My Savior

Claire Westbrooke had always had a hard life. Her mother had left when she was little and now lived with her abusive father and his alcoholic wife. Her new stepmother Julia always sat there and watched and sometimes joined Claire's father by burning her with cigarettes. She never goes anywhere but school and can't wear shortsleeve shirts or shorts because she knows people will ask questions about her scars. Claire delt with the pain and scars to be strong for her younger brother who has no idea whats going on. Until one day her father does something so unfather like that she has to run away. Will she meet her savior? Read to find out more.

CAUTION: Contains sexual references! Only read if you are 13 & up!


11. So Stupid

Claire POV

I walked out of my bathroom my father was sitting on my bed. All I had on was my towel. I went over to my dresser and pulled out a pair of black shorts and a purple tank. He kept staring at me. I walked back into the bathroom and got dressed. I looked out the open window the whole time. My father knocked on the door, "Hurry up! It's bedtime you have school tomorrow!" School, I forgot all about it. If I wasn't at school then my Aunt Sarah would come here, and my father knew that.

I was done. I stuck my head out the window and looked down. Not that far. I jumped and landed on my knees. It hurt but I still ran I needed out. I heard a loud noise, "Your not getting away this time!!!" my father must have jumped out of the window too because I heard a loud thump and a grunt. I kept running. "Claire! GET BACK HERE!!!" I heard him yelling behind me and he was right on my heels. He reached out to grab me and fell. Taking me down with him. I fell face first and he fell onto of me. There was a surge of pain in my shoulder. I struggled for a while and finally kicked him in the gut. He layed on the ground in pain. I looked down at him. He threw a rock at me and I took off running again. He wasn't following me anymore.

I ran straight into the cave. All I wanted was my guitar. When I play it I feel like I go back in time and my moms sitting right next to me. "Where is it," I paniced and started looking everywhere in there.

I should've known somebody would take it! Why am I so stupid! I started to silently cry but then pain in my lower abdoman took over. I cringed into a ball on the bench trying not to throw up. But it was to late, I threw up and fell off the bench onto the ground. I threw up three more time before I softly cryed myself into a light sleep.


Niall POV

I had sat at the cave for a few hours now. 'I must be going insane' I thought to myself. I was just about to walk out went I heard running footsteps and crying heading towards me. I quickly put myself into a shadowed corner.

The girl entered and I knew right away that it was Claire.

I was frozen. She was shaking really bad. She must have been freezing because she was wearing nothing but a tank and some shorts. My heart sank. She had scars and bruises all over her arms and legs.

I couldn't move. She started to panic and was looking everywhere. "Where is it," she looked under the bench and in the corner I found her in. She must be looking for her guitar. She started crying. Her face suddenly had a pained emotion on her face and fell onto the bench in a ball. She then threw up and fell off the bench. I wanted to run to her side and help but I didn't want to frighten her. She threw up again and again. She was still crying but her breathing slowed. She must have fallen asleep.

I ran as fast as I could out of there and back to my flat. I barged in and the bys were sitting on the couch with worried expressions on their faces. "Help!" I yelled and ran up to my room. I grabbed a jacket and some blankets. They were all at my door when I turned around, "What going on?" Liam had a worry written all over him. "I need your help," I quickly ran out. I had to get back to her before someone else finds her. I didn't know if the boys were really coming but I didn't care. I found her and she needed help now.

She was still asleep when I got back but she was whimpering and crying. I couldn't take my eyes off her arms and legs. They had bruises and scars everywhere. "Oh my god," I turned to see Liam standing there with his hand over his mouth. "Please just help me," Liam knelt down beside me and helped me pick her up. When we did she quirmed a little but stayed asleep. She buried her head into my chest.  I struggled to stand up but Liam quickly came and helped me. "We have to get her back to the flat fast; she doesn't look good." Liam nodded, "I'll call the doctor as soon as we get back."

"Liam. No. We can't. She'll run again," it took him a second but then he nodded. We continued to walk back as quickly as possible.

We got back and quickly layed her on the couch. She was still asleep. Liam went and got a pair of grey sweatpants and more blankets. We slid the sweatpants on so we wouldn't have to look at her legs. It's not that its ugly, it just makes me sad that somebody would do that to her. We then covered her with blankets. She still shivered under all the blankets. Liam went over tto our fireplace and hit the light button.

"Niall? Liam?" Louis yelled from upstairs. "Livingroom," Liam whispered/yelled. I could tell he didn't want to wake her up. I didn't want her to wake up either, because she might try to run again. Liam walked out and I could here him talking to the lads. I was sitting in front of Claire as she slept on the couch. Liam poked him head in from the kitchen, "Niall can you come in here."

I got up and went to the kitchen. Zayn was sitting on the counter, Louis and Harry at the tble, and Liam stood next to me. "Niall she needs a doctor, like now. She could be seriously hurt." Liam was looking me straight in the eyes as he spoke. "Liam. If we do she'll run again. You know that."

"Niall, Liam told us about her... body. Niall someone's hurting her and she needs help." I looked at Zayn, "Why do you think I was trying so hard to find her. I want to help her! And why do you even care? You thought I wouldn't even find her!" I have never snapped at any of the boys before. They all looked shocked, expecially Zayn. "Niall I had been drinking. It was the liquor talking."

There was a scream that echoed throught the flat. I ran into the livingroom. All the boys were behind me when I entered the livingroom. Zayn stayed in the doorframe. Claire was now sitting up; face in her hands pouring tears. I knelt down in front of her, "Claire" she jumped and looked around her room. Tears still streamed down her face. She stood up quickly and lost her balance but as soon as she got it back she ran towards the door. Zayn wrapped his arms around her. She froze and fell to the ground. She pulled her knees to her chest, "Please don't hurt me," she had her face in her hands still sobbing.

I looked around the room. All the boys had worried expressions on their face. Liam slowly walked over to her.

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