My name is Malena. I come from a broken home. I grew up in a bad neighborhood in East London. I started selling drugs when I was 14 to try and help my single mother and two sisters. When I was 17, I thought it was best that I leave home. I ended up moving in to the local "Drug House". Anyway, one night a few years later, I was asked to push some pills at a club. I never usually did clubs, but because I was running low on cash, I said yes. After most of the pills were sold, I decided to sneak out the back door of the club into an alley. I don't remember much of what happened, but I do remember being surrounded by about four men, then being backed into a wall. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach then I was half dressed laying on the cold pavement. I then heard a man say " I think she's hurt!" Then I remember waking up in a warm hospital bed. To my left was the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my short 20 years. He had dark brown hair and deep brown eyes. I had no idea who he was or why he was in my room, but I was not about to argue. When he noticed that I was awake, he signaled for a nurse and that was it, he was gone and didn't return to the hospital. I was released two days later, but now I had bigger problems. I had no money and nowhere to stay. I couldn't go back to the drug house because I didn't have the money from the other night, and I was no longer welcome to stay with my mother, after I moved out, she practically disowned me. I was cold and I was homeless, so I just wandered the streets of London. I would say it was late afternoon when I spotted the man from the hospital on the other side of the road. Without thinking, I quickly crossed the street and tapped the man on the shoulder. He turned around but before he could say anything, I told him "I don't know who you are or why you helped me, but I want to thank you, I would probably be dead right now if it wasn't for you". He stared at me for a moment, and I thought that I had the wrong person. He said to me: "do I know you?" I was freaking out on the inside, but I responded with "I woke up in the hospital two days ago and I saw you sitting next to my bed" and to that, his eyes seemed to come alive and he was smiling. "Oh right, now I remember, I hope you're going to be okay", he said with the most sincere tone in his voice. "My name is Dan by the way", he told me as he held out his hand. I took it and said "I'm Malena."
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FanfictionAfter falling in with the wrong crowd when she was only 14, Malena Hart, now 20, had one very eventful night which she was sure would lead to her death, but when a strange man rescues her, what will happen to her shitty life.