$2.13
I look in my plastic cup, counting the money for my dinner tonight. My stomach growls as I think of the food I could get with $2.13. I have to say that I'm not proud of the fact I'm homeless but it's been like this for almost three years. I'm Mariah DeVore. I'm 17 years old and I live anywhere I can rest my head. A park bench, bridge, etc.. I think you catch my drift.
I stand up from the side walk by a gas station and I start to walk down the street. As I make it half way down the block, headlights come around the corner, flashing light on the night road. My eyes widened and I start to run out of instinct. I don't like cars coming towards me. Definitely at night.
As I look at the car I see its a SUV. Maybe it's not them. I'm praying it's not them
"Get in the car, bitch!" the man says. He has a black ski mask on. He grabs me by my hair and drags me towards all black SUV.
I scream at the top of my lungs, trying to get any kind of help.
Before I can scream again, a rag filed with chloroform is out over my nose and mouth. I slowly lose consciousness.
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I stop myself from thinking about the rest. I hear someone but I am not familiar with the voice. The voice is coming from the car as it comes to a stop. I fall the the ground and curl up in a ball hoping the person won't hurt me.
"Hey, are you okay?" A woman comes up to me. She has blonde hair with purple ends.
"Please don't hurt me" I whimper. I don't trust people that much anymore but she seems really kind.
"Hey, you can trust me. I won't ever hurt you. Now lets stand up and I will take you to my house so you can wash up okay?" I look at her warily because no stranger just comes up and ask to go to their house. I sink back into my curled ball on the floor.
"I'm walking towards you and sitting by you if that is okay?" I don't say anything as I hear her shoes scrape the pavement and she huffs as she sit by me. "I just got out of work and my friend Zayn and I saw you running so we were concerned and wanted to see if you needed any help."
I nod my head wondering why she's being so nice to me.
"Oh, by the way, my name is Perrie Edwards. What's your name?"
"Mariah" I whispered as I started to slowly come out of my hunched posture. She slowly stood up and reached her hand out to me and I looked at it questionably. She nodded her head and smiled slightly.
"I promise not to hurt you, I just want to get you some food and get you some help if you are willing to let me help you." I slowly put my hand in hers and helps me stand.
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Homeless in Love
FanfictionHomeless girl, Mariah DeVore, has been homeless for almost three years. She's lucky to have Perrie Edwards look after her. She meets Liam Payne and immediately has a crush on him. Will it be love, or just another crush?