never let me go..

chapter 1:

A/N: hey guys! so this is my first fna fic and yeah.. let me know what you think! i would really love your feedback! :) oh and the first couple of chapters is just to set the scene kind of tjhing but after that things get moving :) love yous! - bec xx

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Chapter 1:

I dropped the home phone in disbelief. This can’t be happening. Not now, not like this. I didn’t want to do or think about anything. I ran down stairs and out of the house with tears streaming down my face. I just kept running and running. Finally I reached the beach where my dad had taken me to when I was younger I loved it here; it was the only other place, besides home, that I felt safe at. I took off my purple hoodie and shoes leaving me in my shorts and plain white tee. I ran to the water. Fully clothed I dived in. I felt cleansed by the waves. They washed all of my problems away until they were almost completely gone, then once I take my body out of the water all the thoughts, memories and insecurities shot back into me. It was freezing because it was the middle of winter in Holmes chapel and I was swimming in the ocean. Yep I’m defiantly going to have a cold later.

Those words still rang through my head “I am sorry to inform you that Adam Phillip Williams is MIA” “what?” I replied worried and confused as to what I had just heard about my dad “that means he is missing in action and we don’t know if he’s dead or alive. He is missing from the battle field which usually means he has been killed” I still couldn’t believe it. My dad has been working in the army since I was 5 and I’m now 16. It’s always been hard with him being away so much. He only comes back twice a year and whenever he does we cancel everything, even school, and we do everything together and just enjoy each other’s company. I guess that won’t be happening anymore.

I walked out of the water and my long chocolate brown hair that reached down to the middle of my back was slicked back, stuck onto my head because it was dripping wet. As I walked up the beach to where I had left my stuff, I went to went to take off my t-shirt but my singlet top underneath it stuck to it and I didn’t realise.  Pulled them off and suddenly realised I was standing there in my bra and shorts. I felt so exposed and my scar was showing. I quickly grabbed my jumper and wrapped it around my body. My scar, my biggest insecurity, I got when I was born. I had heart compilations and had to have emergency surgery to keep me alive. To this day the scar still cuts across body just under my breast area. It makes me really self-conscious. My eyes were stinging from all the crying and my hazel eyes turned from their normal brown-green combination to a more emerald green colour. They always do this when I cry. I checked my phone and saw 6 missed calls and 4 new messages. 4 missed calls and 3 messages from mum. Crap I hope she’s okay. 2 missed calls and one message from Ellie. Crap I forgot she was supposed to be coming over to study for the term test tomorrow. I texted her back saying that I wasn’t feeling well and couldn’t do anything tonight. Ellie was one of my good friends. I would tell her about dad tomorrow.

I decided I should go home. It was about 6 o’clock when I got home. I walked in the door to see my beautiful mother sitting on the lounge, her gorgeous blue eyes were red and puffy from crying and her light, golden brown hair was messy. I immediately ran over to her and embraced her in a big hug. We both were crying and then she let go and looked me in the eyes and told me something that made me feel a little better but it was defiantly reassuring. She told me “your father, where ever he is right now, he is thinking of you and he always will be. Whatever happens you have us to fall back on and we will always be there to catch you. You dad loves you very much sweetie and if he was here with us he would tell you” I let the tears fall from my eyes and replied to my mum “I just want to see him again” I cried into my mum’s shoulders. “Shhh” she said comforting me and rubbing my back. “Don’t worry okay baby? It will all be okay” mum said to me. I fell asleep in her arm and after a while she fell asleep again.