Just the way you are

This is a story about Eliza Summer's she moved to england to get away from her past. But she can only run for so long.....
{A/N: This is sorta based off of stuff that has happened in my life minus meeting harry styles haha i wish i had :)} if you have any questions or wanna ask something just comment your question and i would be more than happy to answer :)


11. Hunter's house

     Everything after Harry jumped on Hunter's back was a blur. I don't exactly remember what Hunter did to Harry but Harry lay there, looking lifeless, on the ground. Hunter looked at me and came towards me. Next thing I know, I'm over his shoulder.

     "You are coming back with me." He said sternly. I started screaming and flailing all over the place trying get away, but he didn't let go. 

     "ELLIOT! ELLIOT! HELP ME PLEASE!" I scream, still flailing. Hunter set me down in front of him. I don't remember what he did to me after that. All I remember was the look on his face, right before I blacked out.


     I woke up in the backseat of Hunter's car. It smelled like alcohol and something else. I couldn't tell what it was but it was awful. The car slowly came to a stop in front of a small house in the middle of nowhere. Hunter got out of the car and walked up to my door. He yanked it open, grabbed my arm, and pulled me out. Fresh air hit my face as soon as I was out. I took many deep breaths and he started jerking my arm toward the house. My feet were bear and the dead grass and rocks I was stepping on bothered me.

     He pushed the dirty, wooden door open and pulled me inside. I wasn't very surprised when I smelled alcohol. The house was a wreck. There was dirt everywhere. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in months.

     He shoved me through the house to a wooden door. Hunter opened the door and I was horrified at what I saw. How could this have happened? Little Emilie was sitting in a chair, crying. Piper was beside her, whispering something in her ear. I guess she was trying to make her feel better. Piper looked up. Her eyes were red and there was a tear running down her cheek.

     "Eliza!" she exclaimed and ran over to me. Her small arms wrapped around me. When she let go, Hunter pushed me out of the way, closed the door, and locked it from the outside. Emilie got up and gave me a hug.


Emilie's P.O.V.

     I went over to my chair and sat there. What was happening? I layed across the two chairs I had and fell asleep.

     I was in my room with Piper. We were supposed to be asleep, like Mom. We just weren't tired so we talked and played quietly in our room. I heard the front door open, and I heard someone coming towards us.

     This tall boy came into our room. He didn't smell good. He picked me up and then Piper. I didn't want to wake Mom up, so I didn't scream. Piper didn't scream either, she just started crying. What was happening?

     The man put us in his car and went to the front. He didn't say anything, he just drove. I was scared. The car stopped in front of a house.

     I woke up and Eliza was watching me. My hands and neck felt wet.

     "Are you okay, Emilie?" she asked quietly.

     "I just had a nightmare!" I said and I ended up telling her everything about it. I told her about how that was how the man had gotten us a put us here.

     "Hunter did that to you?" She whispered.

     "Who's Hunter?" I asked but she had already gotten up. She looked mad.

     "The scary man who took us." She answered. Her voice kept getting louder and louder. Her hands were balled like fists at her sides.

     "Sissy, are you ok?" I ask her. She didn't look ok but I had to ask.

     "No, Emilie, I'm not. That man can't do this! Especially not to you! Not you or Piper!" She screamed, turning around. She was scaring me. I ran over to Piper. She was starting to wake up. I watched Eliza fall to the floor. She was crying. I walked over to Eliza and whispered stuff into her ear. I whispered all the stuff Piper told me when we got here about how we were going to be okay.

     "I-I'm sorry." She said into her hands.


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