I have to. I gotta. Should I? No. Come on, it's now or never. Three, two, nope. I can't. Can I? Do I have to? Maybe I can get out of it? No, he'll find out and I'll be in trouble. Right. One, two, three, go.
I did four light knocks on the door which is being pulled open. I brace myself for shouting and screaming, but it doesn't come. He looks at me, tears running down his cheeks. My dad. Crying? He pulled me into a hug as I breathe in his strong Cologne. We walk inside and he sits me down concern takes over and I start to panic. Then I heard the words that I didn't want to hear, I knew my nan was in hospital but they said she was getting better. I ran upstairs and slammed my door. Ever since my mum left, she was the mother role to me. And I lost her...
I ran. I ran to the only person I knew, the only person I could trust. Elton. I called him on my way but couldn't find any words. All he heard was my bitter sobbing from the other end of the line. He knew I was on my way.
I arrived there, his house, correction, mansion, was massive! I walked in using the key I had been given in case of emergencies, and was greeted by a worried Elton running down the stairs. He immediately embraced me into a hug. I sobbed silently into his shirt as he rubbed my back trying to calm me down obviously scared about me having a panic attack. I hadn't been here before and I didn't know his roommates everything was new but right now I didn't care.
When I pulled away I realised we had a crowd around us. It had two girls, one with red hair, obviously dyed, and one with black hair and four boys in it. One boy had blonde hair and blue eyes, he was holding hands with the black haired girl, another had a man bun with brown hair, the last boy had hazelnut brown hair and also had blue eyes. All of their faces looked like they were a mix of concern and sad but I ignored them as Elton lead me upstairs to his room so we had some privacy. He tried to get me to speak but no words came out. He was used to this. I don't talk much, people guess it happened because I was adopted but I just slowly stopped talking and I only talk when need be.
He held my hands for a second before wiping my tears away. I guess he knew what happened as he asked no questions and gave me a reassuring look before guiding me to a room downstairs. It was all black and white. He turned the TV on and I sat down next to him and must have dozed off as I was awoken by a flash.
Someone took my picture. I sat up and hit Elton's shoulder while doing so. I saw the boy standing in the door frame, looking at the picture. I didn't say anything but I silently begged that he wouldn't post it and he'd delete it. Elton sat up and asked me what was wrong. I just pointed at the boy and Elton knew exactly what happened. I stayed away from social media, if my adoptive sister saw it she'd show my adoptive dad and I'd end up in a situation I don't want to be in, resulting in a bad consequence.
Elton got up and begged the boy with black hair tied into a man bun not to post it. But the boy said it was too late. I looked at Elton tears in my eyes as I ran out of the house. I need to leave my house before they see it... Or else...
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Love Kills
FanfictionA story where a girl is adopted by abusive parents and her mum leaves her with her dad and sister. She is friends with a youtuber called Elton Castee and chaos strikes..