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New Life, New Love

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Sally came back in twenty minutes with a bag of groceries. She put that away as she made small talk with me.

"Sally?"

"Yes, dear?"

"You said you needed to talk to me about something? What was it?" I just wanted to get it over with.
She nodded. "Let's sit by the fire, shall we?"
We moved ourselves, sitting on a small yet fluffy couch, to the fire as the heat surrounded us. It was quite soothing.
I looked up at Sally as the shadows from the flames danced along her face. The fire was currently the only source of light in the room.
"Dear, I want you to be honest with me, you aren't from London are you?"

"No. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to lie to you." I admitted.

"You're from Holmes Chapel, yeah?"
I gulped.
"I received a call from my daughter there. Her son goes to your school. Harry Styles is his name. Apparently you two know each other? There are papers littering Holmes Chapel, over here and, in neighboring towns, warning people to look out for a young missing girl. The coppers are going mental trying to find you."
I simply nodded.
"Now, I won't make you go back if your home is truly an unsafe environment." I looked down at my hands as she referred to our first conversation.
"I'm sorry Sally. I was too ashamed to go home, I was too ashamed of my past. I was hurt, but my family loves me and I shouldn't have made you think otherwise. I know I have overstayed my welcome and I will go home."
I felt a tear roll down my cheek.
Sally placed a warm hand on mine. "Dear, you are always welcome here, but it is time you go home. You need to be with your family now. You will have to take a cab tonight as I can't drive the distance with my horrible vision. I will phone your parents now and tell them of your whereabouts."
"No! Please, don't call them. If you call them they will want to talk to me. I need a bit of time to process all this before I talk to them. The cab ride will allow me to do that."
She looked at me skeptically. I don't know why, I just really didn't want her to call my parents right now.
"Okay, dear. But I will ring them in the morning to make sure you arrived there safely."

"Thank you so much!" I wrapped my arms around her frail neck, she returned my hug eagerly.

"It was such a blessing having you here, dear. I loved all the chats we had. Please come back soon, with parental permission of course. And don't hesitate to phone me if you need someone to talk to." A small tear escaped my eye with Sally's words. I was really sad not just cause I had to go, but because I had to leave her here on her own. I loved the time I had with her, she was so full of wisdom, great stories, and kindness.
She gave me money for a cab and when it arrived, I climbed in, dreading what was coming next.

Towards the end of the car ride, I began to see the familiar town I was now living in. I was currently stopped at a light by a store that was only fifteen minutes walking distance from my house. I still needed more time to think. If I walked, I would buy myself more time to think things through.
"Sir, could you drop me off at the store instead of the previous address?"
He nodded and pulled into the parking lot. I handed him all the cash Sally gave to me and jumped out of the car. He sped off quickly as I was greeted by the cold, English air. I wish I had worn heavier clothes, but Gemma's dresser didn't have much of a large to selection to pick from. I forgot I left my old clothes at Sally's. Oh well. I'd have to get them another time.

I began walking in the dark. Something about my surroundings made me uneasy.
I kept looking left and right, back and forth to make sure no one was following.
I needed to stop being so scared. As I scanned around, I noticed papers stapled to multiple poles, lights, and doors. I had noticed this papers everywhere while we were driving but I never knew what was on them. I walked up to one and read, "Young girl missing, brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin, 5'7, 120 lbs. If found please contact her parents at..."
There was more information about me, but I couldn't finish reading. I felt too guilty. How could I be so cruel to my family and have them worry about me so much?
Then I remembered the shame I had acquired from my bullying, the rejection Harry and his friends repeated gave me, the jealousy I had against my siblings though I loved them dearly, and the fact that Andrew and all my bullies from Oregon have my address. I shuddered at what they could do with that.
I felt a pair of hands grab me by the shoulders from behind. Before I could react, the person slammed me forward into the pole that had the missing paper stapled to it. My head hit a bolt and I felt a warm liquid run down my face.
"Give me your money!" The man gritted as he groped my butt, searching for my pockets.
"I don't have any money." I didn't fight back, I was too scared at what could happen.
"Bullshit." He gritted. He turned me around and started searching the pockets of my hoodies and the front pockets of my jeans.
I didn't look him in the eyes, my fear prohibited me from doing so. Once he realized I was telling the truth and I had no money, he ran off.
I began crying as I felt the pain on the side of my forehead increase. My head felt like it was throbbing. I placed my hand on my face, wiping away the blood that threatened to spill over my brow and into my eye.
In fear, I decided to start running home.
Different police cars would drive by, so I hid myself each time they did. Finally, I reached my neighborhood. My house was coming into view, but I stopped in the distance when I noticed several cars parked around it, besides three police cars.
I heard people talking outside. As I started coming closer, I saw that there were a group of people fighting outside my front door.
My jaw dropped when I realized it was Harry, Louis, Zayn, Niall, Nicole fighting against Melody, Liam, and Jon. A cop came out and started yelling at them to come in as there was work to be done.
They all went inside. What the hell were they doing at my house? My curiosity took over me as I made my way quickly to the house.
Everyone was inside, but I could hear voices fairly clearly. The door was closed, so why could I hear them?
I realized a window must be open. I walked passed the front door and quietly made my way around the house. I stopped below our living room window and listened.

