Chapter 13

391 19 2
                                    

**2 Days Later**

*Taylor's POV*

Today Jade was released from the hospital. We decided to have a movie night and ordered Chinese food and watched Safe Haven. We were at the end where they showed the whole dinner scene with her abusive husband. Jade started crying, then started another panic attack. We shut the telly off quickly, helping her breath go back to normal. "My father did that to me. Every night." she whispered. Ed and I had shocked faces, never knowing it was that bad. "I'm going to tell you now, but please don't think of me badly, or pity me please." she asked. We nodded, surprised.

*Jade's POV*

I finally decided to tell them. They had a right to know, and I trust them now. They wanted me even after the kidnapping. "It all started when I was three, my parents didn't really care for me, and started to come home drunk. They would leave me in my tiny crib that was way too small for hours, then would beat me, worse if I cried, until finally I became used to it. It would happen every night, until I was seven. They would verbally and physically harm me, they would call me worthless, useless, a waste of space, fat, and ugly, until I started to believe them. My only refuge was music. When they were at the bar I would sing, and write. They always locked me in my room, not caring if I had a book and pencil. The abuse lasted for 4 years, every day, every night after they were done at the bar. They were teen parents, hating their mistake, or me. They didn't see me as a human being, just a little mistake. I was also bullied in school, because of my bruises and burns. No one loved me, or even thought about how I would feel as I was pushed down the stairs. No one ever cared. The beatings got worse as I grew up. They would get more out of hand until one day when I was seven, they were especially mad. They said they were tired of me, wanted me to be gone. They brought out a knife and that's when I started screaming. Mr. Hudson next door called the police, who arrested my parents for child abuse. I was then taken to an orphanage, where I was bullied. I finally gave up on someone to adopt me when I was 10. I had too many scars, no one wanted a messed up ten year old, when they could have a cute 5 or 6 year old. I got my first guitar from Charlotte, for my 11th birthday. I started putting music to my lyrics. I got a little radio from Charlotte when I was 9, helping me write. I became a fan of y'all, Little Mix, and One Direction, and started learning to play your songs. It helped me through life. The day you guys came to the orphanage, I didn't want to get my hopes up, so I didn't go down. I had a flashback, which is why I was so sad, until you guys adopted me. My whole life got better because of you. I finally knew what love was." I told them. Mum was crying, and Dad was trying to comfort her, looking incredibly sad himself. I didn't notice it until the water hit my shirt that I was crying too. Dad pulled me into a hug, that Mum soon joined in on, all of us not speaking, just grieving together, thanking the Lord that we got the chance to be together, here and now.

 

AN: So now you guys know all of Jade's past. You saw bits and pieces of it, but now you know it all. How do you like her calling Taylor and Ed, Mum and Dad? Hope you are enjoying reading this as much as I am writing it. Thanks for reading and love you guys! Hope you guys love, love, love it!

Never Known LoveWhere stories live. Discover now