Y/n, 6 - April 18, 2017, 9:23pm.
I sniffle softly as I look at the bruises on my arms and legs. I look at my stuffed moose and grab him, putting it in my backpack along with my clothes that my mommy had gave me before she died along with a blanket. I was only 4 then and I didn't understand it at the time. My papa, he started blaming me for her death. He would hit me and kick me a lot. I also wasn't allowed to go to school because he didn't want the teachers or other kids to see my bruises.
I stand up, not bothering with shoes and pick up my puppy, Neve (Snow in Italian) and her leash, sneaking past my papa's room and out the door. I take off running, not exactly sure where I'm going. I pull Neve closer to me as she whimpers softly, deciding to go to the park my mommy used to take me to. I see an empty park bench, climbing up on it setting Neve next to me and pull out my blanket. I cover us both and pull out my moose, sighing softly. I attach Neve's leash to her collar and tie it around the park bench so she cant run away. I lay down and she curls up into my arms.
Y/n, 6 - April 19, 2017, 8:19am.
I wake up to someone shaking me. I whine and open my eyes, seeing a lady staring down at me.
"Hey sweetheart, are you okay? And why are you out here all alone?"
I just stare at her, not saying anything as I hug Neve closer to my body.
"My name's Amanda. Can you tell me yours?"
I just make a small sound in the back of my throat, scooting closer to the bench.
"Are you hungry?" She pulls out a bag of chips and hands them to me.
I gently grab them, looking at her still.
"It's okay sweetheart, go ahead." She whispers, smiling gently.
I open the bag and eat the cheesy flavored chips, not exactly knowing what they are but not really caring.
Neve whines and I pull out her food bowl, pouring a little of the baggie of dog food I brought.
"I'm gonna call the police okay?" She smiles at me again before walking over by the swings with her phone.
I quickly put the bag of chips in my backpack along with Neve's food and bowl and my blanket. I untie Neve's leash and pick her up, running away from the park.
"Hey!" The lady calls after me.
"Stop running!!" I hear her yell.
I continue running until I cant anymore and collapse in a grassy field. I take deep breathes, panting from running. I look over at Neve who licks my face, making me giggle.
I take off my backpack, hiding it in a bush and walk with Neve, looking around for food. I see a grocery store and start walking towards, keeping Neve tightly in my arms.
As I walk in, I notice the smell of rotting fruit and my nose crinkles up in disgust. I walk along the isles and grab another bag of chips, sliding them into my Jacket. I also grab a bottle of water out of a pack and make my way out the store quietly. Once I see the entrance I book it, running out the store.
"HEY!"
"COME BACK HERE AND PAY FOR THAT!!"
"Fucking bitch." The cashier mumbles.
I run back to my backpack and put the chips and water in it, slinging it over my shoulder and walk with Neve, looking for a place to sleep.
Y/n, 6 - April 20th, 2017, 2:17am.
I hear rustling in the bush next to where I'm sleeping. I sit up slowly, yawning as I look at the bush.
The rustling stops and my papas face appears, I gasp and grab my backpack and Neve, not caring about my blanket and start running. I hear footsteps behind me and I continue running, tears falling down my cheeks.
"Vieni qui! Non puoi correre per sempre!" I hear him yell after me.
(Translation: "Come here! You cant run forever!")
I continue running until he tackles me, flipping me over. Neve hides in a bush as I scream, squirming under him.
He covers my mouth and slaps me, his alcoholic breathe fanning over my face causing me to cringe back.
"Running away? You thought that was okay? When we get home, I'm gonna make sure you never run away again."
"HEY!" I female voice screams, walking over. I watch as a big burly man pulls my papa off and the lady walks over to me helping me up.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt?" She throws questions at me and I watch, slightly amused. She turns my head a little, looking at the bruise on my cheek from my papa.
"What's your name sweetheart?"
I just stare at her and she chuckles.
"My name is Demi. Are you hungry?"
I just shrug.
She holds out her hand and I walk to the bush, grabbing Neve and my backpack, walking over to her. I grab her hand and we walk to her, her helping me in.
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My Little Princess (Child Reader/Demi)
FanfictionY/n, a 6 year old little girl with a horrible past. Doesn't know how to read nor talk because of her abusive father. Demi, a worldwide singer who finds the little girl sleeping on a park bench beaten and bloodied. Will she get her to open up?