"So, kids. As you all know there is an on going search for Bella Wood. We have already received a statement from each of you, but we wanted to bring you all in one place and have you explain everything about your recent interactions with Bella." I heard an unfamiliar voice say. Must be a cop.
I also heard the sound of someone crying. Was that my mom? Guilt was slowly simmering on my shoulders.
"Please, we need you all to cooperate. We need to find our daughter." My dad sounded exhausted.
The cop asked several questions to each person.

"Now let's talk about the lunch incidents." The cop said. "Harry, it my understanding that Bella turned you down on the first day of school in front of everyone. And you didn't take it well. According to Jon and Melody, you and your friends then bothered Bella. One day she came to school dressed...differently. It was brought to my attention that you all were the reason Bella ran home. Then there was some sort of party Bella went to with you, Harry. After this party, her family and Melody noted Bella was especially quiet for about two weeks. There was a dinner at your house but Bella stayed home. You went over to her to bring her food. The next day at school, you and Bella were seen talking in the hallway. And then at lunch she was seen standing at your table talking with you and your friends. Then Jon explained that her father gave her address to a young boy from Oregon. Bella didn't like this information and reacted negatively toward it, resulting in her running out of the school building. Now, my question is what is that what is it that you all have to do with her running away? Harry, you seem closer to her than your friends, has she said anything to you or done anything that has alarmed you in anyway? Anything that could give an explanation for her running away?"
I braced myself for him to tell them about the cuts he saw.
"No." He answered shortly. He lied. Why?
"Do you all tease her? Melody here seems to think you all do?"
"Well, we mess around with her, we didn't know she would take it to heart." Nicole huffed. I rolled my eyes at her obvious lie.
"You lying bitch!" Melody's voice shrieked.
"Excuse me?"
"You knew you were hurting her feelings so don't act so innocent in all of this! And you! How could you be so cruel to her?!"
"I was never cruel to her!" Harry countered.
More people started shouting at each other, and I took this as my cue to walk in.
As I went to the door, I opened it quietly. No one noticed. I got to the stairs, out of eyesight from the living room, and made my way to my room.
When I walked in, I gasped. Things had been moved around, drawers were left open, clothes were strewn everywhere. They searched my room. My heart dropped when I remembered my box.
I went underneath the bed to make sure it was there, but it was gone. The room started to spin, I felt like vomiting. No one could see that. I only kept that as security, in case I ever needed proof of the damage Andrew and his buddies had done.
Anger replaced my shock. How dare they go through my stuff!
I ran down the stairs and apparently the yelling had stopped. I let out a deep breath as I made my way to the living room. I quietly entered the door way.
Grace was comforting my mom as my dad stood by the police officer. The officer looked angry as he lectured everyone. Harry had his head inbetween his hands, Nicole's arms were crossed. Niall, Zayn, and Louis just looked pale as they stared at the officer's words. Liam and Jon stood on either side of Melody, who was looking down at her feet.
Nicole's eyes shot up and spotted me.
"Belle!?" Everyone's head snapped in my direction.
"My baby!" My mom released herself from Grace's grip.
"Why are you bleeding!? Did someone hurt you?!" My mom broke down in tears as Jon walked to her and held her tightly.
"Where is my box?!" I screamed. Everyone went quiet.
I made brief eye contact with Harry, his wide eyes were shocked.
"What box?" The officer stated.
"Don't play dumb, you searched my room! It's missing. Where is my box!?"
After a few minutes of arguing, I gave up. They weren't going to admit they stole my box. These officers were good at acting. I almost believed they didn't know about it. I shuddered thinking my parents might have seen the contents inside of it.
I apologized to the officer for my rudeness, but I was still angry at him.

"I'm so happy to see you!" Grace said with tears in her eyes.

Melody and Grace ran over and tackled me with a hug.
After some more hugs from my mom and dad and Jon, and after the cut on my forehead was cleaned, and the blood washed away from my face, the officer looked sternly at me.

"Explain."

