Why do you care? || J.J.K. ||

Chapter 1, Meeting Y/n.

Hi my name is Y/n I'm 16 years old I don't really know much about my parents or sibling if I have any. My parents abandoned me at a young age, to young to even remember their faces or names. Well because of that I have been living in a foster home my carers didn't want anyone to take me.. they would tell me I'm not good enough to have a proper home a proper family.

It was pretty much a living hell I
would get took to a room with soundproof walls so no one would hear my screams as I got beat continuously. I was to young to understand what was going on they never actually gave me a reason to be honest. If they got mad at the other kids they would take it out on me sometimes it would just be if they were bored. The older I got the harder it would become I would get it a lot worse then I did when I was young I would always run away but never really got that far before they would find me and beat me. They would constantly bring me down make me doubt myself tell me " no one wants you and no one ever will you useless child " and much more horrible stuff witch eventually led me to depression and and low self confidence along with really bad nightmares.

I can't count the times I would hurt myself or try to end all suffering but every time I would get caught and well you guessed it I got beat... I got fed up with everything that was going on and pushed myself to find help witch I did but the outcome was not very pretty don't get me wrong the lady who I went to was nothing but nice she gave medicine to help my thoughts and feeling my bad dreams but my carers didn't like that at all.
When they found they got pretty mad we ended up full scale fighting and arguing but there was some good that came out of it because I got told the sooner I hit 17 I'll be out that door. Well I was over the moon to hear that it was my 17th birthday in about a week so you best believe I started packing early I have my three best friends who I decided to ask if I could live with them. They told me it would be no problem of course I told them my situation about what I do to myself and my bad dreams and they supported me and told me they would protect me and help me through it I was so lucky to have friends like them.

One week later
Sunday 1:30pm
The time was finally here I could finally leave this nightmare behind me and be in a more safe place with people I know would do anything to hurt me. I picked up my bags and left with even saying goodbye I mean why should I they don't deserve it and plus they can't hit me cause I'm no longer under their care. At this point I'm just waiting outside for my I guess you can say new family I was pretty excited about this I couldn't live there another second I had to get out. I was so grateful that they could take me in I didn't want a proper family to be around people I barely know who wouldn't understand if there was something wrong and if I wanted to be left alone. My friends of course knew this and would give me the space I wanted. I finally see the car I was desperately wanting to see come around the corner and stop right in front of me I couldn't be more happier without any hesitation I throw my bags in the back in quickly get inside the car myself it was literally a dream come true.