Safe With Me

Cassie. 19 year old girl. Parents were crazed and abusive people and she was bullied in school. Finally the cops took her away from her violent parents and terrible neighborhood. In a matter of a week she was in her new foster home. The Horan's. But will her crazed parents come back for her and take her back to her dark past or will she stay for the love of her new family?

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8. Chapter Seven

It's been a couple weeks since the lash out with Brianna. My heart still breaks when I see her in the hallways of school. Nothing's the same. Harry doesn't talk to us, neither does Brianna, and Niall and I usually sit at the table alone. Most of his friends tell him to just get away from me, that I'm trouble and to just forget about me but he refuses to. I try to convince him that I'm fine being alone but he wont change his opinion. Today is the last day of school until Thanks Giving break. Niall says that they usually go to their summer home to enjoy Thanks Giving. I really want to get away from all this drama. I walked to my locker and put in the code on the lock. But when I opened it a bunch of flyers came out, they read "adoption available" and mental hospital flyers. They all poured to my feet. Everyone around me laughed. My eyes stung with tears. I gathered the papers to throw them out. When I did a pair of sparkling Toms came into my view.

"Wow Cassie. looking for a new home and a mental hospital, you know just what you need." She said sarcastically. A tear escaped my eye. I put my head down so Fiona wouldn't see it. I picked them up and stood up. Before I could get to the trash she slapped them out of my hands again. Everyone around us was laughing, pointing at me and taking pictures. I covered my face ad ran out. When I got to the hall I wasn't looking an I bumped into Someone. When I looked up I saw Brianna. She had a sympathetic look on her face when she saw my tears. I shook my head and continued to make my way out the door. I ran outside, tears storming down my face.

"I'm done!" I shouted and ran home. Not looking back.

*****

I ran through the door to my room dropping myself on the bed and crying my eyes out. I heard my phone ringing playing Ed Sheeran 'Drunk'. I didn't answer it. It stopped ringing and not even a minute later it rung again. And again. And again. After about the sixth time it rang I made my way to my bag and took my phone out. The name didn't surprise me. "7 missed calls from 'Niall.'" I shook my head as it rung again. I pressed the long green button and held the phone to my ear.

"Hello?" I said words shaky.

"Cassie where are you? I'm looking for you everywhere. Why aren't you here at school and why aren't you answering my calls?"

"I-I just felt like I needed to come home early I-I just wasn't feeling to great."

"Cassie don't play that game with me I know something is up."

"It's nothing Niall!" I said almost scolding him. "I-it's nothing." I whispered. He said nothing. I knew he was still on but he took a long pause. A minute passed until he spoke.

"I'll be right there."

And with that he hung up. I put my phone on my dresser and got out my sketch book. I drew when I couldn't express my feelings. I sat on my bed and started to sketch a girl sitting in the dark and one beam of light shining on her from the window. Her hair was in her face and clothes ragged. She had shackles on her wrists and engraved on them was the word 'unloved.' Detailed to a point. I admired the art I held in my hand. The shading was perfect and the figure was neat. To me this is the only thing I was good at, drawing. I felt my feelings coming back. Why me? What have I done? All the words and lies people told me flooded my head. I covered my ears not wanting those thoughts to invade my mind. My conscience started to invade my mind. "The Horan's aren't your family. They are going to give you up. Everyone hates you, you cant trust anyone. Just get it over with. Finish the torture." Tears fell from my eyes. The words lingered in my head. "Get it over with." I always thought that. Be done with yourself. I tried once before I came here but nothing. I never tried again but the pain I had in my heart was killing me. No one would really understand me and my life. The hurts I've been through. I couldn't take it anymore. I ran to the kitchen and opened the cabinet. I pulled down the medicine box fast. I was panting and shaking, my anxiety was getting to me. I was having a panic attack. My hands were shaking as I found the first tube of pills. I didn't even check the label. I tried opening the cap but it wouldn't open. I started to cry and weep. Sobbing for it to be done already. My hands shook with fear. I heard the front door slam closed. "NO!" I screeched.

"Cassie!" I needed to get it open. I pushed harder trying to get the cap off, sweat dripping on the sides of my face. I was in full panic mode. I heard feet run to the kitchen. "CASSIE!" He yelled and came behind me trying to pull my hands off the bottle but I wouldn't take them off. "Cassie Jay stop RIGHT NOW!" He yelled but I continued to pull the cap off. I tried to shake him off but he wouldn't move, his grip was to tight. The cap popped off spilling all the pills on the counter. I went to reach for a handful but Niall held me back.

