Darlin' (GirlxGirl) (Avril Lavigne Fanfic) (COMPLETED) {1}

Chapter 1 (Editing)

SOPHIE'S POV

I walk along the hallway, a nurse and two security guards walk beside me after many attempts to get away from this hell whole they call a hospital. The lack of imformation from the outside world driving me crazy every single day. I can't wait for the day I get out, to end this life I live because what 16 year old girl wants to spend her whole life on the streets. I honestly just want to go home, to the streets where my true family wait for me to show my face.. How long will I last outside of the walls that keep me from the pain of the real world whirling around outside?

FEW WEEKS PASS...

I stumble down the still dark streets of Sydney's heart, a knife in my pocket and a nearly empty bottle of vodka in my hand. The night is growing darker and darker, my feet slowly but surely carry me closer to the homeless shelter a couple blocks away. My stomach gumbles loudly just begging for food, my phone nearly dead just needing the be charger before the battery is no use to me anymore.

As I come closer to the homeless shelter I shove the empty bottle of vodka into my bag. I walk into the shelter but everyone sits in the lounge area for those who do have a room for the night, I have NEVER been that lucky. I walk down the hallway, knocking on Liam's office door watching him smile at me. He opens the door, his brunette shaved hair perfectly going with his hazel eyes.

"Hey Sophie, you want some dinner?'' He asks, a bright smile on his lips like everytime I see him here.

"Yeah. Can I also charge my phone in here?" I ask, giving him my best innocent smile with a nice cute pout.

He sighs, nodding his head with a chuckle. I plugged my phone in, just waiting for Liam to come back with at least something to eat, hopefully something else to drink then vodka. He walks in handing me a plate of food and a sandwich for school tomorrow, somethingg he always does as long as he has enough food to spare some for me. I smile, kissing his cheek and taking my food with a smirk firmly on my lips.

I wake up the next morning and I smell so bad, so I make my way back to the shelter to take a quick shower. Liam always wanted to help me so he let me have pretty much whatever I would need physically. As soon as I jumped out the shower I wiping myself off with the towel so I can change into some of my clean clothes.

My eyes flitter open to the first light of the morning, the horrible smell coming from my body make me want to hurl. I get to my feet, stretching my arms letting the muscles flex before swinging my backpack on. I start walking the 5 minute walk to the shelter, hoping to be able to get a shower before the day of school that us ahead of me.

I walk in, greeting Liam and grabbing one of the towels heading into the shower room holding 10 showers within the room. I step into the cubicle, stripping my clothes from my sweaty body and throwing them outside. Letting the white curtain keep my naked body from view of the peeping toms at the shelter, trust me there is some of them living here. Turning on the taps I let the hot water cascade down over my sweaty body, wetting my tangly blonde hair smearing shampoo and conditioner through the length of my once straight hair.

I walk through the doors of the high school, only a few of the nerds walk the hallways. I dash towards my locker, shoving my bag inside but not without taking a nice long swig of vodka from a full bottle. I pull on my uniform top, ever since i moved to this high school I have never wore full uniform as I never had the money to afford it. I take a deep breath, pulling my black hooded jacket on followed by my schoo backpack holding all my books. I shut my locker, heading towards my first class of the day.

AVRIL'S POV

I walk out the doors of Sydney airport, flashes exploding in my face despite my body guards best effort to get me into the awaiting black tinted limo. My sunglasses and black hoodie not helping me stay out of sight. Finally, the doors shut as my body guards sit on each side of me, shielding me from the flashing of pictures being taken every single second. As we arrive at the best hotel in Sydney, I can see my manager just standing there waitng.