The Devil's Eyes *HarryStyles&&LouisTomlinson*

Chapter 2: Somewhere Out There

It has been three years since my mom has been dead. It has been two years since my dad had been dead. And it feels like internally since I saw them.

After my dad died, I didn't want to move in with anybody. Since I was still minor I couldn't have a lot of say. I was put into a foster care for a year, and was homeschooled for a year too. I don't feel like facing human being.

I develop social anxiety over the years. I don't understand of how I could develop such a illness. I was always the one talking in my class. I was that one girl you saw a smile on my face. You would never think life has been beating me up constantly. But my life has been ever since I found out my parent was having problems.

My friends always told me that I was the sunshine of the group, but I lost contact towards my friends. I pushed them away so badly. I don't want to loose more people than it is.

I remember the night like it happened yesterday. I will never smile again after that night. I felt so lost. I will never want to feel like the same way ever again.

I remember when my dad came home from his business trip earlier when they called him. He explode into tears. I didn't see him ever like this. I didn't know how to react. I just didn't. I cried over a year every night. My mom was my best friend. I trust her with my life, and I never did for anybody else. I couldn't take it anymore.

I saw my dad as he drank himself to death. Everyday I saw him drinking. Every night I was out and clearing my head. I use to blame myself for her death. What if I stayed with her, and help her? She could be still alive. Who knows. Or we both could be dead. But I need my mother to help me guide me to the right road of life. Now I don't have a support mother.

Now, my father dead. His friends found him dead when they came to visit him. I held so much inside. I didn't have nowhere to go. So the government had to take me. I was under age to 'survive' on my own.

I didn't know what to do, guys. Imagine your parents just being ripped out of your life and having no one. Isn't it horrible?

I can't bear hearing two death happening so soon. When I taught my independence from the court, it took almost year for them to agree.

I had to live on my own, because I didn't want to live with any other human being. I can't bare losing another person in my life. I see my dad suffer. I saw my mom being stabbed repeatedly, and I didn't do anything to help them. They could be alive right now.

Since I had a year left in high school, and my parent's life insurance is given to me, so I can't afford to live on my own. However, the court order a regular every two weeks visit by a social worker. Which is better than living with people who I don't know. They gave me welfare like food stamps, and they pay for my rent. But if I deside to skip class, school or slack off they will have to put me under watch by another adult. I didn't want that so I did what I was told.

It has been awhile since this all happened. I had to move across the country to keep me safe....but was it safe.....

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"Hey Kat ! What are you doing this long weekend?" Louis yell over me. So I made one friend. He was pretty tall with tattoos, but no piecing. He has these beautiful blue eyes. Then his outfits are outstanding.

"I don't know yet. I'm thinking about going to this party that Carry invited me too." I take a sip of my coffee. I'm at this Cafe De Envy, they make a bomb ass coffee. They also make all kinds of pastry, it is one of the popular coffee shop and hang out on campus. But I prefer going to campus library. That is my hang out. I sit by the huge windows looking out to the lake Waka.

"But I don't know where! Why? What do you have in mind?" I start to get my books together since we need to go back to our dorms before curfew. Yeah I'm in University of Maine, and I met Louis from a misup roommate. I wanted a girl roommate , but there was a mistakes with the placing. Since she moved back to New York. She got into a dance academy. I wish I could dance like Vel. That was her name, but I don't remember what was her last name or what she looked like.