Mal's POV:
Mal: It's a long story.
Ariana: We have time, dear.
Mal: A few months ago, Peyton and Tyler told me, I was adopted. That they were getting rid of me.
Jake: I didn't think they would kick you out.
Michael scoffed.
Mal: They physically abused me.
Jake: They what?
Mal: Peyton would hit me from time to time. *voice cracked*
I cleared my throat.
Mal: Every night, Tyler would....sexually abuse me.
They gasped.
Mal: They gave my "boyfriend" permission to abuse me when Tyler didn't want to. After sometime he gave in.
I saw Luke walked outside, shaking his head and wiping his eyes.
Mal: Excuse me a moment.
I followed him to our front steps.
Mal: Luke? Hey, What's wrong?
He looked at me with tears rolling down his face.
Mal: Babe, what happened?
Luke: I wasn't there Mal.
Mal: What do you mean? You weren't where?
Luke: There...to protect you.
Mal: You didn't know me then.
Luke: Hearing you say what they did to you makes me so angry.
Mal: Why?
Luke: That people would do such a thing to any person, especially you. And that I couldn't help you.
Mal: Luke...look at me.
He looked at me. I wiped his tears. Then I kissed him. We leaned our foreheads together.
Mal: The past doesn't matter, only the future. You are my future, if you want me to be your's?
Luke: Definitely, and I want to be your's.
Mal: So be there for me now. Okay?
Luke: Okay.
We stood up and hugged.
Mal: I love you Luke.
Luke: I love you too, Mal.
He kissed my forehead.
Luke: Okay, that's enough of me being a baby. Let's go back in.
Mum met us in the foyer.
Jen: Is everything okay?
Luke: Couldn't be better.
He kissed me once more, to show his support.
Then he went back to the kitchen.
Mum and I went into the living room, I continued the story.
Mal: I didn't want to stay there a minute more, so I ran away. I bumped into them, and they decided to let me stay with them.
They nodded for me to continue.
Mal: My first day of school, I was going to cross the street and I was hit by a drunk driver.
They gasped again.
Mal: At the hospital they ran a blood test, and it was a match to Micheal, and my parents.
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Save Me...
FanfictionThis is a 5SOS and a Shawn Mendes Story My name is Mal, I'm 16 and this is my "fairytale". It was another day. I was forced to be my parents slave. I had to clean, cook, and other nasty stuff. I was taking a small break, when I heard the creepy sta...
