I sit up on my bed and face my parents. "So Grace, we see that you've been hanging out with someone." "What do you guys care?" I say back, frustration in my voice. What do they care if I'm hanging out with someone? Honestly, I'm surprised they even noticed. "I'm your mom. I want to know what's going on." she says in a sweet tone. She's trying to get me to be nice and think that she's there, well it's not going to happen. "You know what, you think you're my mom, you think you're my dad. In reality, you are, to me though, you're not. Neither of you have paid attention to me for as long as I can remember! You guys argue constantly, you never even know I'm home half the time. Do you guys even know I'm in my room half the time?" I'm yelling at them now.
I'm just so angry with them and how they're trying to be parents now. My dad starts walking closer to me. "Listen here girl, you can't talk to us like that, you hear me?" he says. "And you guys can't come in here thinking you're the best parents ever because you're not, not even close." My "dad" steps closer and lifts his arm, hitting me across my face. I am forced to move my head to the side by his hit.
I look down at my bed, my head still faced down. The tears are coming down now. I lift my head up and look at him. I blink a few times so I can see him through my tears. I noticed that he had backed away a bit probably because my mom had made him. I stand up and try to find my voice.
I start walking closer to them but really to my door. "See, I told you, you're not good parents, stop trying, you're not going to get there." I say, about to step out my door, tears rolling down my face. Next thing I know, my arm is grabbed and I'm being pulled to the ground. He's on top of me now, holding me down. I just want out, that's all I want! I don't want to be here anymore! "I told you that you can't talk to us like that." he says, slapping me across my face. Tears streaming down my face, I struggle to get free from his grasp on me. "Get off!" I shout, squirming below him to try and get free. He grabbed my hair and lifted my head up. "Look at me!" he screams, grabbing my chin to make me face him. "Do you hear me?" He stands up and I'm finally free.
I stand up, struggling to keep balance at first. I look around and see my window. I look back to them, noticing that he is blocking the door and my mom is standing next to him. "Thank you so much for the love guys and thank you mom for your help." I say, turning around to my window and running to it. I open it and step outside.
My parents are now running up to the window. "Grace! Get down now!" They're both shouting at me to get down. I start walking to the side and look across the street to see Niall standing in his driveway.
I look back to my parents then back to the ground and without thinking, I jump.When my feet hit the ground, I start rolling. Once I'm done, I lay on the ground looking up to my window and my parents aren't there. I stand up really fast and run straight to Niall. He takes me in his arms and I start to cry even more.
My parents are out of the house and in the front yard shouting at me to go back to them but it's not going to happen. "Go inside, quickly." I say, looking at my parents who are still shouting. Niall starts walking to his front door, his arm around me. We get to the door and get inside. His entire family is blasting music and partying.
He leads me up the stairs to his room. I realize now that I'm limping when I walk. It must be from the jump. Niall sets me down on the bed and walks over to the door and shuts it. He walks over fast and sits down next to me. "Grace, what happened?" he asks, concern in his voice. He puts his hand up to my face and lightly touches my face. I wince when he touches my face. I can tell now there's going to be bruises. He moves his hand and I shake my head. "You can trust me Grace." he reaches for my hand and I let him take it. "I know and I do trust you, a lot, more than anyone else. I don't want to talk about it right now." I look down at our hands then back up at him. "Okay, lay down, get some rest. I'll get you cleaned up later okay?" I shake my head and lay down. It takes me a little to finally get to sleep through my tears. I close my eyes and forget about everything.
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Written by: Allana
A/N: Thank you for reading. Did you like this chapter? I thought it was interesting. I just started writing and this came out. I kinda like it. Hopefully my two friends make a come back next chapter... who knows... Anyways, thank you again and see you next chapter.
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FanfictionIt all started when I was 12 years old. I can't believe it. A lot just happened. In a year, everything changed and I felt lost and sad but then the unexpected happened.
