Escaping My Fears. [Zac Efron Fan Fiction]

Chapter One!

I couldn't handle it anymore.

" I'm sick of you and her!" I yelled at my step parents as they exited the house.

I ran up the stairs and slammed my door shut locking it tight. I usually wouldn't yell at them or even talk to them. I was know as a sweet, caring, soft spoken type of girl. But, I guess that changed a little when my parents died 4 years agoand I was immediately sent to a new house.

I remember the first thought that popped up in my head ,when i was taken away, was the fear of not being loved. The moment I walked in the hallway I knew I was right. I could smell alcohol and cigarettes flying through the air. The guy dropping me off either didn't care or couldn't smell because it was horrible.

At first they acted nice and calm, but once the worker left I was sent to work from 1 pm to 3am. The fiery hell I was put through. I was just glad Mike, my step dad, wasn't raping me.

It was 11 pm when i heard the door open and slam shut.

I could hear them saying "We should send her somewhere else!" "How about Norway or Africa?" "No, that's torture for Norwegians and Africans!"

One thing I hated the most, was being hated. I would always want people to like me. Anyone that didnt like me was added to my list of fears in the world. I couldn't listen to them anymore. I tuned them out and tried to write in my journal, but struggled badly because tears blurred my eyes.

I opened my window and quietly climbed down the side of the house. I wiped the tears and ran to the only place I knew I would feel safe and be loved.

Ryan's house.