Finding Hope

Chapter 1 Part 2

I woke up to the color white. It burned my eyes so I closed them again. A couples minutes later I tried again. I finally got them open only to see an I.V. in my arm and a monitor beside me. I could still feel the soreness on my body.

A middle aged man came in. "how are you feeling?" The man said with a worried and gentle voice. "like shit" I could hear a slight chuckle after I said that. "well im very sorry to hear that, but on the bright side we just have to keep you here just for alittle while while we keep you on medicine, you fell pretty hard."

Confusion crossed my mind. What did he mean "you fell pretty hard" ?.  "do you mind I asked as to what you mean by, you fell pretty hard?" 

"of coarse I don't, your dad came in with you and said you fell down the stairs". That little peace of shit. " no,no,no,no you got it all wrong! My mom and dad beat me up, as a matter of fact they do it every day. And don't get me started how they make sure I feel like scum. You can't let me go back with them please!" I said as I started to go into hysterics. The man looked so worried, "what are there names?"

"Tammy and Harold Parker" " ok thanks, don't worry your in safe hands" " by the way sir, I didn't catch your name" "Hunter,you?" "Mary Jane, but you could call me m.j." "okay well let me get this settled m.j., be back in a giffy" "giffy?" I started busting out laughing, but immediately quit because my ribs started to hurt. "are you okay?" He asked kinda chuckling now. "haha very funny" I say sarcastically. "ok well I'll see you in a minute"

1 hour later:

" hey m.j., we got it handled your parents are both in jail. But not for a long time so please be careful" "okay" "do you have a family member you want to stay with" "yes sir, his name is Niall Horan he is my cousin" I had no doubt in my mind that I wanted to go with Niall. He was always there for me. And he knows exactly what my parents do. But we both agreed we wouldn't tell any one.

Flash back:

  I was 17 about a year ago, my dad took a lighter and burned my skin. Niall just so happened to be doing a tour just around the corner. So I snuck out of the house and made it to his bus. By now I look dreadful wearing leggings and a baggy tshirt of mine. Mascara running down my face probably. I arrive at the bus, knock on the door, Niall pops he's head out the door, once he saw me and my mascara on my face, "oh my gosh m.j. What did he do this time" "can I come in please" "sure" I walked in to find four hot dudes in there also, but one caught my eye. He had curly hair, and gorgeous green eyes. All I did was look at him and run for a room. I don't like to cry infront of people to the best that I can. I've only cryed infront of my parents and Niall. "are you okay m.j." "just peachy" "what happen" " dad took a lighter and burned some spots on my legs" "m.j. You are more then welcome to stay with me" "NO SHE IS NOT NIALL BRING MY DAUGHTER OUT HERE RIGHT NOW!" My dads voice boomed through the cracked window. I ran into the room where all the boys were, and ran behind the couch and started panicking/crying. " Niall don't let him get me please!" "Harry go take care of her NOW!!" Next thing I know I see who I suppose is Harry the one with curly hair coming and sitting beside me behind the couch. "are you okay" "no" he pulls my head into his chest and for some reason the comfort makes me let all my tears out. "im wetting your shirt im so sorry please don't hurt me" "I didn't like it any ways" he pulled my head back to his chest he then proceeded to pick me up bridal style and brought me to the couch beside the black haired one. "Hi im Zayn and you are" "M~Mary Jane but c~call me m.j." "nice to..."

BANG.... Thats what I heard before he could finish his sentence,next thing know I'm having my dad drag me by my hair and out the bus. The last thing I heard was "I'm so sorry m.j. I Love You we'll see each other again some how" Niall exclaimed/cryed.

Present Time:

*phone call*

N:hello

M:Niall it's me m.j.

N:OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY WHAT DID HE DO, I CAN'T WAIT TO GET MY HANDS ON HIM... I'LL HAVE HIM IN JAIL FOREVER.

M:maybe not forever but he and mom are in jail for a little do you think I could live with you, if not I don't know who to live with.

N: 100% yes, where are you?

M:at the hospital

N:be there in a while

3 hours later:

"Oh My God, m.j. Are you okay? Look at all your bruises, I knew I should have told some one when I had the chance to. That sorry excuse of a father and mother should of been in jail a long fucking time ago!" "let's go home please I'm sleepy"

3 hours later:

Niall opened the car door for me, then we got my bags and went to my new room. IT IS HUGE. I had a queen size bed, a big desks with huge mirror with it, a walk in closet,and a connected bathroom, right beside my bed is a big table with a mini fridge on top of it. Before I can do anything else, I run for the bed and as soon as my head hit the pillow it was lights out for me.