Adopted... by THEM?! (A One Direction Fan-Fiction)

Chapter Twenty One~ My Own Personal Hell-

The week before school started went by quickly. The boys tried desperately for me to tell them why i was so reluctant to go back, but each time i would deny it. Zayn and Liam picked up the binders, notebooks, and other supplies i needed after checking the school wensite.

I also got my schedule in the mail.

It was.

Period 1: French. Northard. Room 202

Period 2: Geometry. Green. Room 510

Period 3. Global. Ried. Room 402

Period 4: Study Hall. Gatherington. Room 312.

Period 5: English. Klein. Room 104.

Period 6. Lunch. Cafeteria.

Period 7: Studio Art. Regardez. Room 404.

Period 8:

A days: Physical Education. Gym.

B days. Biology. Anderson. Room: 310

Period 9: Biology. Room 310.

It also came with a map of the school which i wouldn't really need as i found out i would be attending the same school. Unfortunately.

I sighed. Putting the schedule back on my desk. I put my face in my hands wearily. School started tomorrow and I was completely and utterly terrified. I wasn't ready to go back and face that torture. 

I stifled my tears, but somehow they ended up pouring down my face anways. Unfortunately my muffled sobs did not go unnoticed and my door opened quickly. 

I gasped and looked up, hurriedly trying to wipe away my tears. 

"Emily, what's wrong?" Zayn asked from my door. 

"Nothing." I lied weakly, but trying to change the subject I said, "What are you doing here?" 

"We were going over some music stuff, but we heard you crying...what's wrong?" 

I sighed, "I'm just nervous... You know about school tomorrow.." 

He gave me a weak smile and walked towards me. 

"Emily.. you can tell me... why are you so scared?" He asked softly, putting two fingers under my chin so that my eyes met his. 

I shook him off, "You wouldn't understand." 

He sighed, "Listen, I'm trying to be gentle with you here but we need to know what's going on." 

I turned to look at the floor as he continued, "The other boys... they're willing to take more drastic measures than I am Emily..." 

I narrowed my eyes and snapped my head up. "Oh and what are they gonna do?! Slap me?Hit me? Torture it out of me?! Read my diary again??!!" 

He sighed, "Em..." 

"Just go Zayn."

He sighed again, "Emily.." He tried to gently touch my arm, but i moved away before he could.

"Can you just go? I have to get ready for bed." I told him softly.

He looked down and nodded, "Good night." 

As soon as he left the room, i sighed sadly, wishing things didn't have to be this way, but they did. 

I brushes through my hair and pulled it up into a bun, changing into my pj's i switched the light off and turned on the closet light. I know it sounds stupid, but im scared of the dark, and i don't want to be sleeping in it alone.