Give Me Love

New home

Brooklyn's POV

I can't find anyone to love me not even my parents. They were drug addicts so I got sent to a foster home. And I move to California which means a new school. I'm currently unpacking right now as I hear my new mom called my name who I'm assuming is a prostitute who pretends to be nice in front of every one.

"Listen here little one this is my house you go by my rules go it" she said in a bitchy tone.

I nodded.

"What I didn't hear you" she yelled.

"Yes I understand" I flinched.

She smirked and rolled her eyes while leaving the room. Great another whore.

Now normally I wouldn't be scared but I have a past and my past revolves around me getting hurt by my real my and dad. My real mom beats me just like my real dad did and that called me sluts, worthless, and you know stuff like that I didn't really care about the words until they became physical.

They would hit me with everything in sight. And mostly my dad but I never had the courage to tell someone.

I was always scared and I never made friends they would keep me in like a burden. And I never 1 social media sight at all. Hell my real mom asked me if she ever hears Justin Bieber she'll kill me. And I didn't even know who that was until yesterday I heard a song in the foster home finder place I asked the manager who was playing on the radio and they said Justin Bieber and laughed at me. Like seriously if she laughed it must means almost everyone knows the man.

I was thinking about going to meet the neighbors but I'll do that tomorrow I'm tired and I'll finish unpacking tomorrow. I need sleep.

But mostly I need someone to give me love.

Sorry it's short just a filler chapter. I'll update tomorrow!!!