Adopted by R5 ( chapter 2)

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"get up you horrible brat!" a  voice bellowed  from downstairs.Ugh they're up. The bullies. The people that make my life hell. I just want to die. Every one goes to school except me. I am seen as stupid, worthless. I never eat. I am really underweight."HURRY UP AND GET YOU'RE ASS DOWN HERE!" the same voice bellowed. I hate it I prefer living on the street than in here I only have 3 things  a saxophone, a guitar and a  photo of my parents. I just want to be with them. I miss them so much. "GET DOWNSTAIRS NOW OR WE USE THE BELT!" no, no , no not the belt. Last time they used the belt I was bleeding and they locked me in the basement. i was the only one that got beaten everyday. I was the one that they hate. I finally get up to see what they want. As I walk down the stairs I try not to show im weak and venerable because if I show that they will make my torture worse.I shyly go to where the bullies are. they have the belt.

They start to hit me constantly. I fall down in pain. They leave so I run to my room and grab my 3 belongings and I put my picture in my guitar case and climb out the window and yelp in pain. I go to the one place I feel safe... the beach.

☺☺♥♥♥????? Pov♥♥♥☺☺

We were walking along the beach bored because Ross was filming his mucsic video for Austin and Ally.All of a sudden we see a girl running with two cases in her hands and she was dressed in rags. 

"delly do you see that girl?" I ask 

"Yeah I do."she replies

"Do you think

The girl keeps looking around and it starts to rain... great. I don't  bother moving I just keep still embracing the rain.I like the rain. Delly started screaming  "MY MAKE-UP IS GETTING RUINED!"

All of a sudden we hear a blood-curtling scream it was the little girl she was frozen soaking wet with a man coming towards her with a thick belt in his hand . I ran to the little girl and stood in front of the little girl who was petrified. My family and the man that was coming with the belt. I looked back at the little girl . she was shaking. she was covered in bruises. she had blood on her body. she suddenly collapsed. I picked her up and ran to  the car... little did I know I was being followed

A/N: who's pov is it? sorry it took so long but it got deleted. I changed it a bit

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