I have to be saved *ON HOLD*

Lauren was saved by a knock on her door. She was so relieved and happy that they had knocked otherwise she would've lost her virginity to her father and she was 9 at the time. And that was 4 years ago. She is now 13 and living the life any teenage girl would want. She's living with teen heart throbs, One Direction. But once apon at time, she has been having the same dream over and over again and One Direction have to step in and save her. But what do they have to save her from? What is this nightmare that Lauren keeps having?

Read to find out in... I have to be saved


5. Hiding

Lauren POV

I woke up from my everyday, occuring dream to find silence apon the house. "Hello?" I called out. No answer. Usually, If I even made a sound, my father would come running downstairs and beat me til I pass out, But that hasnt happened. "H-.......Hello?" Still no answer. I pulled myself up and off of the floor with the usual clanking sound of the metal chains tied to my wrists. I also found out I was tied at my feet too. Everytime I took a step forward, a buzz of electricity went through my body. I moved my other foot forward. The chains got tighter. I started shaking with coldness and carefully put myself down onto the cold,hard ground. (Aha see what I did there?! lol )  

Hours past by and still no peep from the house. This is strange. I stretched for my blanket that was thrown across the room just a few days ago. I moved my hand forward more every time until I could just get it but it was still out of reach. Almost there, GOTCHA! I pulled myself in with the blaket and wrapped it around me.


"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Shouted my father. Here we go again. He charged at me and pulled the blanket away from me. But I refused to let go. I held onto the soft piece of material with all my might and strength I had left in me. "LET GO!" He eventually gave up and let me have it. Thank goodness. Suddenly, I heard a loud ringing coming from outside. I got up, and moved towards the window. I suddenly felt the chains on my ankles getting tighter by the second, and electricity rushing through me.

"HA SEE! WHOS THE STRONGER ONE NOW?!............MEEEEEE!" I watched my father rolling in fits of laughter while I was trying my best to survive. I fell down in agony, hitting my head first. I tried to keep my eyes open but I was too weak and I blacked out.


"Nobody likes you!" "Who are you?!" "You dont deserve to be here,why am I even talking to you?" "Ugly,fat. When I look at you, you just make me sick." All those words I was called when I was 7 years old. I thought no one loved me, but I knew my mother did. My mother was there for me for everything. I always told her what happened at school, and stuff and she was like my bestfriend. I didnt have many friends either, I was bullied by 10 year olds and always picked on in class because people thought I looked different and that I didnt belong. I always hated school and would come home crying every day.

*End of dream*

I shot up. My eyes were wet and tears still drained out of my eyes. That memory still haunts me. I cant seem to get it out of my mind, no matter what I do but it doesnt help that Im being kept like a slave by my own father. "LAUREN!" Called my father. I didnt make a sound, but instead, I hid behind the nearest thing I could find, and that was the sofa.

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