One way or another

Hope is a 17 year old girl who's mother died mysteriously 6 months after giving birth and her father passed away not long ago due to disease. With no siblings and most of her family living far away, she's forced to live with her uncle. A rich but cruel man who has no intention of giving Hope any care or love. Her Aunty on the other hand is a kind and giving lady.
But Hope knows she can't stay. Her last option is to run away. She cannot spend another day with her Uncle, who seems to be hiding something. Big. Will Hope be left with anything? All seems to be going the wrong way until she meets a sweet boy with a kind heart who decides to take the poor girl under his wing.
What will Hope find out? Her Uncle's secret? Love? Or all the wrong things?


6. Uncle Ken... well, thats's a conversation stopper.

Hope's POV

"Come on Hope." Said Bri

"One sec. I feel like I forgot something."

I went back inside. 

Nothing. Just pain in my heart. I went upstairs and got the box. I'd decided to leave it here, but now I changed my mind. I hadn't finished looking through it.

I held the note in my hand and looked at the picture in the locket around m neck again. I tried to stop from crying, but a few tears escaped.

I walked down the stairs and hopped into the car. 

It was a white Lamborghini.

(Yes, that's how rich my Uncle was.)

"Ready?" Bri asked.

"Yep." I said, managing a smile; just for her, so I could letter know her efforts weren't wasted.

We drove through the town and I saw someone who stood out from the clutter of people. From where I could see he had Black hair, and tanned skin. He turned his head casually and stopped when he saw me. His gaze was stuck on me for the few seconds I was in sight, and then he was gone. Out of sight from the speed we were travelling as we zoomed past in the car.


After about 1/2 an hour, we pulled up in the driveway of the gigantic house.

Well, more like a mansion. It was three storeys, had countless bedrooms and bathrooms and my Uncle had heaps of maids.

I got my suitcase from the back and my Aunt got some other bags out.

"What's in there?" I asked.

"Just some groceries. I was getting bored here so I decided to get something done before I picked you up."

"Ok." I mumbled.

"Hope; I know you miss your father and that this is the hardest thing in the world for you, but bad things happen."

"How would you know?" I said, not meaning to sound rude.

"When I was your age, my best friend died. She was more like a sister. It was so hard for me. But I did something that I hope you don't do."


"I zoned myself out from the world. I didn't talk to anyone except my parents for 3 months. It was a huge mistake. I had to accept the fact that she was gone and there was nothing I could do. I'm not saying I stopped caring, I'm saying you have to be strong. Bad things happen in life, we have to get over them. don't make any mistakes from bad moments. It'll all work out. I promise."

"Thank you," I smiled.

She hugged me and didn't let go while I cried in her shoulder.

I was glad she was still here.

We parted and the door swung open.

It was my Uncle.

Well, I thought. Thats a conversation stopper.


Zayn's POV

Who was that girl. I met her gaze and I was trapped for what seemed like hours, not seconds.

Then she was out of sight. Something told me. She may be the one. I don't know why, but something was saying.

Who was she?

I didn't know who she was and I didn't even know her name; but I knew this.

I would find her.



Sorry for the short chapter guyz

No hate (:

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