Adopted. (1D and LM)

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When we had left this morning, the girls and Zayn's mates were at our house to say goodbye. I hugged them all, and at least Jade four times.


We were still currently on the plane, but it was only an hour until we landed. I pulled my iPhone out of my pocket.

"So, they said they had wifi, but how would it work if we're like super high in the air?"

"I don't know. It's magic." Perrie said, very sarcastically. I hit her shoulder playfully and she smiled. I looked around the plane for the bathroom. I spotted the bathroom.

"I'll be back." I said, and got up. It was at least twelve seats in back of us so I started walking. My legs were stiff, but it felt good to stretch them out. I scanned the people around me - an old woman, a middle aged man, kids, teens, every type of person you could imagine. I saw one lady, maybe about 20 or 21. She had her head in her hands. She was sobbing. I felt horrible, so of course I went over to her.

"Excuse me, miss?" She slowly looked up and wiped her cheeks.

"Yes?" She was so innocent and sweet.

"Why are you crying?" I asked looking straight into her eyes, trying to read her mind. It didn't work.

"It's just everything-" I held up a finger and scooted to the seat beside her since no one was sat next to her. She continued, "I missed my first flight, my luggage got sent to the wrong place, and I don't want to go to Hawaii."

"That's horrible, but why wouldn't you want to go?" My curiosity spoke for me. She gulped and started crying again. I wrapped my arms around her and she sobbed into my shoulder.

"He's the-ere." I rubbed her back, "Who is he?" She told me a story of how she was adopted when she was a little girl, around six or seven. "He" is the man who adopted her. He said he'd take good care of her, help her, treat her right. He took her home. It was a nice house- average size. She said a woman was living with him, so of course she had called them mom and dad. She soon learned that they fought all the time, punching, kicking, anything. She said he'd raped the woman and her multiple times a day. She wasn't allowed to school, or even outside. She had two outfits, all scraggly and old. This all led me to why she was going to him in Hawaii.

"So why are you going to Hawaii if you know he's there?" I tried to be polite about it. She sniffled and said, "He has a tracker in me. He knows where I am. If I don't go to Hawaii, he can easily track me down and hurt me more. It's better to do as he says." This poor girl. I had also learned her name was Sara and she was 19.

"Babe, you can't let him control you. You need to get that tracker removed."

"I don't know how."

"Go to a doctor. I'll take you. I'll help you out of this. I know how it feels to get raped and abused. I went through it too. You have to trust me." She nodded and agreed to get off the plane with Perrie, Zayn, and I. We would take her to the doctors and then get her a plane ticket back home, to Australia. That's where she was from, she was like me almost. I hugged her and went back to my seat since I had been gone for about twenty minutes. Perrie looked at me and raised her eyebrows. I told her what had happened and she didn't mind one bit to help Sara.

"I'm proud of you, Kylee. You could've let her cry, but you didn't. You went and helped her. You help lots of people, you know that right? You help me all the time." I blushed a little and smiled at her.

"You're always helping too! Lots more than I am." She shook her head and giggled, "Okay, we are even. I love you, Ky."

"I love you too."

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