Promises

Chapter 1

Do not be afraid.

Do not be afraid.

Do not be afraid.

Oh but I am. I am afraid. I am afraid of what is to come, afraid of who i am to meet, afraid of who I am to be. I am all but fearless. But that is what makes me who I am.

In my twenty years of quiet life, I have not once been in love. I don't know how. Love has tried to pick me up from the darkest corners of the darkest places. But I have never let it. I have not felt love at any moment, I have never breathed in love of any sort. My mother left me on the edge of a street so that she would not have to take care of me. My father i have never met, and if he loved me, would he have left me alone?

I have been the foster system, since the old man found me (I have not been approved to leave because I do not know how to take care of myself) He didn't love me enough to take care of me. He didn't love me. I have been with fifteen different families. None of them loved me enough to keep me.

I don't think that i want love. Love doesn't seem like an all wonderful thing. I mean, if love exists, why hasn't it found me?

Why can't I be loved? Why?

For the past year, i have lived with a twenty seven year old woman, and a fifty three year old man. Ironically the woman is married to the man. She has no control. She says she loves him, is that what love is?

I hope not.

I have run away, finally. I cannot deal with watching him mercilessly hurt her. I am now alone in the streets of London with nothing but my thoughts to accompany me.

I continue to run, run away from the place I've called home for a year. And I look down with tears flowing out of my eyes. And I run into a person.

"Hello there" a man says with a smile on his face.

I look up and think to myself of how familiar he looks, and I try to piece together the puzzle of his identity.

"Hi" i say.

"My name is Liam" the man says.