"I'm sorry, baby! I'm sorry! I really am! Mommy loves you and I'll see you soon!" My mother shouted as she struggled, trying to get out of the cops arms as they were shoving her into the cop car.
"I'm sorry, sweetie! I love you so so much! I'm sorry, princess!" My father yelled, in the same situation as my mother.
I stood there crying as I watched all the cop cars drive away but one.
"Do you have someone to live with, miss?" The cop asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders, looking down with tears still streaming down my face.
It was cold outside, snow on the ground and late. Maybe twelve to one in the morning. So I stood there in my pajama pants, slippers, tank top, and robe on the sidewalk in front of my house. People came outside of their houses trying to understand what was going on. In all honesty, I didn't really understand myself.
"Well, it says here, in your files, that if something like this should ever happen, to contact your dads brother, Simon. So we'll just ring him up while you wait here, okay?" He told me glancing up from his clipboard a couple times.
I was in shock. "I'm moving in with Uncle Si.....in London!?"
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The Past Can Hurt. {Louis Tomlinson} (Complete)
Fanfiction"She loved him and he loved her, but it wasn't that simple."
