Teenage Hearts (JTR FanFiction)

Panic

Kristen's POV

"Mum do we really have togo to Sweden?" I groaned sprawling out on the lounge room floor and my mum laughed "yes sweetie, we really do. its only for five months." she answered and I immedietly sat upright "FIVE MONTHS?!" I hollered in disbelief

"Yes five months, my company wanted to transfer me permenantly but I went for the 5 month option instead. you will have to go to school there for the time being, honey it will be fun! I'm sure you will make friends" my mother tried to assure me, but I was having none of it

"Mum, I don't even speak Swedish for fu-" I started "Don't you dare young lady. My company is supplying a tutor for you, you have a whole month with the tutor to become fluent in Swedish before we leave and your tutor will come with us and be our guide. she is from sweden and knows english so my company gave her accomadation for her and her sons here and flew them over so she could tutor you, so I suggest you concentrate more on university and learning a different language instead of spending all your time listening to music and going out.You will be attending university in Sweden for the time we are there" My mother said before leaving the room

"The tutor is due here in less than an hour, I'm not sure if her sons are going to join her so you better get dressed." mum ordered, I mumbled profanities under my breath as I went to shower, I took off my pajama's and got into the shower hissing at the hot water, we had the wost plumbing ever, it was either steaming hot or freezing cold, no inbetween.

I washed myself and my hair and shaved, all that normal stuff, before getting out and wrapping a towel around my body. I made a quick dash to my room to change into my black skinny jeans, plain grey t-shirt and denim jacket with black leather sleeves (A/N picture on the side c:), my black converses and black beanie

I put girls lynx on and did my makeup, light foundation, winged eyeliner, mascara, clear watermelon flavoured lip gloss.

My nails were painted black.

I straightened my hair and readjusted my beanie on my head

I sighed as I looked in the mirror, wishing i was skinnier, prettier.

I grabbed my sketch book and pencil case deciding on drawing until the tutor got here, I went back downstairs and sat on the lounge, I decided on finishing my sketch of a young girl, sitting all alone in the corner of a big white room, her knee's brought up to her chest as she cried, I wouldn't admit it to anyone, but it was me.

I was sketching what happened the night my dad walked out on us, I was only 10.

He and my mum got into a huge fight, I tried to make them stop but dad was angry, he went to hit my mother but I stood in front of her and he hit me, sending me to the floor.

He wasn't my daddy anymore, he was a monster.

I remember him calling out to me "WAIT, KRISTEN NO COME BACK BABY GIRL, DADDY'S SORRY!" but I wouldn't listen, I ran to my room and locked the door, I stayed there in the corner for hours until a note was slipped under my door.

Daddy's so sorry darling, but I have to leave.

You're mummy is beautiful but we can't be together anymore. We don't love each other anymore. By the time you read this daddy will be gone, I'm going to America.

I wont be able to see you again but please be strong for daddy, I love you darling.

-Daddy

I started sobbing and I ran downstairs, but just as he said, he was no where to be seen.

He left me, just like that.