"Let me go! Please!" I sobbed. He pulled me away from the spill of pills and I dropped to the floor in tears. Niall held me in his arms.

"Don't ever do that again." He whispered. I felt his tears hit my shoulder.

"W-why did you stop me?" I cried. "No one would care if I was gone!"

"That's not true. I care!!" He shouted. I shook my head. Tears fell from my eyes. He lifted my head up to meet his. He looked in my eyes. His were filled with tears and they streamed down his perfect face. "I care about you. My family does." He said softly. "We love you Cassie... I love you." He whispered. I looked at him in shock. He loved me. Nobody ever loved me. I was always told I wouldn't be loved. But he loved me.

"You love me?" I asked making sure I understood what he said. He nodded. "No one has ever loved me." He shook his head.

"I love you, the first time I saw you I was truly, deeply in love with you." He said. He consumed me into a hug. I held on him tight, tears of joy filled my eyes. I held on to him, not letting go and he did the same.

"I love you too." I told him. And I wasn't lying. I did love him and I always would. We separated but he still held on my arms. He lifted my chin and brought me to him. He placed his soft warm lips on mine. He held my neck as his and my lips fit together like puzzle pieces. Our lips moved at perfect sync. We pulled apart so Niall could talk.

"Don't ever do that again." He said. "You scared the shit out of me." He continued chuckling. I giggled too.

"Trust me, I wont." I said and grabbed his neck and smashed his lips back into mine. I could feel him laugh in the kiss. He didn't expect me to bring him back even harder. He held my face in his hands and I attached my hands to his back. He pulled apart and looked at me.

"Tonight I was suppose to give you this but I'll give it to you now." He pulled out a long box from his pocket and handed it to me. I looked at him with a small confused look and opened the box. I smiled as I saw what it was, but I was also upset. I took it out of the box and held up the item. It was a necklace that had the letter 'N' on it. "Do you like it?" He asked.

"Like it?" I said. He looked at me upset and embarrassed. "..I love it." I whispered. "Thank you."

"Your welcome, love." He said. I was disappointed. For one reason and I think Niall could tell. "You don't like it do you?"

"No, no, no Ni I do love it, it's just that.. I'm not gonna live here with you forever. I'm gonna go back home sooner or later. This is just a foster home. Not one I'm going to, or suppose to be in." I spoke. He nodded.

"But I want you to stay."

"I can't."

"But Cassie please-" I put my finger to his lips. I didn't want to talk about this right now. I might as well change the subject.

"Let's not talk about this okay? Lets just enjoy the time we have together." He nodded and smiled. I gave him a peck on his cheek and faced my back to him. "Will you put this on me?" I asked.  He nodded and took the pendant from my fingertips and put the chain on my neck, clipping the back together.

"There. Now you're perfect." He said wrapping his arms around me from behind. "I love you." He whispered.

"I've always loved you."

*****

"Come on kids. Stuff in the car!" I heard Shelly yell out from outside. I got my small suitcase off my bed and walked from my room to the front of the house. I saw Niall there and he took my bag and put it in the trunk along with his and the others.

"Ready?" He asked.

"I believe so." I said and he kissed my forehead, moving down to my lips.

"Ew!" I heard a small voice shout. I looked in the car to see Daisy buckling in.

"Oh shut up!" Niall said chuckling. I giggled and got in the car in the middle of Daisy and Niall. "Hurry up mum!" Niall yelled.

"Alright, alright I'm coming!" She said and came to the drivers seat. She buckled in and looked at the passenger seat. "No one's gonna sit here?" She asked.

"I want to sit with Cassie." Niall and Daisy said at the same time. Me and Shelly giggled. Niall gave Daisy a death stare. He grabbed onto me pulling me into his chest. "Mine!" He yelled. She stuck her tongue out at him and crossed her arms.

"Alright now lets go." Shelly said. She started the car and we drove off.

"What do you do there?" I asked. Niall placed my head on his shoulder. He put his head on mine.

"Well there's a beach."

"A beach?"

"Mhm. A forest, mountains, its out own property." He stated.

"Even the beach?"

"Well that part." He said chuckling. "I think you'll like it. It has a lot of scope for the imagination. You can probably draw some of those things." He said. I nodded.

A week full of drawing and spending time with the family that I love away from the drama. Hopefully it would be the perfect week for me.

SORRY FOR THE LATE UPDATE. I'VE HAD A VERY BUSY WEEKEND. ENJOY ANYWAYS!

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