Moment for Life

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Finally Loved

My story, If you steal I will be forced to take legal actions, and trust me I will not hesitate to do so. All copyrights reserved. Steal it and face consequences.

*London's POV*

It's been four years. Four dreadful years with my adoptive parents. They beat me physically, and hurt me mentally and emotionally.

They fed me every two days, while every night the go out to eat. It's just me, London and my cat Lucy. Since I'm not allowed to eat everyday, I make sure Lucy does.

This has been going on for years, I'm 17. They've had me since I was 13. One day this is just going to be a memory. Unfortunately, today will not be that day. Because, I hear the front door alarm ring "front door open" and I immediately know it's my 'parents'

"GET THE F_CK DOWN HERE LONDON" I hear my 'mother', Felisha call from downstairs, and I almost immediately dash downstairs, because in reality they scare the hell out of me.

As I approach them, I say a soft "y-yes mother?"

"Why is this flower pot broken London?" she asks trying to sound sweet but I for one know it's all an act, She makes me want to puke. Her dark devilish eyes, so dark their almost black. They were staring oh so deeply. Eyeing me, waiting on a response.

"I - I - I don't know mother" I whisper so low, I couldn't even hear it. I hear and see her deeply inhale, Damn Cruella De' Ville is coming out. 

She gets in my face and screams "WRONG ANSWER! NO WONDER YOUR MOTHER DIDN'T WANT YOU, FAILURE."

They almost immediately start beating me. I started to scream my lungs out for help. They turned up the music, and kept beating me senseless. I tried to overpower the music with my screams. I screamed until I blacked out, my eyes were getting heavy, and I couldn't resist, but to let them close.

*Unknown POV*

I was on my way to handle some business.......... When I'm walking down the street, I hear screams. They sound like it's coming from a shorty. I run toward the sound, and land at a door. I open the door to reveal a girl in terrible conditions. Whoever did this to her is nowhere to be seen. I pick the girl up and rush to the hospital on feet.

"Hi Sir" the lady greets me

"Hi, uh somebody hurt her, bad. Please help her" I basically plead to the lady behind the desk

"Sir unless you are close to her, you aren't allowed in. Who are you to this young lady?" She asks me politely, but stern at the same time.

I took a deep breath before saying  "I'm her Boyfriend"

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*London's POV*

When I wake up, I'm at the hospital, I think. Although I've never been to one, they look like this in the movies. This is partly what I was expecting to look like. White walls, peaceful, a bunch of machines by you. They basically watch your every move. The dull colors, just make me tingle. My arms and legs are covered in band aids, and I feel so numb as though I cannot move. I have nothing to do, but sit here and stare at the blank hospital board consisting of the Date-8/20/2012, Room Number-6-115;Bed 1, Assigned Doctor- Dr. Rant , Nurse- Mason, then A family note ~which was obviously blank~ There was nobody in Bed 2, which means again, alone.

I feel unwanted. I do not matter, and I wonder who would bring me, such a worthless girl who talks to herself in her room at night, in the dark. They were the only ones who understood me. My alter egos. While my parents would be downstairs fighting, I would escape to a better place. With my friends, these were my only friends, and I loved them dearly, but sometimes you have to let go of what you love. I just have one problem, I cant do that. They make me, They understand me, and most importantly they do something nobody else has, They care for me.

My mind starts to wonder, who brought me here? Nobody would ever care enough, or at all to bring me here. It couldn't be my adoptive parents, they don't care enough for me to even think of a hospital as a choice. They hate me. But as a child, I was too naive to see it. I just thought they love me so much they wanna hurt me. I was wrong, they only keep my because they get money every month for taking me in. Isn't it sad how desperate people are for money. They use that money to drink. Ruining their livers, honestly i've learnt to know what is hate. I have no Idea what Love is though, I've never been loved or loved. I barely even leave the house.

My deep thoughts were interrupted by a guy, somewhat older than me in scrubs coming in out of nowhere into my room like he owns the damn place! I look at him up to down and he isn't bad looking, tanned, brown hair, and mesmerizing blue eyes, which are what most caught my attention, I'm over here with dull brown eyes and his eyes, I could stare at them all day, I think i'm already getting lost in them.

He leans by the whiteboard and cockily says "Done checking me out?" Oh no he did not

"Ain't nobody checking you out cocky much." I say with a little attitude

"Chill out, I'm just joking, I'm Mason by the way, your assigned nurse" he says then adds a wink

"Oh, Hi um, sorry" I shyly say

"It's okay, uh the doctor will be here shortly, we have to take some test on you to see when you are probably able to get the heck out of here."

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