Abused and Shy (Johnny Depp) [a very sweet story]

I watched the blood run down my arm as my ruthless mother cut me, and then she threw my back pack, full of heavy books at me. I cried and ran into my room, picking up my crappy, old phone, I called Jessie.

"Hey girl, what's up?" She answered real pep-like.

I just cried into the phone and told her about how terrible my parents could be to a seventeen year old, and their daughter for that matter! "Aw, Soph, I'm so sorry...." Jessie tried making

me feel better, but it wasn't working.

"I think ill just go, and put Sl-sleepy Hollow  in..." I sniffeled.

"Alright, but be safe okay...see you at school tomorrow." She then hung up, she knew I wouldn't be at school tomorrow. I quickly put Sleepy Hollow in my DVD player and pressed play. I was now content, while watching Johnny Depp pass out. I know most of his movies by heart, and could say each of his lines, if I wanted to....I've even had acting classes, only when my oldest brother would come get me on weekends though. He's the only one that really cares, and he thinks I'm a great actor! I smiled as I cleaned the blood from my arm and said lines along with Johnny.  I have got to be his BIGGEST fan, well....I know bigger fans, but...I absolutly love his acting...that's why I like Johnny Depp so much, cause he's a good actor and I respect him because he's really good at what he does. Most people, though...only like his appearance. I'm not like that, and hello...seventeen here, but still......

About half-way through the movie, my dad bust through my bedroom door, ripped Sleepy Hollow out of the DVD player and pulled me down the stairs by my hair!

I screamed in pain as my dad through me up against the wall and I spit out blood, which is what I usually did when he beat me. Plus, I have a bleeding disorder, I'm just happy I haven't bled enough to die yet, sometimes....I wished I would.

"Get the hell out little whore!" Dad screamed. I quickly picked myself up and ran up to my room. I walked to the other side of the room and picked Sleepy Hollow up, damn him!! It was scratched, and I guarantee, it'll skip like crazy now! I grabbed all my Johnny Depp movies and a few outfits. I also grabbed the picture of me and my brother when we were little, well, I was little. I slipped my converse on and ran from the house, I stopped at the park to grab my guitar, because, if I kept of at home it would only get broken. I sat on the street corner and cried a while, then began to play my guitar and sing, "Pain," by 3 Days Grace, just more like a girls acoustic version.

"Pain, without love... pain,I like it rough...cause I'd rather feel pain then nothing at all...." I cried a little more as I changed the song to "All Kinds of Kinds," by Miranda Lambert.

"Thomas was a congress man, with closets full of skeletons, and dresses that he wore on Friday nights....Phyllis was a pharmacist, a dab of that a pinch of this, concocted to suppress her appetite." I trailed, and stopped playing.

"Why'd you stop?" That voice...was, familiar. I looked up and almost had a heart attack!

"D-do you know who you are!?!?" I stammerd, a big goofy smile on my face.

" John Christopher Depp II, at your service miss." He smiled at me, I couldn't believe I was meeting him!!

"Uh...yeah, um...I'm sorry, its j-just...." I trailed, as I looked up, I tried to cover my black eye from earlier with my hair.

"Well, you obviously know me, so...what's your name?" He asked, I looked  up and watched the moonlight dance in his eyes.

"Sophia Grace Carter..." I informed. He smiled and then sat down beside me, then I realized...he's just like everyone else.

"Your 42 right??" I questioned.

"That's right Sophia." Johnny was still smiling. (yeah, yeah...... I might make it a love story... and she's seventeen...cause, my mom and dad are like 26 years apart, so age don't matter!!) "How about you?" He asked.

I looked down and sighed, "Seventeen...." I trailed, I continued looking down.

"I can play guitar too, how'd you learn?" Johnny suddenly asked.

"Oh...I mostly taught myself...hey? What are you doing here anyway??" I asked, he looked down the street and then back at me.

"I'm just out for a walk...to get away from things." He explained, I nodded in understanding....everyone needs a brake.

"I wish I could say the same...." I trailed letting a tear slide down my face.

Johnny seemed to get a little worried, "What's wrong?" He asked being generally nice. I shook my head,

"Things at home aren't exactly, how should I put this...... good?" I questioned myself. "Great? Things at home are not the best, lets just say that." I finally said.

Johnny looked down as if he was in some kind of thought, then out of the blue asked,

"Do you have somewhere to stay?" I looked up, the wind, now filled with light rain, blew my hair wildly.

"I'm not going to lie....I got kicked out of my house."

Johnny looked around, then shook his head and mumbled something, and looked back at me.

"Would you like to stay at my place until you get on your feet?" He suddenly asked, we both were standing by now and the rain had began to beat on the Earth heavily. I felt sick and I leaned on a pole, Johnny's face got confused and then I felt my nose bleed coming on.....the warm liquid flowed freely from my nose and then I did what I always did after my father beat me, I threw up my blood. Johnny had became a blur to me as I hit the ground....

    When I woke up, I was in a soft, warm bed...my clothes had been changed. I looked around the room, was this a girls home...if so its extremely nice. The huge room had light blue walls and flowers lined the borders of the paint. I smiled feeling safe for the moment, and got up. I slowly walked to the door, and looked out. There were maids, in cute black outfits, with white aprons. I looked down both directions of the hall, then made my way into a huge living room, with cream colored walls.

"Morning Miss. Carter," one of the maids greeted me. She was young with dark black curls and big green eyes that could light up a room.

"Please, call me Sophia..or Soph." I informed, she smiled at me.

"Well, Sophia...Mr.Depp would like to see you in the dinning room." My mouth fell in the shape of an 'O'. Did she just say, Mr.Depp? As in...Johnny, wow! no wonder it was so nice.

"O-okay...what's your name?" I asked as we walked toward what looked like a giant kitchen and dinning room.

"Miranda." She said smiling.

When we made it to the kitchen, there he was, sitting, with a table full of breakfast foods! I had never seen so many breakfast foods in my whole life, mostly cause my parents are cheap, but....dang!

"Thank you Miranda, Sophia...please, sit." Johnny said, I smiled and sat down. Miranda walked away and turned down the hall I had left out of. "So, did you sleep well...you had quite a spell."

"Yeah...um, happens every time...after," I looked down not wanting to say.

"After what Sophie?" He asked, I blushed at the new name.

"After," I sighed. " My dad beats me....its only because I have a bleeding disorder and my parents don't care enough." I said, Johnny's face looked complex and a little angry. "Its fine though.....I'll be eighteen next week." I informed, in which...his face seemed to lighten a bit.

"Well, how about you stay with me until your eighteen, and then we'll go from there...how about it?" He asked, I smiled.

"I'd like that...very much." I smiled and then he told me I should eat. Everything was great, and for once...I felt as though things were looking up.