Afraid | Ashton Irwin

Chapter 1

Stares, glares, whispers.

Those are just the minimum of things I get everyday. Sometimes, I get tripped, slapped and yelled at. But that's just at school. But at home, I get worse. Everyday, my whole body hurts. It's sore. Sore from all the hitting, spanking, and cutting. There were days where my foster parents would be nice enough and just yell at me.

Yep, that's my life. It's been like that ever since I was in my teens. Sometimes, more like all the time, I wish my parents were still here. But no, out of three people in a car, one girl came out. But she came out with no parents. It's really hard to deal with that. Being a teenager and having no parents, it's terrifying. No one to call mom or dad. You can't even say those words anymore. You aren't even allowed to see the people who will love you the most.

I was taken into a Orphanage. When my older sister heard about me being in there, she asked to get full custody of me. But, she failed. She was only 20 when she asked for full custody. They wouldn't allow her since she was still in college. I was devastated. I didn't want to go to other people I would have to be forced to call my mom and dad.

When my sister Casey finally finished college, it was too late. I was already taken by two people I totally despise. Grace and Anthony. At first, they looked super comforting and really nice. But once I arrived at their home, they immediately sent me to my new room. But they had yelled at me. It was an ugly type of way. Like they had just gotten me but still don't want me. It made me feel unwanted. Still being a teen, I was dreading life.

Casey one day asked the court for my full custody. Grace, Anthony, and I went to court. I finally was able to see my sister after so long. I ran up to her and hugged her. Grace nor Anthony stopped me. But the look in their faces seemed like they were gonna kill me.

As the case went on, Casey lost. Grace and Anthony refused to give me up. But the court said that Casey was allowed to visit me. I was glad. I didn't want to stay at that house alone.

But that was 3 years ago. Casey now doesn't visit me, and I'm on my last year of High School. It has been a terrible couple of years for me. I was put in the orphanage at 13 and now I'm 18. So 5 years of hell.

But during my time, I met this boy. Well boys. His name was Ashton. His friends and him were so incredibly nice to me. Unlike other people. Well, that was because they didn't know my story. But the day I separated from them, was the day Ashton finally confronted my foster parents. It was also the day I finally was afraid of the one and only Ashton Irwin.

I met these boys when I was 17 and was working at a near coffee shop. They came in asking for four regular coffees and four croissants. I could tell the Ashton was eyeing me. So we started a conversation. I ended up staying with these boys past the time I was supposed to come home when I had work. I made some new friends. Well my only friends. I didn't care if I came home to a great big spanking, they made my day, and I would never forget it.

Since then, they kept coming to the coffee shop. They would ask for me when I wasn't there. Sooner they caught on that I only came on Mondays, Wednesdays and Saturdays. Every week I saw them three times. But I eventually had to tell them that I was supposed to be home by the time my shifts over. They were even kind enough to take my back home.

One night, it was my birthday and I was off. My foster parents though I was working. Ashton told me that he was going to be planning this small get together for me at their place. He told me it was just going to me the four of them. So I dressed up in my clothes for work and grabbed extra clothes. Once I headed out of my house, met Ashton a block away from my house and changed at their place. We had a blast. I was the best birthday I have had since my parents death. I never celebrate my birthday. I usually just go out and celebrate at the coffee shop.