It Started With A Call

Grace Thompson is a 17 year old girl that lives in Chicago. Well, she lived a normal life until she finds out her mother dies on the way home from work, which causes to move to London with her Dad. Trying to dial her best friend's number in shock and worry, she accidentally dials the one and only, Niall Horan. The two become great friends over the phone, and eventually fall in love after meeting each other face to face. But Grace finds something about her dad that she never knew before. Her dad becomes furious and as punishment for finding out, he does something tragic to Grace. Grace starts living a horrible life, and is trapped inside a world of abuse and hunger. Niall and the boys get suspicious from all the marks on her body, but Grace is forbidded from telling anyone. What will she do? Will Niall find out?


9. The Truth

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, focusing on the red mark on my cheek. It throbbed with every breath I took. I watched as a tear trailed down my face, and I hastily wiped it away. 

My father was a happy man. My mom, dad, and I always had the best times. We traveled a lot for vacations, and we had so many jokes and laughs. It changed when my Dad moved to London for a new job because he got fired. It changed when my mom went out. but never came home. It changed from today. When my father had the nerve to raise his hand to me, and slap me. Not once, but multiple times. In addition to kicks in the stomach and legs, my whole body felt sore. I could not live on like this. What brought my dad the courage to hit his child?

It will go away, I reassured myself. By tomorrow, he'll apologize and we'll be on the road to try to heal from my mothers death. 



"Grace! Can you get the water?" My mother asked, running a hand through her long, brown hair. Her bathing suit was coral pink and black, and her green eyes shone bright in the morning sun.

I leaped to our stuff and grabbed two water bottles that almost froze my fingers off. The waves crashed on the shore and the sun was beating onto my skin, scorching the sand. Seashells and colorful rocks scattered the shore. I handed my mother the water bottles and she kissed me on my forehead and mumbled a thank you. I smiled as my dad approached us.

"Who's gonna give me a big hug?" He chuckled, his arms spread wide and hopeful.

My mother walked towards him with open arms and a big smile on her face. Just as my father was going to hug her, she giggled like a little girl and turned away, crushing me into her arms instead.

My dad pouted, and his arms deflated to his sides. He began to fake cry into his palms and wiped away fake tears from his eyes. He was very tan, and his sandy blond hair was neatly combed, despite him swimming and running around the beach for hours. 

By this time, I was laughing so hard my face was turning red and I was slapping my thighs from the laughter I could not contain. "You guys...are...the weirdest...people...ever!" I cried in between breaths, tears forming in my eyes. They were crazy, but I loved them with everything I had.

"Why thank you!" My beautiful parents intertwined hands and bowed. I was still laughing, and I saw that they were trying to hold their laughter in as they tried to look professional. 

My mother looked up from her bowed position."This is the part where you clap, Grace." She returned to looking at the floor.

"Oh!" I whispered. "I forgot." I started clapping as hard as I could, a wave of happiness embraced me.

Oh how I loved Florida. I could not wait to travel again.





NOTE: This story was started two years ago, and I was the biggest carrot ever. I wanted to delete this story, but I got a lot of messages and a few comments on here telling me to continue this story. I'll try my best, and I used to be a bad writer.

I will make changes when I'm finished. I promise everything will be better from chapter 9.

I'm also working on another fanfic, and it's on wattpad. Comment if you would like me to post it? It has bad boy version of Harry :) 

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