Forgotten & Found- a 5SOS fanfic

Forgotten & Found- a 5SOS fanfic

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Running away is hard for most people. I ran away from a perfect family, they just didn't love me. The only one who loved me was my brother. I told him, I have to go, I can't stay where I'm not wanted. We spent one last day together before I left. We packed my clothes that day, and said our final goodbyes. I left that night, before I left I told him "Don't forget me cause you know I might forget you," he understood, then I ran. I heard him sobbing all the way down the street, I ran to my best friends house, and told her to take me away from here. We drove, and found a nice apartment and got jobs. Then, she left me. she left me in the streets. That was 2 years ago, now here I am in an ally, I can't remember who I am, or where I came from. I can't remember anything. Why can't I remember anything?
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It was all fun and games until our parents left. Out of the blue they just disappeared. 4 years later there was still no sign of them, no contact, nothing. I was helpless, I couldn't struggle, I couldn't scream. He came close to my face and kissed my cheeks, "You're mine now" I was sexually assaulted. If it wasn't for my two older brothers and their best friend, I wouldn't have got through it, I wouldn't have made it. Then our house gets broken into and there was something so familiar about the man who broke in. So we run. There was so much blood, it was seeping out, covering my hands, covering my stomach. Is this the beginning, of the end?

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