These Bruises

"Que sera, you'll never guess who I saw."
I was loved. I was hurt. That was repeated when I left you. But there are two other people who I love. As a single mom with two little kids in California, my life got better. It was six years. Six years since I last saw you. Six years since those little talks. Now you can see that these bruises that I've been hiding for those six long years mean. (Second book in Little Talks duology)


38. The discovery of the house

~Britta POV

I wake up with more aching pain.

Seven times.

I swear I might have an STD right now.

I hate this.

They treat me like shit.

I grab the towel and slowly wrap it around me. I smell myself and I haven't showered in days. It's been four days since my disappearance. In order to keep up with whatever is going on, I have to be quiet when I get out of bed and crawling over to the door to hear.

I quietly get out of bed and get on all fours to crawl to the door. I press my ear to the door and listen carefully.

"And now we..." The news reporter stops speaking. "This just in, we have breaking news that former member of One Direction Niall Horan's wife Rachel has gone into labor."

Rachel! Oh no I'm going to miss the birth!

"We have reports that the two were seen running into the hospital with another woman who looked extremely pregnant too."

Another woman? That's Liz!

Tears start to shed down my face but I try my hardest to conceal my sobs. I sit against the wall and put my head between my knees.

And then of course I forgot Charlie had ears like a hawk.


~Mystery POV

I'm walking down the street, trying to find a place to sleep.

Suddenly, I see officials. They point at me.

Shit I've been spotted.

I begin taking off running back from where I was. Screw with them.

I take a sharp turn left and run into a field. I hide behind a tree and wait until the coast is clear. After a few minutes it is.

I go deeper into the forest instead of walking out into the open.

And that was when I found a house.


I can hide here.

I quickly walk up to the house and search around for an open window. After a few rounds, I found one. All of the other windows are bulletproof and screwed in tight. Not to mention blacked out. I lift myself up and climb through the already opened window.

Once in, I reach over the ledge and grab my bag. The one I've been carrying around all week.

I look around my surroundings and notice that I stumbled into a furnished laundry room.

That's poorly cleaned.

I get up and walk over to the door. I try to open it, but it's locked. I look at the doorknob for a lock, and there is one. I turn it and open the door slowly.

"You think they've given up yet?" I hear a husky male voice speak. I stop in my tracks.

Someone lives here.

"I'm saying yes. They haven't brought up any more news about her being gone." A different male voice answers the first one.

Her being gone? Is someone else here too? Besides these two men?

"Well, the one thing that was announced regarding Britta was that Rachel girl is in labor." Who?

I peak my head around the corner and see two men. One had messy blonde hair and the other was a brunette bed head.

I suddenly have to jerk back when the brunette gets up and runs over somewhere. "What did she do?" The blonde asks.

"She's crying. I can hear it from here." Brunette answers. The blonde gets up and follows behind.

I scramble onto my feet and begin looking around.

The tv was on the news channel, and plates weren't cleaned. Do these people even know how to clean?!

That's when I hear a door slam upstairs, which lead to faint screams and loud sobbing.

What the heck is going on up there? Should I go up there? I don't want to get caught and go back to that place.

Faint screams.

Loud sobs.

Two dudes upstairs.

This happened once before. One of my "friends" had to go to the mental institute for it.

Wait a minute.

Poor house.

In the middle of the forest.

Two dudes.

A female scream.


I quickly run back into the laundry room and climb out the window. I take off through the forest and out into the open. I look around me, and there are no officials so yay. I don't know my way around town, so I best start running.

And with that, I do.

I need to find a phone, but there aren't any phone booths anywhere. Do they still make those?

After that I found my source. For a few blocks away was a hospital.

But why was it all of the sudden crowded with cameras?

AN: wow I haven't updated in forever!!!!!! So I need a name for the mystery person. It's a girl for those wondering.

So school has started and I'm still in marching band so football games!! My school' steam is really good.


Okay, bye.

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