My Savior

Claire Westbrooke had always had a hard life. Her mother had left when she was little and now lived with her abusive father and his alcoholic wife. Her new stepmother Julia always sat there and watched and sometimes joined Claire's father by burning her with cigarettes. She never goes anywhere but school and can't wear shortsleeve shirts or shorts because she knows people will ask questions about her scars. Claire delt with the pain and scars to be strong for her younger brother who has no idea whats going on. Until one day her father does something so unfather like that she has to run away. Will she meet her savior? Read to find out more.

CAUTION: Contains sexual references! Only read if you are 13 & up!

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20. Chapter 18

Claire POV

I was getting off the when I saw my mom storming out of the house with suitcases. She threw them into the boot of the car. I was eleven at the time and didn't really understand what she was doing. "Mommy where are you going?" I asked, "I have to go away for a while, I promise I'll be back for you," and with that she drove away.

"Daddy! Daddy!" I had tears all down my face now. "What's wrong baby," he cooed as he pulled me onto his lap. This was before he started hitting me, he used to be the best dad in the world. "Mommy's gone," He pushed me off his lap and threw a lamp across the living room, "God Dammit!" I could hear baby Ethan crying upstairs. Dad kept throwing things around the room breaking them. "Daddy your scaring me" he looked at me. His eyes turned black as he walked to me. He slapped me and I fell to the ground holding my now swelling face. "Daddy" I gasped through tears. "Shut up and go get your brother!"

I woke up with tears in my eyes. That's the first time the abuse happened, and the last memory I have of my mom. I wonder is she's still out there somewhere, living the perfect life, without having to worry about stupid me.

I looked around the room and saw that all the boys except Niall had left. I watched him sleep for awhile before a nurse came into the room. I quickly put my fingers to my lips telling her to be quiet because I didn't want to wake him up. He seemed peaceful and when I saw him ealier he looked like he hadn't slept in days.

"Claire I need to ask you some questions," she said quietly.

I nodded, "Okay, Are you sexually active?" Oh no, what do I say. I shook my head no. "Okay, has anyone ever abused you" I shook my head no again. I didn't want to talk about this right now. I need some time. "Claire, we-"

"Stop just stop! Nothing's happened to me. I don't care what you think you know but nothings happened to me!!" I yelled. My eyes were blurred with tears. Talking about it was bringing back memories I didn't want to think of at the time, "Honey the best thing for you is to talk about-"

"The best thing for me is for you to leave and stop asking me questions and leave!!!"

She nodded and left. I looked over at Niall, he was still sleeping peacefully. I watched him sleep, he looks so cute. Woah. What? Oh crap I think I'm falling for him. I continued to watch him until the rest of the boys came back. They all smiled when they say I was awake. "Good Moring Beautiful," chirped Harry. I didn't say anything back just stared at all of them. I still wasn't sure about anything.

****A Few Hours Later****

I must have been asleep for a while because it was dark outside the window and Niall was awake eating some fried chicken and watching some football (soccer) on the telly. "What time is it?" he jumped a little, "Ha sorry." "It's fine it's only 7:30." "Oh, where's the rest of the boys?" "They went back to the flat to get a few things and then to the store to get you somethings for when we take you home." "H-home?" "Well back to our flat of course." I let out a sigh of relief.

 

*****The Next Day*****

 

"Claire you ready to go?"

"Umm yeah," with 

Liam handed me legging, a black cami, a simple, hot pink, Jack Willis hoodie, and some lace undergarments.(http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=71323467) I stared at all the with an 'are you serious' look. They turned their attention to Harry and he put his hands up in defense, "What? Lace is sexy." After spending most the night up because of nightmares, I finally got to talk to the boys. I learned Harry's a flirt, no suprise there. Liam is the 'dad' of the group. Niall absolutly loves food, and Louis is a freak. Zayn barely talked though and it cause some awkward tension in the room.

I was about to start getting undressed when I remembered I had 5 boys in the room. I quickly walked into my little bathroom to change. I looked at myself in thee mirror at the large healing cut on my stomach. They took the stitches out last night thank god but they said I still have to be careful. "Claire hurry you're taking forever." Harry complained. "I'll be out in a second curly. Calm yourself."  "Ooo Sass.. I like it!" Louis said it a childish voice. I came out and all the boys stood up. "Hold it any of you have a hair tie?" "You really think that any of-" Zayn cut off Louis, "Here I always have one on my wrist."

I gave him a small small and pulled my hair up.

As we walked out of the hospital I suddenly felt claustrophobic. Girls were surrounding us screaming things about the boys and flashes were going off everywhere. I started getting really nervous. The boy made a circle around me and pushed through the chaos.

When we finally got to a large van then made sure I was in first. I went straight to the back and hid myself in between my knees.

I felt like the walls were closing in on me. My throat felt like there was a boa constrictor around it. "Claire" someone said. I breathed in and out trying to calm myself. "Claire are you okay?" 

"I'm fine. But you have a lot of explaining to do," they all nodded. 

 

Niall POV 

Claire was silent the entire ride. All she did was stare out the window. Harry and Louis tried to crack a few jokes with her but nothing seemed to work. As we pulled up to the flat Liam pulled out the keys to the flat and tossed them to Zayn. We were gettting out when I saw Claire still in the back, with tears in her eyes.

 

Claire POV

As we drove I saw a little boy that reminded me of Ethan. Smiling and laughing even though he just fell. I remembered how strong he was, how he always made my day better. How he was now and probably forever gone, and I'm never going to see the only thing that I love ever again. I couldn't help but let my tears out now. 

 

 

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