Kiara’s POV
It’s been four days since Luke came over with my old phone. He left it on the bench when he left so later that night I went through it and went through the text messages and the photos and everything on it and it was deffinantly my phone.
I really wish I hadn’t of read the texts between me and my mum though because they put me in a really bad mood and I cried for two whole days because of the horrible things she said to me.
From: Mum
Oii slut! I know you snuck out of the house to go to that party tonight!! You are so dead when you wake up tomorrow morning.
From: Mum
I can’t believe you got drunk last night. Who the fuck are you because you are deffinantly not my daughter?
From: Mum
Hey whore! Get your fat little ass back home right now before I decide to murder you in your sleep.
From: Mum
Now I know why your father left us. He must have known his daughter was going to turn into a little slut. He was wise to leave and I should have left with him.
From: Mum
I can’t believe you fell pregnant. I hope you know how to raise a child because as of now, I won’t be around to help you! You are no longer my daughter!!!
From: Mum
In case you didn’t already notice when you got home from school but I packed up and left with your little brother. Don’t even think about trying to contact me in the future and delete my number from your phone. Have a nice life SKANK!!!!!!! :)
I cried so much after reading those messages. The other day after Luke left was the first time I had read the last four messages and I couldn’t believe she was blaming me because my dad left and I couldn’t believe how much of a bitch she was.
I’m glad I don’t see her anymore to be honest though. I don’t need Charlotte to be around a monster like that. I vow to never ever speak to any of my children, grandchildren or anyone in general like that ever in my life.
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It’s now Saturday and I’ve decided to clean out my room. I just have too many clothes that I just don’t wear and probably never will wear.
I started with my wardrobe and pulled out all of the boxes that held clothes that I haven’t worn in a while. Inside one of the boxes was a black hoodie that stunk of beer and drugs. In one of the pockets was a necklace with a heart shaped locket. The locket contained a photo of an elderly woman and a message that said ‘Be strong Luke, Love grandma’. I gasped at the message and dropped the jacket to the floor. Why do I have Luke’s jacket?
I ran downstairs and found the photo from the night of the party and notice that Luke’s jacket is exactly the same as the jacket the guy is wearing in the photo.
“Oh…my…god” I whisper to myself.
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Luke’s POV
It’s been ages since I’ve seen Kiara or Charlotte. I really miss spending time with them but Kiara hardly answers her phone these days. I wander what’s wrong with her.
As I leave Calum’s house after band practise I try and ring Kiara again. No answer. What’s wrong with this girl? She always answers Michael’s calls, why never mine?
“Michael” I called across the street.
“Hey, what’s up?” he asked, crossing the road.
“Have you spoken to Kiara lately? She hasn’t answered my calls for almost two weeks and I’m starting to get worried” I explain.
“She’s fine mate, I saw her last night and everything’s good. She’s just stressed because Charlotte has a cold that’s all” he replied.
“Oh ok then. I gotta go but I’ll see you tomorrow?” I asked.
“Yep” and with that he walked back to the other side of the road and went home.
Why is she avoiding me? Maybe if I go to her house we can talk about it. So that’s exactly what I did. I made my way to Kiara’s house before it started to rain.
As I approached the front door, I noticed that everything was quiet and dark. I knocked on the door several times but there was no answer. I decided to just wait until she got home so I sat on the porch stairs and scrolled through twitter whilst I waited.
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Kiara’s POV
“Thank you doctor, I’ll see you in a few days. Goodbye” I said as I escorted Charlotte out of the doctor’s clinic.
The last few days Charlotte has been sleeping a lot and has been getting high temperatures. She is constantly sneezing and coughing and complains about a sore throat almost every hour. This morning she had a temperature of 41oC so I decided to take her to the doctor’s so she could get some medicine.
The outcome was that she has a fever and needs to rest. She also needs to have panadol and nurofen every four hours until she starts to get better. I feel sorry for her because she is so lethargic and the medicine tastes horrible. Hopefully she gets better soon.
As I pulled up in our driveway, I noticed a blonde figure sitting on the steps of the porch. Luke.
I got charlotte out of the car and walked to the front door.
“H-hi” I stuttered.
“Hi” Luke replied, looking at his feet.
“Wanna come in?” I asked and he nodded. This is going to be fun. Note the sarcasm.
“Have I done something wrong?” Luke asked all of a sudden.
“No why?” I replied quite confused.
“How come you’ve been ignoring me?” he asked, taking a seat on the couch.
“Sorry I’ve been really busy trying to look for a job and Charlotte’s been sick and I’ve just had things on” I stated.
“But you haven’t been too busy to reply to Michael” he replied coldly.
“What are you talking about?” I asked.
“You guys are always texting and he said that he was with you yesterday” he stated.
“He was here yesterday because he was looking after Charlotte while I went for a job interview and we have only been texting because he knows people that can get me into the music industry” I replied, crossing my arms over my chest.
Who does he think he is, coming into my house and then interrogating me like this?
“I think I’m gonna go now” he said, getting up and walking to the door and leaving.
I was feeling quite tired so I put Charlotte to bed and then went to bed myself.
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Where's Daddy? // Luke Hemmings
Fanfiction"Mummy! Mummy! Mummy!" Kiara wasn't your average 18 year old who spent every Friday and Saturday night out in the clubs grinding on intoxicated men whilst doing drugs and alcohol. Oh no, she was far from that. Instead she was at home every night pu...
