" Ella " Calum grabbed me. " Today's Ashton's birthday." He whispered.
"So there is going to be cake?" I asked Calum. Calum sighed.
" We are going to take Ashton to a bar." Calum said. " Your going have to stay here." I scrunched up my nose.
"Who's going to watch me?" I sat crisscrossed on the floor.
" It going to be liz." Calum said.
"ok." i whispered softly. i got up and left. i just want to spend time with dad. thats it.
Liz helped me get a dress on because we are going out for a birthday dinner. I was wearing an orange dress with a yelow ribbon for the belt. liz put my hair up in a nice bun which that finally stayed up. now weare in a car going to some restraunt. after we were done eating liz and the other mums would be dropped off to our house while the boys go and party.
" when are the boys coming back?" I asked. I sat on the couch right in between Michael's mum and Ashton's mum.
" I don't know."
" Hey!!" I hear one of the boy say. the room filled with the smell of alcohol. I jumped down from the couch and hid. I have always had a bad experience with drunk people. they were the ones that caused me pain than sober people. I sat there in my hiding place. which was always the cabinet. I slowly lost conscious.
I woke up feeling abit cramped. I raised my head only getting hit by the low built of the of cabinet. I looked my hand. the orange light radiated from the crack in the door gave me enough light to see. I traced the white scars that were caused by beer bottles, cigarettes burns, bruises and the needles that were injected by doctors.
I sniffed and laid my head on the side.
I saw the cabinet doors open reveling very concerned Ashton. I looked seeing Ashton pulling me out. I started crying, I didn't know what to do. I knew he were sober but the reeked of booze.
" Hey why are you crying?" Dad asked. he rubbed my back reassuring me that it ok.
" I don't like drunk people." I sniffed. Ashton nodded.
" Can I show you something?" I asked dad.
"Yah, of course." Dad sat crisscrossed on the floor. I rolled up my sleeve showing little white scars.
"Who did this to you?" Dad asked. he ran his hand over my arms.
" Drunk monkeys." I stated simply. Dad got what I said and chuckled. He smiled.
" I won't be a drunk monkey ever again." Dad promised. he grabbed me and hugged me. " I won't lose you to some drunk monkeys." I heard dad said.
We stayed there on the floor hugging.
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Adopted by 5sos
Fanfica little girl left on bench just changed four boys life. Disclaimer: I do not own 5sos or one direction. I only own ella an the parents and any other characters I made up. anywho enjoy. the story.
