I'm a survivor

Chapter Five

Rangers POV:

Waking up in the morning, I feel disgusted with myself.

I went to the corner.

It was horrible the stench of stale smoke and beer lingered in the air of the apartment.

I had to please two men last night it was sick.

I shudder at the thought then step out of my bed, pushing the memories aside and willing myself to stay strong letting a lone tear to slip.

Slowly getting ready for school I notice bruising along my arms I tap it and hiss at the contact. I didn't get beat by Fred either it was weird, he just grabbed his homework and stormed off avoiding me all day.

Finally pulling my bag on I tip toe out of the room and then I relise it's Saturday.

"Damn it " I go to turn around to come face to face with my mother.

" Where you going?" she turns her nose up at me.

"No where"

" Did you go to the corner?"

I nod fighting back against the tears.

"Don't cry! pathetic, how much?"

"$250"

"Where is the money?"

"Dad has it, he told me to tell you Dylan called. said him and his boys are having a get together." I say with disgust laced in my voice which my mother didn't pick up on.

My mothers eyes light up " how many?"

"Six including Dylan" I mumble.

My mum smirks and walks down the hallway " don't wait up I'll be having too much fun!" and with that walks out the door.

I shake my head in shame. she actually enjoys this, it's gross! Today's Saturday and I just decided to go walk around the park. I quickly get dressed trying to avoid my dad and bolt out the door.

Once I reach the park I just take my time walking around the lake, then I hear a beautiful song being played.

" And they say she's in the class a team stuck in her day dream been this way since eighteen but lately her face seems slowly sinking wasting crumbling like pastry"

I turn and head in the direction of the beautiful voice. there I see a guy around his early twenties blue eyes and blonde hair that's starting to brown at the roots. he's playing his guitar and singing, but there's no hat or can on the ground so I don't think he's busking. I walk upto him as he finishes the song.

" Wow you amazing " I state to him.

"Why thank you, your the first person to actually say that to me ever since I started today"

"Really no way! Your great, are you from around here?"

"No actually I'm from Ireland, just got here a couple months ago got a new job at a local school, would you happen to attend there?"

"Yeah most are you talking about Jackson heights?"

"That'd be the one yup" he nods.

"Cool yup I attend that school so are you going to be a new substitute or a new teacher?"

"Uh I'll be the new music teacher, properly be your teacher"

"That'd be awesome if you could, our music teacher right now isn't the best. so for you to come would really help out" I smile a bit.

"Well I'm glad I'll have at least one person that'd appreciate me, well it's been lovely talking to you.."

"Ranger" I nod.

"Ranger, what a nice name. I'll see you around have a nice day.

"You too..."

"Niall, Niall horan, thank you and I'll see ya!" He waves and walks away.

"Bye!" Now I can't wait for music finally someone who might actually be able to help me.