It hurts me to think you ever cried- 1D Kidnapping Story

It hurts me to think you ever cried-

1D kidnapping story

MAZIE POV

I sat there, in bed. Waiting for that moment, where my night and shining armor would sweep me off my feet, and take me away from here. Where I could get away from everything. The drunken, abusive parents. I'd go away, and never come back.

SLAM!!!

My door swung open.

“Are you done with your homework?” My Mum, sneered at me with a beer in her hand and a cigar in the other.

“Y-yes.” I stuttered. She laughed, but it turned into a coughing fit.

“You! Hahah!! You are a coward! Could barely even talk to your mother! Do... Do you expect us to feel sorry? That your such a weakling? Huh? Well, No! I wish we would have had that child! It have made up for... You. “ She said, and taking a swing of her beer before slamming the door shut. They had a miscarrage two years ago. Ever since then, they've began drinking. Then, they began yelling and getting into fights with each other, then, they started smoking and doing drugs.

“I'm glad... Then, the child would have to deal with you...And maybe I could talk to you, if you didn't hit me everytime I did.” I whispered, staring sadly at the door she slammed seconds before.

I grabbed my Ipod touch, which I bought with the money, I worked for in the bakery.

I snuck quietly down stairs, with my headphones and my skateboard. I opened the front door, after grabbing my shoes. I sat on the curb, and looked at my neon green and black socks. I slid my vans on and my headphones. I glided on my cruzer skateboard through town, weaving in and out of people. I listened to Peirce The Veil's, Bulletproof Love.

A tear slid down my cheek, as the cold air hit my face as I speed own the side walk.

I tried to block out that sad feeling. That hole, in my chest eating away at my body, mind, heart, and soul.

Block it out. Block it out. Don't let it get to you.

I thought over and over again in my mind.

More tears flowed on my face, as the wind pushed it back, into my hair.

Silent tears, flowed freely now. I kept a straight face, no matter how much it hurt.

I slowed down, when I got to a park.

I kicked my board up, and put it against the tree. I climbed up the tree's low branches making my way to the top of the oak tree. I sat down on a high, sturdy branch. I let one leg swing below me and my other one resting on the branch, and my back againtst the trunk of the tree.

I sat there for maybe... An hour or so? Listening to music.

I felt like there were eyes on me. I shrugged it off. It was dark already!

What if someones there?

Staring at me!

He's going to kill me!

Or kidnap me!

Rape me!

AAHHH!!!

I started to hyper ventilate.

“Shhhhh!!!” I heard some one shush.

I climbed down quietly, and quickly. Once I got down, I grabbed my board and imediently started to skateboard away.

A car (Or a van) drove by... And again...And again...

Finally, I ran into my house.

UGH, my house. My parents would prabably let them take me anyway.