Golden

Chapter 4

Bella's POV

As I ran to the house, the house looked empty and quiet. I opened the front door. As I looked around for anything, I noticed that there was no blood. Someone must have cleaned it up for me.

Everything was just as it once was before. I layed in my bed, tears running down my face. My only question was why. Why did Mom do this to me? Why does this have to be my life?

Soon, I ended up crying myself to sleep, feeling a hole in heart, bigger than it was before.

The next morning, I woke up to my doorbell ringing. Looking through the window, I saw 5 guys standing there. I couldn't see who they were, though. I opened the door, seeing the two doctors I talked to yesterday. Looking at all of them, I saw the guy who tipped me 20 dollars. "Hello", the greeted me, smiles played on their faces.

"Hi", I told them. My voice sounded really groggy. "Can I help you?" I asked them. "Well I'm Niall, that's my friends Harry, Liam, Louis, and Zayn. We're all doctors at the hospital you were at yesterday", Blondie said.

"Listen, we know this won't help. We know it does nothing to help, but we came here to give you this care basket. It has goodies, some hygiene, and some gift cards for you and your family", Zayn smiled.

At the gesture and the mention of family, I started to tear up and cry. "Thank you so much. As much as it dosen't help, it still does if that makes since", I wiped my tears away.

Niall hugged me. The familiar feeling of warmth makes me hug him back. "Where's your family?" Harry asked. "They live out in North Carolina. We don't really talk much anymore", I looked at the care package. "So you're living by yourself?" Niall furrows his eyebrows. "Yeah, it's a long story. I lived with Mom until yesterday happened", I said.

Niall hugged me again. "You can come in if you want", I suggested to the 5 doctors. They walked in my small apartment building. "By the way, you never told us your name", Liam mentioned. "Oh, my name is Bella", Harry smiled. "Isn't your last name Rose?" He asked me. "Yeah, why", he gives me another warm smile. "No reason", he snickers.

I saw the guys examining my small apartment. See, Mom and I didn't have a lot of money. We didn't care about the way our apartment looked, as long as I got her food on the table and the bills payed.

I worked hard for those bills. On Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I worked at Chick-Fil-A. I usually got 30 dollars per week from them. On Tuesday and Thursday, I worked at Starbucks. I got 30 dollars from them. On Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, and Friday, I worked at Bath & Body Works. I got 20 dollars for them.

Each week, I earned 80 dollars, but I didn't have time to buy something nicer. I needed to save up for college, which was in 2-3 years. That wasn't a lot of time, unless I got a really good scholarship.

"Thank you again for the package. I love it so much, it was so nice of you to buy me this", I told them. Liam shook his head. "It was no problem. By the way, we didn't buy that. We bought the items in it, but made everything else", He finished.