Baby Sis

I'm Tori (Victoria) and I'm 17 years old. My brother is Louis Tomlinson. I haven't seen him or my family for 2years ! I got kidnapped at 15 and right now I'm in Spain. Spain ! I'm about to change my life because , well , I can't take it anymore ! But I may or may not have a huge crush on Zayn. Ssshhh ! It's a secret. ;) Warning: some sexual scenes and a lot of swearing

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26. The Accident

Louis and Harry came to the police station with me to file a report. We just left and got home. "Where's dad?" I asked Louis. He looked at me. He sat me down. "Dads... He's...he's dead," he told me. I felt the tears rolling down my cheeks. "How long ? When were you going to tell me !?" I shouted. "You never asked about him so...we thought that we'd let you figure it out yourself. Why did you think he was never here ? You think he would cheating on mum ? At work !? He hasn't worked since you left !" I've never heard Louis shout like that. I felt the tears roll down my cheeks. I ran outside. "Stop !" Harry shouted.

Harry's POV

I tried to stop Tori but she pulled her arm out of my grasp. "Tori stop. Don't go any further!" She was about to run across the road. She ran across the road , just as a huge lorry came. "Noooo!!!" I shouted. I ran to push her out of the way but instead I ran into the wagon and fell to the ground. I crawled to Tori. I rested my head on her chest. "Wake up!" I whispered "I love you!"

Tori's POV

I woke up in a hospital bed with loads of machines beeping. Where's Harry ? "Hello ?" I barely asked. Liam came in with some chocolate and a teddy bear. I love him , as a friend obviously. "Where's Harry ? Where's Louis ?" I started panicking. Bad panicking. All I heard was the machines going crazy. Is this hyperventilating ? Am I dying ? What's happening ? I started screaming just as Louis and the doctors came in. "Tori!" Louis cried. He sat next to me and held my hand. I pulled Louis close to me. He started crying and so did I , I love him more than anything or anyone. "I overreacted about dad dying," I told him. All the beepy machines went back to normal. "But just one question , how did dad die ? And when ?" I asked him. "First of all that's two questions. And he used to drink , a lot , then he... He kinda got..." He started crying "he got run over!" He burst out crying. "Hey , it's like Niagara Falls coming from your face!" I joked , trying to lighten the mood. He smiled. I stroked his hair and made him laugh a little. "Maybe you're right. Well , not you exactly , but in one of my dreams when I was in Spain with Robert you told me I shouldn't be here. And now , I'm thinking that you're right!" I told him.

I walked home with Louis and Harry. "Why's all my stuff packed?" I asked. My mum put her hand on my shoulder. "You're going to live with your Aunt and Uncle in France," she told me. "No !" I protested "I'm not leaving Louis !" Louis ran upstairs and into his room crying. I ran after him. "Just go !" He shouted. I felt the burning tears running down my cheeks. "You set this up , didn't you ? Do you hate me that much you thought-" "Tori , this is what's best for you. Why don't you understand !? You expect everyone else to pick up the pieces. Well no more ! What you do is your responsibility , not our aunt and uncles , mums or mine. 'Cause I'm done. You say nothing's my fault , but I know it is. So , just go already!" He shouted. I get interrupted a lot and they don't bother me , but , this one did. Is he right ? Do I leave everyone to pick up the pieces ? He's right. This is my only chance to change my life. I guess I really should take it. I walked back downstairs and ran into Harry's arms. I wish this was a dream. "You don't have to leave until tomorrow," my mum told me. Harry came with up to my room. I lay with him on my bed. "I'm gonna miss you," I whispered. He kissed my head. "I'll miss you too! I'll FaceTime you everyday!" I could hear his voice breaking. "Stop crying," he whispered. I guess he could feel the tears go through his T-Shirt.

I walked on the bus , which is taking me to Dover so I can get a ferry. I guess I'll see Skylynn , my 4year-old cousin. She's perfect ! Louis didn't even come to say goodbye. That's what pisses me off. Not a text , call or anything. I sat by myself and cuddled the teddy bear Harry gave me. It was a Build-a-Bear. So cute. It was a cream dog with brown spots and cute stripy pyjamas. Awh. He's so sweet. I'll really miss him. I wish I didn't have to move. My life isn't that bad ! It's not like I've tried to commit suicide yet ! I've cut once or twice.

**France**

I got out the taxi and walked into my relatives house. It's huge *o*. I'm pretty sure they're rich. Great , if everything's white , I'll fucking jump in front of a helicopter. That didn't make sense ! Omg , my uncle has a pocket watch ! This is going to be a long life ! I hate it already. Damn it's hot in France ! I started walking up to my room when I heard someone crying. "Hello?" I ask , quietly. The sniffling stopped. "Marco!" "Polo!" Someone whispered. I smiled. Skylynns crying ? I walked in and saw a dead mouse. Wtaf ? "Sky , sweetie , why'd you have that?" I asked. She picked he/she up and placed him gently in a very , very pink box. "SHe was my mouse and now she's dead!" She told me in between sniffles. I ran up to her and hugged her. "What happened ?" She told me that she got run over , and she was pregnant. I guess it runs in the family , being run over , not being pregnant. I guess being pregnant runs in the family too , but most family's are. My brains fucked up ! I rolled my sleeves up and I forgot about my scars from my cuts. "What's that?" Skylynn asked me. I sighed. "Nothing. Don't worry about it!" I told her. I kissed her head and went into my room to unpack.

A/n-Fanfictgirl2001 left me an amazing comment :D thanks. Over 100 reads :) thanks guys. Would you guys keep reading ? I'm really losing inspiration for this story:(. I can't think of anything to put in it. If you have any ideas , tell me some ? Please ?

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