*Vivian's POV*
I had a strange dream last night. I grab my book from the side on my bed and started writing.
May 14-2016
If you are reading this- well you know. Anyways I had a strange dream last night. I had a dream that I finally did it- I ran away. Well come to think of it I haven't been dragged out of...wait. Where and am I? This isn't my room. I don't have a big room I don't have a bed frame...It-it wasn't a dream. It actually happened...
I'm going to go downstairs I'll talk-or write-later...
I put my book back into my bag and quickly put on jeans and my crop top. As I walked down stairs I hear someone in the kitchen cooking. As I reach the living room I was greeted by someone. I turned around and saw it was Jc!
"Oh my fuck....your Justin Caylen!!..." I exclaimed.
"The one and only baby" he said flirtatiously.
Oh my God...Jc Just called me baby.
"So are you Sam's girl?" he asked.
"Oh.." I looked down a little embarrassed, "no, I'm no ones girl..."
"Oh I'm sorry- so who are you?" he became all awkward and rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'm Vivian...I'm here cause-" suddenly a familiar voice, most likely Sam, cut me off.
"Oh Vivian! You're awake. I didn't want to wake you. Want some pancakes?"
"Umm sure. Oh sorry Jc, I finally ran away from my dad and I saw a light at the house and ran here. Then Trevor let me in...and yeah..." I said while walking to the kitchen.
"You wanna talk about it?" Jc asked.
"Not really..."
"Come on Vivian, it'll make you feel better. Promise."
"...it's a lot. Are you sure?" I didn't really want to talk about it just yet, but if it was your favorite YouTubers asking how you are would you?
"I got all day, but I'm pretty sure the other guys would want to know. So instead of going through the pain of telling it six times, just say it once when they all get here. Is that okay with you?" Jc had a point. It was going to be scary with my anxiety but- it's the guys. I mean they're the reason why I'm still here...
"Okay"
After about twenty minutes most of O2L was downstairs...wow it's weird to say that.
Another ten minutes goes by and everyone is downstairs.
"Okay I'm just going to say it. Who are you?" Kian asked, "not to be rude but, seriously who are you?"
"I'm Vivian..."
"So who's are you?" Kian asked with a slight smirk.
"She's no ones Ki." Jc snapped.
"Oh sorry...I just assumed. And you know- I'm sorry." Kian turned red.
"So what happened?" Connor asked.
"..." I looked over at Jc. He gave a reassuring nod, "I ran away from home.."
"Why? What's wrong with home?" Connor said curiously.
"Its a long story."
"Come on. We got time. We have nothing to do today." Trevor insisted.
"From the beginning?" I asked. Everyone gave a nod, "okay... Give me one minute and I'll be right back."
"Um okay." they said.
I ran up to Sam's room and got my journal. I wouldn't mind if they knew about it. They are the reason I still stand. After I got my book I ran downstairs and sat back down.
"November 26, 2011. My mum died. I didn't cry until August 12." I took a pause because I haven't talked about this to anyone.
"I mean that's not bad." Sam said.
"I didn't finish. I finally cried August 12, 2014..." the look on their faces made me want to run again. But I knew I couldn't run forever and needed to stay. Well until I find a place. "She was the only one I had. Her and my dog Peppermint who also is dead."
"What about your dad? And do you have any siblings?" Connor asked.
"My "dad" is a fucking drunk who deserves to get hit by a buss and my dumbass brother can go jump off a cliff." I said it really heartlessly but I didn't care.
"That's kinda harsh." Trevor pointed out. And it was.
"Want to know why I think of these things?" once I started I felt like I couldn't stop. Its time someone else listened. Not me. No one ever cares about me.
"Yes?" Jc said.
"So you see this scar?" I stood up and raised my shirt so you could see the side of my stomach.
"..yeah.." Sam said.
"My brother tried stabbing me while he pinned me down. My mum found him before he cut to deep and rushed me to the hospital while my dad said it was my fault. You see this bruise?" I pointed to my shoulder rolling up my sleeve.
They gave me a slow nod
"My dad punched me because I didn't get the right soda. I didn't cry cause that's not the worse that's happened to me..." i looked down and a tear started to roll down my cheek.
"I know I'm not the only one curious...but what's the worst?" I should've known someone would ask that...
"Both...both my brother and dad...r-raped and molested me..." I just told me biggest secret...to some guys who didn't know me..
"Why didn't you call the police?!" Kian seemed a little annoyed.
"I have once. And when I did my dad over heard and made me say it was a prank."
"Or else?" Ricky asked.
"...he would hurt mum.." I thought I was strong enough to do this. I began to cry, no I sobbed. And after I started sobbing I ran outside. I sat on the front steps.
"Vivian..." I heard Sam call.
When I looked up I saw him...my dad I got scared and screamed. I ran back inside, locked the door and then ran back upstairs.
*Sam's POV*
"What?" we were all confused to why Vivian screamed.
I checked the peep hole in the front door and saw a man.
"Bring that little shit out here!" he yelled.
"I'm sorry who are you?" I asked through the door.
"I'm her father! Now I told you to get her out here!"
"Well if you were really her father you wouldn't call her a 'little shit'." I then walked away from the door.
I turned to the guys and put my finger to my lips showing them to be quiet. I then pointed up stairs mouthing 'go to her'. I followed being the last one to go upstairs.
