(A/N): Hey everyone! Sorry I haven't updated in a while! I couldn't think of anything for a while, but here's chapter 6! I hope you enjoy! Oh! And a photo of Krystal on the side! :D And also, thank you for those of you who commented on the author's note to encourage me to keep going! Love you guys!! xxxxx ;D
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*BRRRRRRRRRIIIIINNNGGG* *BRRRRRRRIIIIIINNNNNGGG* GAH! My phone is so freaking loud even on the lowest volume! I looked at the time. 4 am?!? Who the hell would be calling me at 4 am?! Without looking at the caller ID I picked up the phone and answered in a not-so-happy tone. C’mon really? 4 am??
“Hello?”
“It’s about fucking time you’ve answered!”
I froze. Why? Why does he hate me so much now?! I took a deep breath before responding.
“What the hell do you want Adam?! I’m not coming home if that’s what this is about!”
“I don’t give a shit. Once I find you, I’m dragging you home. Oh, and remember when I tried to kill you? It’s actually going to happen.”
He started laughing evilly down the phone which sent shivers through my body. I started crying a little, but I tried to hide it from him.
“I’m not telling you where I am Adam!” I shouted. I don’t care if the boys hear me!
“Whether you tell me or not, I’m going to find you.” He laughed and hung up the phone.
I burst into tears and threw my phone against the wall. I can’t let him find me. I don’t want to die! I hate him so much!! I wasn’t able to sleep for the rest of the night, so I lied in my bed, just staring at the ceiling.
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I must have fallen asleep with my eyes open, because I looked at the clock and it was 10 am. I still wasn’t tired because of that very disturbing phone call. I decided I wouldn’t tell Siva or the boys yet. I don’t really want them worrying. Before I went downstairs, I looked into my mirror. I looked like shit! Bags under my eyes and they were still red and puffy from earlier! There was no way to cover this up! I’ll just tell them I had a nightmare and I couldn’t sleep…
Siva’s P.O.V
Krystal came down the stairs and whoa she looked like… well… Not so good. She had heavy bags under her eyes and they were all red and puffy… Has she been crying? “Hiya Krystie! You okay? You look like crap!” Tom said. Oh Tom. So charming! “How sweet of you Tom!” She joked and went into the living room. I followed her in there and sat next to her on the couch.
“Alright Krystal, what’s up? You didn’t go straight in the fridge for food like you always do… And that’s not you.” I chuckled “Well maybe I’m not hungry today…” She trailed off. “No, really Krystal. I’m worried. You look like you haven’t slept in days and you looked like you’ve been crying…” “I’m okay Seev, I just had a nightmare and couldn’t sleep that’s all.” She gave a reassuring smile.
“Okay.” I sighed. “But if there’s anything wrong remember we’re all here for you okay?” I smiled and kissed her head while hugging her. “I know. Thank you Siva.” She smiled before I walked back into the kitchen with the rest of the boys. All of a sudden the phone rang. I went over and picked it up and it was Jayne. I put it on speaker so everyone could hear.
“Hi Jayne!” Jay said
“Hello boys! I’ve got some good news to tell you!”
“What is it?” Tom asked impatiently.
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أدب الهواةWhen 17 year old Krystal Morris' mother dies of a heart attack and her father walks out, she is left with her 28 year old abusive brother, Adam. Adam used to be a kind, sweet and caring brother, until he started abusing drugs and alcohol. He takes o...