Chapter 6

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Sorry I have been slacking guys, skipping ahead a few weeks in Hazel's life. 

Dan's POV

"You're not my dad! You don't care about me!" Hazel sobbed and slammed her bedroom door. To say that the last few weeks had been tough was an understatement.
I decided to let her keep seeing Hope's brother but it was the last straw when she left her phone unlocked on the couch and I read their conversation.
I know that was an invasion of privacy but I couldn't help it. He changed my innocent girl. She started sneaking out and cussing more and coming home with bruises, most likely from girl fights over him. He was not right for her.
 I took her phone and that only started a huge argument. 

Phil sat on the couch in the livingroom and sipped his tea, sighing.
 "Should we talk to Alex?"
 I sat beside him and shrugged, "I can't do this father thing. This is all too much."
I grumbled and buried my head in my hands. 

Hazel's POV

I laid on my bed sobbing.
He ruined it. I loved Alex.
I sat up and made a split second decision. 

I was going to leave.

I walked to my closet and shoved my clothing and shoes in a bag, skillfully climbing out the fire escape. I ran. I ran until tears blurred my eyes and I couldn't feel my hands from how cold it was. I looked up and saw was street I was on.
Close to Alex's house. I ran to the door and knocked loudly. "Alex!! Alex please open up!" I begged and he came to the door with messy hair and sweatpants.
He was mad. He grabbed my wrist and pulled me up the stairs to his room, pushing me onto the bed. "Why have you not been answering me? Are you cheating on me?"
He asked and before I could answer a loud smack was heard and my cheek burned. I started crying harder and he kneeled down, wiping my tears.
"I'm so sorry princess. I didn't mean it. I know i said it before but it won't happen again." He apologized and I nodded, curling up against his chest and falling asleep. 

This was not the first time he hit me but he always said he was sorry.

He had anger issues, he couldn't help it.
He never meant to hurt me.
I just didn't listen.
He only wanted what's best. 
He loves me, I swear.
...And I love him.


This story is not being read a lot. I am thinking of stopping it. Thanks anyway.

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