Everyone's got a dark side

Ronnies past

*Ronnies Pov*

A few days ago we had gone to the beach and I had my first kiss, although I wanted to keep it to myself. Now we kiss more often but still, every time it feels like to first. I also tend to be very shy about it. I giggle to myself after and bury my head in his chest and he just smiles at me.

Right now I'm sitting on a couch next to him watching the movie Grease. Then I wonder if he can relate to Danny, being the hottest yet the most baddest guy in the school. 

"How was it to you?" I ask.

"Sorry?" He said in confusion.

"I meant like high school in those times. Were you like Danny?" I ask. He just chuckled and shook his head. Then after a minute he finally spoke.

"I was an outcast nerd and Liam was the athlete. Although not for long, Liam was invited to a party and one time he took me and that's where I met Silvia. She dated me and I quickly got popular and I even changed my looks and next thing you know I became 'the hottest guy in school'." He said and I began to laugh because of the weird voice he makes whenever he tells stories. Hes usually very boring at telling them but hes just naturally silly so its not all that boring.

"I see babe. So its like a yes and no? How about your friends. You said you got popular so you must've gotten a 'gang'." I said.

"Erm yeah but they were the ones who got me into trouble. I don't really remember their names very well but that doesn't matter anymore." He said and we both think back to the time he told me about his dark past but it really didn't bother me anymore.

Later on in the after noon Liam, Harry, and I went to our school and see what we could do for all of our absences.

Apparently we missed too many days to go back and we'd have to attend summer school or get held back. We went along with summer school.

Once we got back home me and Harry went into the kitchen to cook something to eat whilst Liam looked through the post mail. 

"Whos Mr. Parker?" Liam said.

The sound of his name sent shivers up my spine. 

"T-thats my foster dad..." I mumbled,

"Sorry? Did you say something Ronnie?" Liam asked suddenly bringing Harrys attention to me as well.

I got the envelope out of Liams hands and went outside to the back porch to see what this letter had said.

*Harrys POV*

"What do you think is going on?" Liam asked.

"I dont know, I think I heard her say Mr Parker but I'm not all that sure. Who could that be?'' I ask him and he just shrugs his shoulders. 

I wanted to know badly but by the look on her face and the tension she built up in the room I could tell she would much rather read the letter alone. I didn't have to worry though because I saw her sitting on the porch outside through the kitchen window.

*Ronnies POV*

Dear Veronica,

The orphanage wanted me to write you this letter just so I can know how you're doing, not that I care of course.  Anyway if you can write back just so we can say your new "caretakers'' have you in a good enviorment and such.  I would just like to say that we are glad you left. We wont miss ya and don't return we dont need you here anymore. Bye and write back its manditory.

-Robert Parker.

Of course...

I completely forgot about writing back to the orphanage about how well I'm doing here. I didn't really get hurt by my foster dads words. He and his wife never like me so one day I asked if I could please move in with Ave hoping she would care for me and she did... Even if now shes gone..

My life was a complete mess...

I had the most wonderful parents until my physco aunt murdered them and then kidnaped me and my brother. Then a miracle happened and we escaped to safety in my grandmothers arms. That until I was 11 and at that time she passed away. My brother was older than me but we got into a huge fight and he moved to LA with a relative. We had no family nearby, at least not that I knew of. 

So as I was packing to go to the orphanage required by law I had picked up a photo album found under my grandmothers bed. I was too much in a rush to see it at that time but I was still curious so I kept it close. Then when I got a room at the building I sat on my bed looking at it wondering who the girl was next to my mom. On the back of thee pictures kept saying Margarette and Avelenia. 

They looked so happy and very close. Then I remembered sobbing into my pillow thinking why my relationship with Bruno was like that and why my life just got worse by the years. 

The worse was yet to come. I constantly got bullied at school and at the orphanage for getting anxiety attacks a lot.. They called me a freak, a crazy girl, some weirdo that will never be normal.

Then one day in my room I sat alone around the age of 14 and I saw a random blade sat on my desk. I took it and examined it or a while. My fingers feeling around it until I accidently cut myself. I didn't bleed much but it hurt. Then I decided it was better to leave it alone. 

A few moments later I realised my cut got worse so I went to the bathroom in the hall to wash it off. Another girl about 12 years old was in there and she saw me wash the cut on my finger. Then she asked "What happened?'' I told her I cut myself and she had a mini heart attack and pulled up my sleeves to nothing, but in the procces her sleeve rolled up and I saw dozens of marks on her wrists all the way up to her forearm I presumed. "W-whats that? Your cuts are much worse." She tried to run away but I grabbed her wrists to prevent her from leaving. 

That entire night Katy had told me about her past and boy did I think my life was bad.  She said she does it to relieve pain but that she doesn't recommend me doing it because its a life ruiner. Soon we became very close until she got adopted. My world had ended at that moment until I got my foster parents. I thought they were going to take good care of me and such but I was wrong. They beat me, disrespected me, made me do harsh labor work. My life was miserable and soon I couldn't take it anymore and so I took out the blade and painted my canvas red.

It happened a lot and once somebody saw it in school and then I became the suicidal freak. I wanted to kill myself at that point but I remember Katy telling me to never do it.  All because I was her guardian angel and that if I die she dies.  That one day we will see each other again and I truly believed her: also that if I needed someone, to talk to the moon. It would be our mirror and I still do that almost every night.

Then I found the photo album again and in the back it had various numbers on it. I doubted they still worked but I tried anyway. I was so curious to find out who Avelenia was and she actually picked up the phone and I asked her where she lived and all and soon I was with her. I kinda ran away but kinda didn't. I told my foster parents later on the next day and they were glad someone took me out of their hands. 

And from then on my life has been wonderful. 

I look down to my wrists and see the scars. I had then just realised how much I've been crying. Suddenly I heard a knock on the door and it was no other than Harry so I swiped away the tears quickly and hid the note because I know Harry doesn't ask permission to come in. He only knocks and invites himself in.

"You ok? You've been out here for a while now." He says rubbing my shoulders.

"Uh yeah Im fine thank you." I say.

"Oh Liam found another letter from a guy named Bruno Brooks.'' He said.

A 'are you fucking kidding me' came out of my mouth and Harry got concerned. 

"Whats the problem?'' He said kneeling down to my eye level as I was sitting in a chair. "Thats my so called brother." I say and he responds with "Oh''.

I took the note out of his hand and wondered if I should read it now or later. I decided that later would be a better time.

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Hi guys Im so sorry for taking ages. I try to write as much as possible.