(A/N: School orientation is soooo boring, anyways, glad to be home to write, now for some drama, how about that?)
Chapter 17 :D
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Skyler's POV
Zayn helped me inside, I was greeted by everyone in the house, Aiden was the one who hugged me, not realizing, but good thing he was small, he didn't touch the scars.
"Sky! You're well!" Aiden cheered, smiling with such joy.
"Yes! I've missed you, Aiden." I smiled, ruffling his hair.
"What about us? Didn't miss us?" Louis asked, fake pouting.
"Yeah, don't miss us?" Mazzie joined in on the fake pouting.
"How could I not miss you guys, you guys care so much, all I could ask for in friends." I smiled at them all, I've never felt that much care before. I've always known Mazelynn to care, but not six others, and I'm counting Aiden in that, he really does care too.
I've asked my parents if they've ever cared about me, I was about six or seven...still remember it clear as day.
***Flashback***
"Daddy?" I looked right up at him, he was watching the sports channel and drinking beer, lots of it. He had seven empty beer bottles on the coffee table which had his feet propped up on.
"What do you want?" He rolled his eyes, slurring a little bit of words, but he was looking down at me.
"I love you." I smiled, holding my hands together.
"I don't care."
"Why don't you care?" I frowned.
"Because, we don't care for you." My mummy walked in the room, smoking cigarettes, giving my father one.
"But...you love me?" I was so confused, I don't understand.
"No, we were told to keep you, we don't even want you, no one will adopt you. Live with it." My mother rolled her eyes, grabbing my wrist really hard, making me yelp in pain.
"Mum!" I screamed, tears stinging in my eyes.
"Shut up!" My mother tossed me on my bed, well first I hit the wall, plopping on the bed.
I looked at my wrist that she grabbed, it was purple and black, showing hand marks...first time she had ever hurt me. My mother and father didn't care or love me, but why do I love them and care for them??
***End of Flashback***
That's the time that I started getting nightmares, my room caught on fire one time too...caused by my father. He was smoking in my room, slapping me, making his cigarette fall on my blanket which caught on fire.
Hated every moment with them, I clenched my fist, forgetting that I was with everyone, who did care.
"Woah, Skyler, what's wrong?" Zayn gently unballed my fist.
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Stole My Heart (Zayn Malik Fanfic)
Fanfiction*NOTE: THIS WAS WRITTEN IN 2012-2013, OLD JOKES USED!* Skyler Bradley has been abused by her parents for as long as she remembers, she has a best friend who is a parent, and she has a love for one special boy band. How can Skyler escape from her abu...
