Found

Chapter 2

Tw: violence and mention of death/suicidal thoughts. Shouldn't be too bad.

The next morning I wake up to the angry shouts of my foster dad. I can't hear what he's saying but I know my mom is yelling at him about coming home drunk. I quickly throw on some black leggings and a blue sweatshirt, making sure I cover up the bandages. I quietly walk into the living room, making sure to avoid my yelling foster parents. I grab a banana and walk out the door, making no attempt to grab my backpack, as I know I wont be showing up to school today due to Jacob. I start my walk down the abandoned street when I hear the shouts.

"Mia slow down," I started to walk faster, "Mia come on you know you want to hang out with us!"

At those words I take off running. I sprint down the street until I make it to what looks like Times Square. I start dodging people left and right. I take a turn and run down a street with a bunch of theaters. I learned several years ago that this was broadway. The only broadway musical I know is Newsies. I discovered it when my foster family took me to see it on tour last year in 2014, when I was 11. My horrible family was sober enough to realize that they needed to get out of the house. I fell in love with the musical and both the Broadway cast and the touring cast.
    (A/N: back to story)
I run in and out of the alleys in between the theaters. I think I'm starting to lose them when I trip over something and go flying into the ground. I hit my head on the ground and my vision goes blurry. I hear the footsteps come closer and closer. I feel the boys kicking and punching me, shouting negative things.

" Mia you don't deserve to live." "You are just a worthless rat and the world would be better off without you."

They were right, I don't deserve to live. The world would be better off without me. The kicking and punching stops for a moment. I look up to see Jacob pulling a knife out of his pocket. Jackson is standing right behind him, smiling devilishly.

" We will end this right now if you want us too. How about we let you decide. Stay in this horrible world where you are worthless, or end it right now and go to heaven, where everything is perfect."

I consider this. Dying and going to Heaven doesn't sound too bad, but I don't want to leave the world, as weird as that sounds.
" Gosh you take too long, let's just end this right now."
Jackson takes the  knife from his brother. He's about to stab me when I hear someone shouting.

" Hey! What are you doing!? Let the girl go!"

Jackson drops the knife and takes off running, the boys following him. The man who ultimately saved my life comes running down the alleyway.

" Are you ok!? Who are those people!?"

He asked. I look up at him. He had curly blond hair and the bluest eyes I have ever seen in my life.

And that's when I realize, I'm looking into the eyes of Ben Tyler Cook.

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Shorter chapter today, I had to find a way to introduce Ben into this.