. His scary smile.

I get up from the floor and run to my room. I'm scared now, I don't like being left alone with Daddy he hurts me. He tells me I'm a bold girl and bold girls need to be punished, but I can't remember what I done wrong so when I can't tell him what I've done he hits me harder. Mommy doesn't know because he made me promise I wouldn't tell and he told Mommy I'm a big girl now, I can get ready myself. But he is right I am a big girl, I'm 5.

I run to my big teddy, his name is Mr. Cuddles because he always cuddles me when Mommy's not here to cuddle me and I'm scared. I cuddle him close to my chest when I hear Daddy coming upstairs to my room. I hold my breath hoping he wont hear me and just go to his room. Cody is napping in his room. I don't like when Cody cries because I don't want Daddy to hurt him or I don't want him to be scared so when Daddy hurts me I try not to be loud so he doesn't wake up.

“Rebekah sweetie where are you” I could hear Daddy calling me but I was to scared to respond. I heard him knocking on my bedroom door, and I hugged Mr Cuddles tighter. I whispered a little prayer to God “Dear God, I don't like it when Daddy hurts me, Please don't let him hurt Cody. I love Cody. I will let Daddy hurt me if he doesn't hurt Cody please God please keep me safe” and then Daddy walked into my room. He looked at me, he looked very angry. “Come here you mistake” he was trying to be quiet and not wake Cody, or maybe he did not want Mr and Mrs Davenport to hear him. Daddy says they're very nosey but I think they're very nice.

I got up as Daddy told me too. He grabbed my hair and pulled it, I held in my screams and only let the tears come out of my eyes but I wouldn't make noise. He threw me onto my bed. My head felt sore from where he was pulling my hair. I began to crawl up my bed I didn't want him to hurt me more, but he followed me. I knew what he was going to do “Daddy please no!” I begged as quiet as I could. “Don't Daddy me” he looked very angry. He turned me on my belly and pulled the zip of my dress down. He took my dress off me and began to touch me in places.

“NO DADDY NO” I woke up in a jolt. My whole body was shaking and I was sweating. Emilie came running in “Bekah are you okay?” she came to my bedside. I couldn't speak. This usually happened after reoccurring nightmares. I swallowed the lump in my throat and managed to speak “it-it was just a bad dream”. Emilie didn't look to convinced but I think she knew she had to drop the subject and not to push it. “Okay, well now that we're awake, its time to get planning for tonight” she smiled. I knew she wasn't happy dropping the topic and moving onto a new one. I know her, she needs to solve things right on the spot but I let her know enough last night. I sighed and returned the smile “Yeah I guess”. It was in fact my first party that didn't involve family and sitting in a dull hall where streamers hung messily and the only sounds you could hear were the ones of the mumbled chatter between the adults.

I peeled the covers of my sticky body. The sweat of fear had drenched my body and I was in desperate need of a shower. As if it were my own home I made my way into Emilie's bathroom with the wash bag I had prepared in my runaway bag. I washed myself I wrapped a towel around my body and made my way back into the spare room in Emilie's house which was really classed as my own room as I stayed there so often. I pulled on some fresh under-garments before pulling on a fresh pair of maroon skinny jeans and a black tank and over-sized cream woolly cardigan. I pulled on my black vans. I left my hair to dry into its natural form and went to meet Emilie in the kitchen.

Emilie's Mom already had breakfast ready for us. She had gone out grocery shopping so we left her a note of thanks on the table before taking our bagels and coffee to go. Climbing into Emilie's car we drove to the Mall. I had all my savings with me so what better way to blow them then on a brand new outfit? Pulling up outside the Mall, I looked at the clock. It was 12pm so the place would be getting busy. We found a parking spot and locking the car we made our way towards the doors.

The cool Fall breeze blew through my damp hair causing the wispy dry pieces of hair to splatter across my face. The walk wasn't long and we were soon greeted by the heat of the large shopping Mall. Forever 21 was Emilie and I's favourite store so of course it was the first stop. We both tried on different outfits until we found the perfect ones.

Leaving the store we made our way around the mall in pursuit of different items of clothing and accessories. All was going well until I seen him. Why did he have to pop up now? Of all times? Of all places. I gulped as we made our way by him and his crew. His body language spelt out something that I wasn't quite sure of, and as we neared closer to him and his crew the size of his pupils said everything. He was high, which meant he was dangerous. I had heard stories of what had happened when Austin Mahone was high. He would start fights with anyone, because he was so unaware of what he was doing. I was afraid for my own safety as well as Emilie's.

He caught me staring at him, and his facial expression changed to fury “What're you lookin at bitch, keep movin” he hissed, his voice was slightly calmer than his expression. My pace quickened and I let my gaze fall to the floor as Emilie followed quickly behind me.

Little did she know, I had seen the opposite side of Austin Mahone less than 24hours ago. Something no one would believe, Something no one would hear, Something I was sure I’d never see again

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A/N Yes I am well aware that this chapter is quite controversial but I did warn you! Here below I have listed some websites and numbers if you are suffering from abuse! PLEASE DO NOT HESITATE TO CONTACT THESE PEOPLE PLEASE FOR YOUR OWN SAFETY!

USA- http://www.nccafv.org/child_abuse_reporting_numbers_co.htm (numbers for all states here)

Ireland- 1800-66-66-66 (Childline)

UK- 0800 1111 (Childline)

These are only a very very small fraction of numbers and numbers for your country are very easy to find online so please I encourage you to do so as these organisations are private and they can help you.

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