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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13. Dreams and A Blade

 

Claire POV

' "Come here you whore!" my dad was yelling at me. I was up in my room trying to do homework. I walked down the stairs and saw the thing that I never wanted to see. My dad had Ethan against the wall; choking him. "Let him go!" I yelled and ran and jumped on my fathers back. Ethan fell to the ground unconcious. "Ethan!" I screened and ran to his side. I turned just in time to see my father coming at me with a knife. I moved out of the way and the knife stabbed the wall right next to my head. He jumped at me again. He tackled me and held the knife to my neck. "You shouldn't have done that you little bitch," he stuck his hand down my pants and thrusted his fingers into me. I let out a cry of pain. "Get off of my sister!!!" Ethan was standing behind my dad. My dad got off of me and slapped Ethan. "Don't hurt him!" "Ohh so that's your weak point. Your darling little brother. I know just how to handle this," he had an evil smirk plastered on his face. I just stared at him. He slowly walked over to Ethan and lodged the knife into his stomach. "NO!" I cried. Ethan fell to the ground. Pale. Not moving. That bastard killed my brother. "You bastard!" I jumped at him but he punched me making me fall to the ground. He pressed the knife against my throat again. "You'll always be my princess," he kissed my neck and ripped my clothes off. He ot up and took his belt off and hit me with it, "You're such a whore." he thrusted into me and I cryed in pain more and more. He then took the knife and started to cut me all over. I screamed '

I screamed. Thank god it was only a dream. I looked around, "Where am I?" I asked myself. I put my head into my hands and sobbed. I heard a bunch of fast shuffled footsteps. Someoe knelt down into front of me, "Claire." His irish accent made me jump. I glanced around the room, five boys stared at me. I think the blonde ones name is Niall but I don't remember. I shot out of my chair and felt like I was going to faint. I caught my balance and ran towards the door. I was almost out of the room when someones arms wrapped around me. I was frozen. I sunk to the ground and pulled my knees to my chest. I looked up, "please donn't hurt me," that was all I was able to choke out. I could hear more footsteps and then someone put there hand on my shoulder. I yelped and jumped at the sharp pain that ran thoughout my shoulder blade. "I-I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you," I looked up again.

After a little while I stood up, "c-can I use y-your bathroom?" my voice was still shaky.

"You sure I"ll show you where it is," Niall stood up and I followed him down the hall. "Here you go," he smiled at me. I tryed to smile but nothing happened. It felt like I had no happy emotion left in my body. I walked into the bathroom and about to shut the door when I noticed he was still standing there, "I'll wait here for you."

I went into the bathrrom and started to look through the cabinets. I tired to be as quiet as I could. I finally found what I was looking for, a little box of razors. I sat down on the toilet and picked out the sharpest blade.

"Claire you've been in there for a while are you okay?"  "I-I'm fine I'll be out in a second."

I pressed the blade onto my arm right under my other cuts. Yes I cut myself but I stopped last year because Ethan saw me doing it and made me promise him, "Sorry Ethan," I whispered to myself. I winced at the pain, and watched as the blood started to ooze out. I stood up and put the blade back. I sat on the rim of the tub and watched my wrist. "Claire?" I jumped a little. I forgot Niall was waiting outside the door. I stood up quickly and hit my shoulder on the thing that holds the towels. The pain went throughout my body and oh no. I threw up into the toilet. God what is wrong with my shoulder.

"Claire?" I didn't answer I was lost in a train of though, "Claire!" Niall was banging on the door. It reminded me of when I tried to hide from my dad. Those beating were the worst. The banging got louder and louder. Niall's voice changed into my fathers. It was angrier than ever. Everything around me went black.

 

Niall POV

I sat outside the bathroom door waiting for Claire and I could hear her looking through the cabinets, "Claire you've been in there for a while are you okay?" There was a slight pause, "I-I'll be out in a sec."

She sounded hurt and scared. When we were downstairs she hadn't said much.The boys and i tried our hardest to make her laugh but nothing was working. Someone must have really hurt her.

"Claire?" I heard a loud thud and then something hit the ground. I could hear Claire vomitting. I lightly tapped on the door again, "Claire?" She didn't answer,"Claire!" I started to panic a little bit and banged on the door. I heard another thud. I tried to break the door down but nothing worked.

I quickly ran into the living room. Zayn was the only one still in there. "Where is everyone?" I asked a bit to quickly. "They all went to sleep. What's wrong mate?"

"C-Claire I-I heard noises in the bathroom. They didn't sound good and the doors locked! I need help getting it open! Please help me!" I grabbed his arm and pulled him up the stairs. He kicked the door in on the second try.

Claire was on the ground passed out, "Claire!" "I'll go get Liam" I sat down beside her and pulled her into my lap. It wasn't till then that I noticed she had a cut on her arm. There were tiny white ones all around it. "Zayn!" Zayn jogged in with sleepy Liam behind him. I held up her arm and their eyes widened.

 

 

Sorry for the kinda crumby chapter but tell me what you think(:

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