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!


5. Found

Claire POV

I woke up to footsteps and humming. They kept getting closer and closer. I panicked. I quickly took my guitar and slid it under the bench. I squeezed my bruised body into the crevice and put my knees to my chest and my head into my knees. Tears poured down my face. I was so scared. The bench squeaked, whoever it was must have sat down on the bench.

"Hello? Is anyone in here?" Whoever it was had a thick Irish accent. I knew it wasn't my father, but I was still scared because nobody knows what a man could do to a helpless girl like me. I tired to stay I quiet as I could but I accidentally sniffled to loud. "Hello?" the footsteps got closer and closer.

I tired to hide myself but it was to late. I started crying more and the boy must have heard me by now cause he got even closer. I lifted my head up slightly but quickly put it back into my knees. I was pouring tears.

I stayed as balled up as I could. I didn't want the boy to see all the bruises and cuts, expesially the cut my father gave me today, the one that was still bleeding. He knelt down beside me and put his hand on my shoulder. I immediatly jumped and he removed his hand. "Are you okay love?" His accent was beautiful, but I was still to scared to look up, or talk. I just kept crying. "Love i'm not going to hurt you. Please lift you head up." I hesitated a little but then I slowly lifted it.


Niall POV

I walked more towards the noise and it seemed to get louder,  not louder as in sound but heavy crying, fear. She quickly lifted her head but when she saw me she put it back between her knees. I didn't see her face. She was hiding herself, she was definatly hinding something. I knelt down beside her and put my hand on her shoulder, she immediatly jumped and I pulled my hand away. "Are you okay love?"

She still didn't budge just sat there, "Love I'm not going to hurt you. Please lift your head up." she hesitated but slowly lifted her head.

I was blown away by her beauty, she was so familiar. The fear in her big green eyes, so familiar. This was the gir; that ran into me in the park today, the one I can't stop thinking about.


Claire POV

When I looked up I saw the brilliant blue eyes from earlier. He looked as suprised as I did. I still couldn't say anything. He wouldn't stop staring. I felt really uncomfortable and I put my head back down and started crying again. "Love come with me, I'll keep you safe, I promise." I couldn't be sure if he was telling me the truth because thosewere the exact words my father said after my mom left. He said he'd keep me safe, that he'd never hurt me. He lied.

"Please," he said, I looked up again and he was now holdig out his hand. After a while I gave in and stretched my arm out. I kept my cut arm tucked behind me. I started to shake a little, and he must have noticed because he took his green hoodie off and handed it to me. I quickly put it on so he wouldn't notice my bruises and scars. I stumbled a little and he put his arm around me and he walked me out of the cave.

I still hadn't talked, but I kept staring at him. Where is he taking me. He must have noticed because he started taking, "I'm going to take you to my flat and get you warm. Then I'll call the doctor to come check you out." I quickly got out of his grasp. He grabbed me and I tried even harder crying again.

"Love! Your okay I'm not going to hurt you whats wrong?!" he asked worry in his voice.I couldn't see a doctor they'd know what happenedand then I'd have to explain it. Every little detail on what that monster did to me.

I sat on the ground and curled into a little ball. "Love please get up,I won't call the doctor okay?" he must have read my mind.





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