Saving Grace

Meet Grace Young. She's nineteen and seems to be living the perfect life until tragedy strikes. Her closest companion,her mom, dies in a car accident. Her father and brother are devastated until her dad decides that being a drunk asshole is the perfect way to deal with his wife's death. Everyday Grace comes home to her dad and brother fighting or arguing. One day their fighting takes a fatal turn. Just when she thought things couldn't get any worse she loses another important person in her life. Mom and brother in the midst of 2 months. Then things get even worse when her dad begins abusing her. Then there's a boy who moves in next door who seems to shine a light of hope for Grace. He wants to help her but he doesn't know how. Will he be Saving Grace?


3. From Bad To Terrible

Grace's Pov


My dad hovered over me and slapped me across my face. I cried out for help but he quickly silenced me with a kick to my stomach. I curled into a ball and whimpered. I looked up at my dad who's drunken eyes were on fire.

​He spat on me and when he went to the couch and fell asleep I ran up the stairs and cried in my bed. Through watery eyes I read my brothers letter. I hugged the letter and our picture to my chest while I rocked back and forth crying. 

Every day after Jason died my dad hit me. The days passed both emotionally painful and physically painful. I looked outside and saw a young boy moving in next door. He got to his room where he looked at me through the window. I looked down and laid back on the bed. I drifted to sleep imagining that my brother was next to me.

Niall's Pov


As I moved the last box into my house and paid the movers, I heard a cry for help come from the neighboring house. I listened for anything after and I heard nothing. 

I yawned and ran up the stairs. I walked into my room and saw a young girl around my age with a tear stained face looking into my window from her room. When she saw that I looked back she looked down and laid back on her bed. I laid back on my bed and drifted to sleep.


The next morning I woke up to a crash and an unsteady voice yelling. I heard a scream and then silence. I saw the girl from last night run into her room and hug her knees to her chest while rocking. She sobbed into her knees. 

I watched her worry filling my mind. I grabbed a sketchbook and wrote a message and pressed up against my window tapping rapidly.


​Grace's pov


 I looked up when I heard tapping. It was the neighbor. He had a sketchbook pressed on the window, it read:

​I'm Niall. Is everything okay? Heard noises. Text if you don't want to talk.

And below he wrote his number. I texted him. 

'im fine. Im Grace btw'

​'hey there Grace nice to meet you I heard noises last night and this morning so I wanted to see if you were okay' he replied

'thanks for being so considerate' I thanked him.

' Its cool anything for a new friend' 

My mind danced at the word friend. I never had friends unless I hung out with Jason and his friends which was rare.  I felt like a small bit of hope burst in my broken fragile heart and all because someone was actually my friend.

And everyday after today he always texted me to make sure that I was okay. Like a friend.





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