It was him, my real dad. My eyes started to tear up "d-dad I thought you were dead!" I cautiously approached him as his head slowly turned towards me. Half his face burned and chard like when they found him. " you're no daughter of mine my Y/N would have tried to save me!" No I couldn't ,I was held back ( I'm doing thoughts in italics now) as I tried to stutter out my answer "n-no I -"" don't give me your pathetic excuses brat," he screamed as he turned away through the door. " NO PLEASE!" I screamed over and over .
"Y/n,y/n wake up " I slowly opened my tired eyes to see a messy mop of black hair shaking me from my nightmare. As my eyesight cleared the mop of hair turned into a quite handsome teenager. "Who are you?" I asked with a timid voice " don't remember me then how offensive not to remember your only friend in primary.""B/n is it really you?" "In the flesh," as he finished his sentence my arms found their way round his neck as tears of joy ran down my face."missed you to, come on let's get you into the car." He whispered in my ear as I nodded. I missed this guy way to much .
A/n: sorry its been so long but here ya go
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Why Me?
Teen FictionYour a 14 year old girl with a horrible stepfather. With your mother working abroad for some years, the only person who can save you from yourself is an old childhood friend.
