It just takes one person

~chapter 1~

I don't get how one person can change your life.

My life was perfect before the accident. Before he ruined my life, before he took everything I had. My life was perfect before that stupid person came into my life.

I had a mum and a dad, I was only child and I was really happy. My mum and dad gave me all their time and we were one little, happy family. We didn't have a lot of money, but we had just enough to be happy and live a normal life.

I was happy, I didn't need money or brand clothes or anything else, I was the happiest person in the whole wide world with just my little family.

But then he came, James Morrison.

he was my mum's 'friend', well I don't think I can call him that anymore...

He was a sick man. always wanting to be better than everyone else and always wanting to be in the spotlight.

well he definately got that spotlight...

He worked with my mum, and since she got the job that he was meant to get, he got angry.. really, really angry. 

just because my mum is a better person than him. Just because she got that little bit of fame that he was meant to get. He got so angry.

He had warned us before, a few times. But we didn't think he would actually do it...

He would show up at our doorstep drunk atleast once a week. Sometimes even with a knife. One day he even cut all our roses up in our garden that my mum planted the night before. My dad had stormed out of the house and layed a few punches here and there. It was always a different experience with him but there was one thing that always stayed the same. Everytime he left he would say "You're gonna regret this."  and he would run of. Drunk. 

We definatly regret it now.

We were stressed out and my mum got worse and worse. She started drinking and lived on sleeping pills. My dad wasn't much of a help either, he didn't work and my mum and him became more and more distant.

Those were rough days for us. Well we thought they were rough days untill that one stupid day.The awful day. The day that changed my life. The day that, that one person took all my happiness in my life.

the day of the accident. It happened exactly 4 years ago.

*flashback*
"hey mum, can you pick me up from the beach?" I said through my $10 dollar Nokia phone, that i got for my birthday. It was definitely one of the best presents I had ever gotten for my birthday. I was so happy. I remember that birthday so clearly, my mum and dad would give each other glances and look each other. You saw the love in their eyes. When i got my phone they had kissed each other and i remember feeling on top of the world.

"sure honey, I'll be there in a few minutes. I love you Emma." my mum said through the phone.

"I love you too mum."

I hang up and waited on the beach for my mum to pick me up. the view was Amazing. Small islands covering the beautiful blue coloured ocean. birds flying over the water looking for fish to bring home for dinner. Beautiful white sand crushed by my feet with every step I took.

this beach was my favourite place I have ever been to in my whole life.

I always went here with my mum and dad when I was little. we used to make sand castles in the sand and look for Shells on the beach.

It was Paradise.

We don't go here that often anymore because my mum has work to do, and my dad is most of the time drinking in clubs and getting wasted. and I am 15 now so I guess it isn't that bad that my parents don't want to make sand castles on the beach anymore.

But sometimes I wish we could just go back to those times that I didn't know about our money problems or about the problems with that stupid asshole,

James Morrison.

he was pissing my mum and dad off and he was kind of freaking me out. He has visited our house 3 times already this week, and always leaving us with the message. "you're gonna regret this"

Shivers went all the way up my back by just thinking about him coming back to our house again.

One day my mum even came home crying because she was so tired of it all. She wanted to call the cops. but we all knew that that wasn't a good idea, since his brother worked for the police and would blame everything on us.

James is such an asshole. Most of the time he is wasted. And one year ago there was even a rumour going around town that he stabbed someone in the throat.

But of course his brother covered it all up for James.

I got snapped out of my thoughts when I heard my Phone ringing. 
I picked it up and saw that it was my mum calling. I answered the phone.

"hey mum" I heard a scream in the background, but I couldn't figure out who it was.

"hello? mum?" I said again.

"this is not your fucking mum" said a deep, scary voice.

there was another scream.

what? who is this? where is the scream coming from?

"w-who is this?" I said, stuttering.

"who do you think it is?!"

wait.. shit.. hold on...

"is this James..?" I said confused.

"Emma! Don't listen to him! please! Emma do it for me!"

mum? what? is she there? what the fuck is going on?

"m-mum? is that you?"

"YES! fucking hell that's her! if you want to fucking save her, you should come to rise park." He said slurring the words. Drunk. 

what? save her?

"What the hell is going on James?! What do u mean 'save her'? what the hell is going on?!" I said scared and confused.  All my bones in my body went stiff. My phone was glued in my hand and i could feel myself whiten.

I heard him chuckle.  And then my mum screamed again.

"MUM?!" I screamed. I felt my heartbeat increase by the second. Tears sprung to my eyes and I started running, I had no idea where to but my legs did all the work while my brain wouldn't function with what was happening.

I heard him laugh.

"Emma don't listen to him! please just hang up darling, and everything will be alright." my mum tried to stay calm. but her voice cracked at the end of the sentence.

I couldn't breath from anxiety. And my breath hitched in my throat.

"Emma, darling if you want to save your mum, come to rise park. If you don't I can just kill her right now." he said really slowly, giving me shivers all over my body.

"ok. where can I meet you?" I said quietly, barely hear able. But I knew he heard it because he started laughing, and that's when I heard another scream.

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hey!

I hoped you liked the first chapter, it isn't that long but the coming chapters will be! I hope you like it and yeah..

xo

"Don't be afraid of being scared. To be afraid is a sign of common sense. Only complete idiots are not afraid of anything." 
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón, The Angel's Game