I nodded and looked at my shoes. I could feel everyone's eyes burning into my skin, especially Harry's. Why was I so aware of his presence in the room?

"Why did you leave? Was it because of the information your brother disclosed to you in the lunch room?" He gestured me to sit down. There were two other officers in the room, taking notes apparently.

"Yes. Andrew. He's...." I tried to remember the lie I had come up with in the cab to avoid telling the truth.

"Andrew was my boyfriend from back home." My family gasped.
My dad took a step forward, "Boyfriend?! You never said anything about a boyfriend!"
The officer motioned for him to calm down and for me to continue.

"I'm sorry!" My voice was shrill and I could see Nicole smirking. The nerve of that girl.

"When I found out we were moving, I broke up with him, but he was....hurt. We...loved each other. Um, and, we, uhh had a huge fight, he was upset and he didn't want to say goodbye. He wanted a long distance relationship. But I told him no. I never even said goodbye, I never gave him my contact information. It hurt me too much knowing the pain I caused him." I almost puked from my own words.
"So when Jon said my information was given to him...I was....upset."

"So you ran away?" The officer said in disbelief.

"I...yes. Like I said, we were in love. The pain this was causing me was tremendous. It wasn't my intention to be gone for so long. I planned to come back home that night but I got lost...really lost." The last part was true. I did get lost, but when given the opportunity to go back home, I didn't take it.

"Where did you end up? You didn't sleep on the streets did you?" My mom worried.

"No, I ended up in some small town nearby. There was a very kind elderly woman who took care of me."

"Who?" The officer questioned. I didn't want to say who as Harry was in the room. He would have thought it was really weird that I stayed at his grandma's house, and I wasn't in the mood for more questions.

"I..um..her name was....Stacey." The officer nodded.

"Why were you bleeding?" He pushed me further.

"I was attacked on the way back. Sal-Stacey gave me some money for a cab.....but......it wasn't enough. So I had to walk for about fifteen minutes."

"What?! Who attacked you? What did he do to you? Did he touch you?" My dad began yelling. I noticed Harry's nostrils were flaring, he looked...angry?

"No!" I cried out. "He was trying to mug me, he pushed me into a pole and my head scratched a bolt on it. When he realized I didn't have what he wanted, he took off. I swear, dad!"

The officer turned to everyone else. "I think it's time you all leave. We still have some questions to ask Bella, but you are no longer needed in this investigation....for now."
They all began to get up, Melody and Liam gave me a hug. I was a little surprised that Liam did that, but I remembered he was the only one who didn't tease me about my appearance that one friday in the hallway. Everyone shuffled out of the house, but Harry remained in the living room.
He looked at me and stepped forward. "I'm glad you're okay, Bella." He actually seemed sincere. Then he did something completely unexpected. His arms wrapped around me, bringing my body close to his. We both jumped when he touched me. I jumped as his touch sent a jolt of electricity down my spine. I wondered if the same thing happened to him? I began to forget everything as I was lost in his arms. My head was pressed to his chest, I could feel his heartbeat. I began to melt at his warmth and his scent. I was broken from my comfort when Harry's arms left my body and he went out the door.

After what seemed like hours of questioning, the officers finally left.
I walked up the stairs to my room and sat on the bed. My family walked in, bowls of ice cream in hand. Jon had two and gave me one of them. They sat around my room as we ate our ice cream in silence. When we finished, someone cleared their throat.
"Bella, why didn't you tell us you had a boyfriend?"

"Mom, I can't do this right now."

"Your mom and I need to know about this part of your life. We wish you were open with us about this. You aren't allowed to date someone without my permission, you know that....are you dating Harry?"

"You've already asked this before! No! I will never date him..." Why did I feel guilty when I said that?

My parents gave up on pushing me further, but I knew they would bring this up in the future. I was given multiple goodnight hugs and kisses to the cheek. I was finally left alone with my thoughts.
Why did Harry hug me? Why didn't he tell anyone about my cuts? Was he genuinely glad to see me?
I fell into bed and my heavy lids closed over my eyes.

*Nightmare*

"Bellaaaa, it's your boyfriend." Andrew's voice was eerie.

He hovered over my body. "Even though you're so ugly, I'd fuck your brains out."
He began to undress my as I lay on my bed lifeless. I wanted to so badly punch him in the face and fight him off, but my body wasn't listening.
Harry appeared out of nowhere and began fighting Andrew, but Andrew quickly grabbed a knife that was hidden in his boot. He began to stab Harry repeatedly, but I couldn't do anything, not even scream, and blood flew everywhere. Once Harry was dead, Andrew took the knife and......












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