Story of my Life

Chapter 3

Present day April 22nd 2014

2 years 6 months later

I sat on the cool concrete ground and watched the world past by me. I have spent the past 2 years and a half homeless. My father never came looking for me, I can't say I'm surprised. It was dark now, the worst time to be homeless thats when the predators prowl. When the last shop light went out, I hugged my old blanket closer around me. I heard footsteps coming closer to me. "Just keep walking" I prayed as I huddled closer to the wall. " Hello, pretty little thing." I heard a deep voice say. I slowly opened my eyes to see a large hooded figure looking down at me. "Come on you!" He shouted pulling me of the ground by my arms. "NO!" I screamed hitting at him as he tried to drag me away, I looked around wildly trying to see someone. "Shut up!" He said punching me in the stomach, I groaned and fell to the ground, " Get up, you worthless piece of shit" he screamed at me, spit hitting me in the face.

He kicked me again and again. "STOP!" I screamed, he just smirked at me, I closed my eyes as he continued to beat me, waiting for death to come. I imagined my mum waiting for me. I felt the kicking stop, then his hands started to move towards my shirt,he started to try to take it off me, i fought against him but he was too strong for me, then the hands stopped  and I heard a loud THUMP. I opened my eyes to see a boy punching the hooded figure, he fell to the ground unconscious. The boy turned towards me, I whispered and huddled closer to the wall, fearing he would hurt me as well.

"Hey." He said softly, leaning down beside me, "I'm going to get you outta here, I'm going to pick you up, is that okay?" I nodded, I just wanted to escape before my attacker woke up. He slowly picked me up as well as bag . I hung to my rescuer like a monkey, sobs racked my body, his grip tighten around me. "You're okay, you're okay." He whispered into my ear. " We are nearly there." I didn't ask where there was , I just wanted to be safe. " I need to pull you down for a second, okay?" I nodded again, as he gently placed me on the ground, he fumbled in his bag for a moment, then pulled out a key card. I hear the click of a lock, he gently picked me back up again, pushing the door open with his shoulder and walked inside an elevator, it only took a few seconds before we arrived at his apartment.

He switched on the lights and set me on the sofa, I got my first proper look at him. His dark brown eyes were gentle and bright, his brown hair was gelled back and shaved at the sides , he had a beard which was well kept, I could see part of a tattoo on his arm, it looked a bit like an arrow. This random man was gorgeous. Why had he even stopped to help me , I must look awful now, I haven't had a proper shower in I've 2 years, I must stink.

"Do you want some tea and something to eat?" The gorgeous man asked. I nodded slowly. He left and went into the kitchen. I looked around the room, it was so clean, tidy, perfect and warm, I was so out of place here. I looked at the pictures on the walls, some were of the gorgeous man and his family, I guessed , some were of a dog and some were of the gorgeous man and 4 other men. He walked back into the room, causing me to jump. "Hey, it's okay, here have some tea and toast." He said handing me a mug of tea and a plate piled high with toast. I took a sip of the tea, I felt the warmth fill me, I downed the tea quickly in a few mouthfuls, feeling it burn my tongue. I noticed that the gorgeous man was watching me.

"What's your name?" He asked me still staring at me. I hesitated I haven't spoke in a long time, I wasn't sure if I could get the words out. " My name is Rebecca." I said as loud as I could but it came out as a whisper. He smiled gently at me, " Nice to meet you Rebecca, I'm Liam and I just want you to know that you're safe here, okay, I won't let anyone hurt you ever again." I smiled at him, my first real smile in years. "How about you go take a bath, then I can check your cuts properly. I'll show you where it is, come on, you can borrow some of my clothes." He said standing up and leading me down the hall an into a huge bathroom.

My jaw dropped, it was amazing, "Stay here and I'll get some clothes and towels." He said disappearing out the door and returning a few seconds later with some sweats, a t-shirt and a hoodie. " I'll go get your room ready, take a long as you need , what's mine is yours." He said leaving the room closing the door behind him. I peel off my dirty, wet, blood stained clothes and left them in the wash basket . I looked at myself in the mirror for the first time in years my face was dirty and cut in many places, my hair was matted, my cheeks hollow, my collarbone and hip bones were visible.

I turned away from the mirror horrified by the creature I saw looking back at me. I turned the taps on in the bath which could easily fit 10 people and I poured the sweet smelling bubbles into the hot steamy water. I lowered myself into the hot water, I started to scrub away the dirt and grim from the past 2 years. Within minutes the water was brown with dirt . I got out of the dirty bath, gasping as the cold air hit my body. I let the water out of the bath and decided to try the shower. I got into the shower,  I scrubbed at my hair until it was clean running my fingers through it until there was no more tangles. I turned the shower off and stepped out.

I pulled the towel around me it was fluffy and warm. I sat on the edge of the bath, I decided to shave my legs, I opened the cupboard and found an used razor and shaving cream. After I was finished I ran my fingers up and down my legs, they felt so silky and soft they haven't felt like this in years. I pulled on Liam's clothes they felt so warm and clean. I went and got my old clothes out of the wash basket and threw them in the bin. I pulled my wet hair into a ponytail and looked at myself in the mirror again. I looked better than before but not much. The dirt and dried blood was washed of my face, which only exposed how pale I was and all the cuts and bruises on my face . I walked out of the bathroom and I found my way back to the living room. There I found Liam sleeping on the sofa, maybe I had been a bit longer than I thought. I looked at the clock 2.47am it was much later than I thought. I consider running but I decided it was too late and Liam seemed nice enough. I sat down on the other end of the sofa from Liam, he woke as soon as I sat down.

"Hey you're done, do you want anything else to eat ?" He said rubbing his eyes, I shook my head, "Alright then, let's get you to your room." He said standing and stretching his t-shirt riding up, wow I thought, this guy was built, which means he could over power me easily . He lead me out of the room and down the hall and into the room he disappeared into earlier.

"Come on in." He said, I looked around the room , in the middle was a huge bed with fluffy pillows and on the walls more pictures of Liam, his family, his dog and his 4 friends. This must be his bedroom. "This can be yours for tonight until I get another room sorted for you." He said. " Thought I was getting the sofa?" I said, he laughed " Of course not, I'll be sleeping on it, now wait here while I go get the first aid kit, so I can fix your head." He said leaving the room again. I sat down on the bottom of the bed . I sighed and three myself back landing on an extremely soft bed, it smelt just like Liam, as I breathed I the scent, I closed my eyes and wondered if it was all a dream and any second now I would wake up and be back in my nightmare.

I heard a knock on the door and Liam or course who else would it be, walked in holding a green first aid kit. He was smiling, I have never in my life seen someone smile that much ever, especially at 3 in the morning. I sat up and Liam sat beside me , checking the cuts on my head. Maybe he's a doctor, "Are you a doctor?" I asked him, he looked at me as if to see if I was joking or not, he shook his head. "No I'm not.", "Oh right." I said deciding not to ask anymore questions. " Does this hur..." I hissed in pain as he put some cream on the worst cut, "I'll take that as a yes then." He said grinning, I glared at him a he continued to add more and more cream to my head and arms. Finally he wrapped my forehead in a bandage that was where the worst of the cuts where. He stood up "Goodnight" he said. "Do you want me to leave the light on or turn it off?" He asked, "Um... off please." He switched the light off an closed the door behind him. I snuggled down under the warm, thick blanket, I felt my body begin to relax maybe tonight would be the first Tim I wouldn't have a nightmare. No such luck.