Zayn's Pov
Before she even began to speak tears were forming in her eyes. I could tell how much this pained her. She starred blankly into space before she began to speak.
"l was raised in Foster care my whole life. I never knew who my parents were and I don't want to know them. I mostly grew up alone. Of course I made a few friends along the way but I never stayed in a home that long. And my friendships never continued. I admit some homes were nice, others not so nice." I felt her shudder while I was holding her in my arms.
"Nobody wanted me, I was in an orphanage for about until I was six. Then it was Foster care. Going from home to home until I turned eighteen. I didn't have a home until now. There was one place where it was truly horrible. I lived with a couple. At first they were nice to me I was about seven or eight at this time." She let out a big sigh.
"They were kind for the first few days. They fed me clothe me, and I thought they actually wanted me. The next couple of days they changed. They started being mean. They wouldn't feed me, they would punish me for anything that I did. Even if it was an accident. They sometimes locked me in a closet without feeding me. Or without blankets for the cold nights. I would lay on the floor, shivering as my tears streamed down my face." She was sobbing uncontrollably now.
I wrapped my arms around her, bring her into my chest. I felt the her hot tears soaking into my shirt. I rubbed my hand on her back, trying to soothe her.
"It was horrible Zayn truly horrible. " She said.
"Sorry babe I wish it hadn't of happened to you love." I spoke to her.
"It's alright It's all in the past can't change it now, but like I was saying. It went on like that for a year, until I was taking to another home. That home was much nicer. But it didn't last long, I was taken away after a few months. " She got up and walked into the kitchen and poured herself a glass of water. She then walked back towards me and sat next to me in the couch.
"So let's fast forward to when I was thirteen. This home was good and bad. I wasn't the only kid in the house. It was over run with multiple kids. It was me, Jake, Izzy, Isabelle, Josh, Nick, Kate, Johnny, and Maddy. It was a full house. Some of the guys and girls were mean to me. The only one that was nice to me was Jake. The other kids teased and tormented me. But Jake he was always sweet and nice to me. There was a moment when I thought I was going to loose it. Being picked on and bullied every single day was bad. And my Foster parents didn't care. Maddy one day filled the tub and almost drowned me. Maddy was 3 years older than me. She was much stronger than me. If Jake hadn't of stopped her maybe I wouldn't be here today. " She closed her eyes and rubbed her temples.
"Jake made it bearable he is also the same age as me. The rest of the kids were one year older than me. Maddy was the leader so everybody followed her lead. Except for Jake of course. He was my friend. I stayed in that house until I turned sixteen. And over the years me and Jake became best friends. Maddy was gone by then so my stay was easier. But Izzy had jealousy towards me, I didn't know why. I'm not sure if she envied Jake's and I friendship, or my looks, but she was so mean to me. " She shook her head and let out a big sigh again.
"But again Jake got me through it all. " I hated how she talked about Jake.
"But that time came again when I had to go to another home. Me and Jake parted our ways and haven't seen each other since then. I was devastated, but I couldn't do anything about it. The next home was ok. I had two loving Foster parents, and a good Foster brother. Me and my foster brother were getting really close. We were falling for each other. We ending up being boyfriend and girlfriend. It was forbidden, call it our secret love. " she said. She smiled and laughed but not in a humorous way, it was more like is she was laughing darkly, at her self.
"How was it forbidden?" I asked.
"In Foster care, your not allowed to date your Foster brothers or sisters. If you did you were immediately removed from that house. But we didn't care we were barely going out for a few months. He was my first love. I was blinded with love. He was pressuring us to have sex. I didn't want to since it was going to be my first time. But he kept insisting. He said if I did truly love him, that I should prove it. And if I didn't have sex with him then I didn't love him. So I finally gave in. And I did. I gave the most important thing and the only valuable thing I had to me. " She laid back onto the couch. I knew was hard she seems frustrated now. She closed her eyes.
"He then told his parents how I liked him, and how he felt so uncomfortable having me around. And like that I was out of the house." She said snapping her fingers. That arse how could he take advantage of her like that. But then again how can I judge since that was me a couple of months ago. But still I loathe anyone who would hurt my Rose.
"I'm sorry he did that to you. You had such a hard life, but I admire you for being so strong." I said. Her eyes lit up and a smile formed on her face.
"Thank you Zayn you make me feel so much better." Rose said giving me a kiss on my lips.
"I felt so heart broken. My first love hurt me and I was broken. But I tried my hardest to move on and I did. And finally I turned eighteen I was out of Foster care I got a job, a small loft. And I met you." We both smiled at that last part.
"Well I'm happy I met you too babe. I lo- like you so much Rose " Woah I almost said it. I gave her a kiss. I felt her smile between our kiss. I am truly happy being with Rose. Every time I kissed her or grabbed her hand it felt like it was the only the two of us in the world. Nothing else mattered only us. Only her.
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Damaged Goods // Z.M (slow updates~editing)
FanficWe are the same people but from different worlds. He is famous good looking he comes from a good family. His name is Zayn Malik. I on the other hand was plain, ordinary, grew up in the Foster care system, I don't have a family. My name is Rosalie Ra...