Meet Me Deep In the Forest -By the Willow Tree-

*Part of Story*

I crawl over to the relaxing stream and look at the moonlit reflexion. But the person who stares back at me, isn't me. She has the same flaming red curls, the same height, but what I see isn't who she was a year ago. Instead of the light blue eyes with speckles of gold that could light up anyone's day, is a dark blue pit. A hole, that is filled with anger, confusion, and hurt. Her face is shallow. This thing is in pain. Her bruises and scars show on her arms.

I don't know this person.

*Real Description*
Scarelott lives with her parents and her little brother, Oliver, or Ollie. They are very close, but when her parents, Neil and Molly start to have troubles with the bills, things start to go downhill. They get into drinking problems, and now they are abusing their children. When Red (Scarelott) can't take it anymore, she runs away. She is seventeen years old, and knows only one place that she can stay. Deep in the forest, by the willow tree.


1. Goodbye

I clutch my hands to my ears and rush to my younger brother's room to get away from the yelling. I have made a decision. 

I yank open his door and swiftly shut it behind me as II instantly lay my eyes on his resting body. I shake him softly.

"Psst. Ollie. Wake up," He groans in response. I sigh as I shake him harder.

"Ollie I need to tell you something. Wake up," He slowly rises and stares at me with my father's dark green eyes. His red curls, identical to mine, are tousled about from his deep sleep.

"What, Scarly?" he groggily asks.

A single tear falls down my cheek. "Oliver, I love you so much. You know that? You are my world, Ollie. It's going to be hard to live without you. But Ollie, I have to leave. I can't stand it here. Ollie, I-" he stops me, knowing where this is going.  

"No! Scarly, you can't leave me! I love you! No, Scarly, NO!" he wails as he thrashes into my arms. I hold him close, never wanting to move.

"Ollie, I love you too. But I have to go. Neil, and Molly, I-I just can't take it, Ollie. I have to go. OK? I'll check in on you constantly. And if they hurt you, ever, call the police. Promise me that, Oliver. Promise me," I say sternly to the young nine-year-old in front of me. He starts crying harder.

"I promise. But I love you, Scarelott. Red..." he says, referring to what everyone calls me. "I won't ever forget you. he states strongly, looking into my eyes. 

"I won't forget you, either, Ollie. But I have to go now. I love you, Ollie."

"I love you, too, Scarly," He whispers as he gives me one last hug. I kiss him on the forehead lightly.

"Goodbye, Ollie," I state as I slink from the dimly lit room. 

*A/N Hey guys, this is this first chapter, and I still haven't figured out who she should fall in love with. I was thinking either Niall or Zayn, but you guys can pick. Have a good day and I hope you like it!* 

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