chapter 9

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Liam's POV

After I told Sydney to calm down since she seemed startled by something, my mind went crazy. I have so many questions for her when she wakes up. I see a slight glow on the other side of the bed.

I carefully slip out behind her and walk over there. I pick up her phone and read the text message she got.

I'm back. And I will find you and you will be punished. It's time to come home, sweetheart

Who is this and want does she/he want with her? Another question to add to the list I have to ask her tomorrow. I carefully tiptoe back to my spot on the bed and wrap my arms around her again and slowly stroke her blonde hair.

It seems she hiding a lot from us. What doesn't she want us to know? Does she not trust us? So many questions run around my mind. But seeing Sydney sleeping right now puts a smile on my face.

She seems peaceful. The way her expressions are drawn on here face make it seem she is happy. Or Maybe she's just dreaming of something good right now. She probably doesn't get happy dreams from what I'm hearing.I heard from Harry she started screaming from a dream she had, while I was out getting breakfast one morning.

Not even the God's above,

could separate the two of us.

I sing softly in her ear. At this moment my mind has calmed down and I worry about my daughter in my arms. She deserves love. She deserves to be happy.

It feels like if I hold her to tight she'll break, but if I hold her softly someone will take her. I should just fall asleep I have Sydney in my arms and That's what I care about. She's safe. She's safe.

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Sydney's POV 

Today I wake up scared.  Liam is still sleeping next to me. His arms are still around me and I'm still cuddled up against him.

"Good morning, Sydney." He whispers.

"I didn't mean to wake you." I say. I hate when I wake up people. They seem so peaceful and then you wake them from their dream or whatever.

"You didn't wake me, but It's okay no need to be sorry." "Oh okay."

"Sydney I have a question. Well a few," he says, " I saw the message you got last night. Who was it from?"

My eyes widen. He wasn't suppose to see that. He's gonna figure out things and be put in danger. Should I tell him the truth? He saw the text so I can't lie. Crap.

"Umm... Well... I-It was my dad. I guess he still has my number." I really thought he wanted me away. He put me in the orphanage and walked away laughing his face off. Obviously he was drunk and I guess he forgot where he put me, so That's why he ever came back.

"What did he mean by 'he's back'?" Liam seems worried. I can't let that get to me. He can't know what happened or he will get hurt.

"He's coming." That's all I can say before I burst out into tears.

"He will never get you, Sydney. It's okay." He said while bringing me into a hug and stroking my hair.

That's what you believe. He always gets his way. That's how my mother died, because of him. That's why I have scars up and down my body. Because of him.

"How about we stay here today then, yeah?" I guess he gets that I'm scared to even go outside.

"Yeah, Okay. I'm going to get in the shower."

"That's fine. I'll see you down at breakfast." With that he kisses my cheek and leaves.

I find my phone on my dresser. I thought I drop... wait Liam saw it. And where's my case? I look under the bed to find the case as well as my blade. I wave of relief comes over me. He doesn't know that I cut still. Good.

I bring my blade into the shower as usual. And cut my thighs and hips. Soon going to my wrists. I should've done this yesterday so I wouldn't be in this situation. I thought to myself. How did he find out? Or was he just telling me that he's coming for me.

My own blood drips from my side and wrist. This is want he wants. He wants me to die. He's probably after me to just beat me up.

"Sydney, you okay in there?" Niall says, ripping me from my thoughts.

"Oh yeah! I'm almost done! Sorry." I answer quickly putting away my blade and than washing myself off. Did I really take that long? I really hope no more attention was drawn...

As soon I walk out with the outfit Zayn picked out yesterday on, I'm greeted by Liam and Niall.

"Hey Sydney," Niall says, "are you okay? Liam said something about your dad and you told me some stuff about him."

"I don't know, Niall." I don't want to tell him how I really feel or at least not right now.

"Sydney, you are safe. You have the five of us. We would do anything to be able to keep you safe. Just remember that." Liam says while pulling me into a hug and kissing my head. I hug back because maybe just maybe he may be right. It's only when I'm in their arms is when I feel safe. Maybe I do trust them. Maybe they do care. Maybe they do love me.

"Let's go get breakfast, yeah?" Niall asks. Liam picks me you and all three of us walk downstairs where the others are.

"I told you she would wear it!" Zayn yells at Louis. But Louis just gives an eye roll. Louis Tomlinson everyone.

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After breakfast we decided to just watch movies for the rest of the day. Which is fine with me.

Each movie the boys switch spots so each get a turn, It's pretty funny how they fight over me. Like Who sits next to me or who's turn it is to sleep with me.

Sometimes I wonder what goes through their minds when I'm brought up. Or when I'm around them. Or just simply what they think of me.

I could say I can trust them, but as soon as I say that or I make myself believe that something will happen. It always happens.  Learned that the hard way. The Same thing with if they care about me. I guess we'll find out tomorrow, because tomorrow is my birthday.

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