It all started at StarBucks

I woke up and looked over. My brother was snuggled against my chest with an arm around me. He's so sweet and cute. I started to wake him up. "Nate.. Nate it's time to wake up" he opened his eyes and smiled. He latched his arms around my neck and gave me a little kiss. It was so cute! I picked him up and brought him downstairs with me. I walked into the kitchen where my mother was, cooking frantically. "Momma?" "Hmm?" "What's going on?" "We're having a big dinner tonight. All our new neighbors are coming over for dinner" "ok.. Do u need me to do something?" "Yes three things get ready, stir this and make brownies" "ok" I didn't mind helping her. So I finished stirring and then sat it down then started working on the brownies.

Once the brownies got done and were on a platter my mom came in all prettied up. I smiled. She said "ok thank you can u get your brother dressed and then get ready yourself?" I nodded and me and Nate raced u other stairs to his room. He picked out his shirt and pants and then shoes. He was ready I kissed his forehead and ran to my bathroom. I hurried out of my clothes and jumped into the shower. I hurried up washed up, washed my hair and got out. I dried off and wrapped the towel around me and walked out into my room. I walked over to drawer and pulled out jean shorts I slipped them on while I ran over to my closet and pulled off the hangers a cream colored lace crop top. I ran back to the bathroom. I plugged in my wand and applied my makeup. I put in deodorant, perfume and brushed my teeth while I curled my hair.

I grabbed my phone and put my shoes on. I walked downstairs and into the kitchen. I saw a bunch of men and ladies. Wow well looks like I'm introducing myself to a couple people.

They were all sat down and I was up in my room when my mom shouted "Amber!" "Coming!!" I checked my appearance once more and walked down. They all looked up and that's when I saw him. The tattooed and pierced creep. There were one other guys like him. One with curly brown hair. So fun. I caught the green eyes looking straight at me. I looked down and saw him smirking. I rolled my eyes and continued to walk down the stairs. I saw Nate and he saw me. He jumped up from his seat and yelled "AMBER!!!" And ran over to me and hugged me tightly. Green eyes and brown eyes raised there eyebrows. I kissed Nate's cheek and he brought me over to beside him, to a empty seat. I sat down. He said "Harry's been playing with me" so his names Harry, I think ill stick to the name green eyes, he pointed to the devil himself. I shot Green eyes a glare that said 'don't touch him or ill cut you' I turned into protective mode. He wasn't aloud to touch Nate. Talk to Nate. Look at Nate. Or even think about Nate or ill do some serious harm to this dude. Why did my mom have to come up with this idea?! He had that stupid smile on his face. That stupid smile that sent up a bunch of red flags and a big sign that said stay away dangerous. Nothing but trouble. Heartbreaker. Player. Gang material. And I wasn't about to do the opposite of what those signs said. I already know from the way he looks that he's trouble. Wait I shouldn't say that. I look like the people he would hang out with. The bad girls. The girls who wants him. Um no not me. I want absolutely nothing to deal with this - this thing in front of me! We held each others glare for a while until somebody stepped on my foot. I winced in pain. I felt somebody put their foot up my leg looked under the table and saw that it was the greens eyes feet. That retard was trying to play firetruck with me. It's a very unusual game back in America and can get you in awkward situations such as when sluts don't tell the guy to stop. The GUY gets uncomfortable and quits. I knew he wouldn't get uncomfortable. I couldn't handle it so I whispered "firetruck" he smirked knowing I wanted him to quit. He held his ear out as a sign he didn't hear me. But I know he did. His foot grew higher and higher up my leg I tried to back away but he had a death grip on my foot and wasn't going to let go. He pulled me back down with his legs and began doing it again. Higher and higher. "Firetruck" I said more louder and clearer. Please stop please stop. He said "hmm?" Stupid idiot. "Stop I said firetruck" "what was that love?" "Stop" "what?" "Firetruck" "hmm love?" "I SAID FUCKING FIRETRUCK SO STOP PUTTING YOUR LEG UP MY FUCKING LEG!! IF YOU DONT WANT ME TO JUMP OVER THE TABLE AND PUNCH YOU SENSELESS I SUGGEST YOU STOP NOW!!!" I got up from the table. Everybody silent. All staring at me and Harry. He was just sitting there smirking. I got up. I walked out of the dining room to the front door. I saw car keys. They were mine. I just got my car earlier today when me and Nate were sleeping. I opened the door and saw that it was raining. Oh well. I stepped outside and slammed the door. I ran off the porch and out into the pouring rain. The dining room had a big window in it so I knew they all were looking at me. I got in my car, started it up and drove off. Without anybody annoying me. I kept a stash of extra money in a little compartment under the seat. Shit! I don't even have my phone. Oh well. I found the nearest interstate and got onto it. I need to clear my head. Maybe go to London and stay there till Monday Morning and go to school. Yup sounds like a plan to me.


* Harry's POV*

Oops. I made her leave. I saw her mom get up and go into the kitchen. I followed her. "Umm ms.." She turned around and said "call me Amy" "ok Amy where did your daughter go?" "I don't know. And nobody will never know. She gets frustrated like this and she leaves without saying anything. Just give her till tomorrow afternoon she should be home by then" I nodded not knowing what to say. Why isn't she pissed at me? "Uhh are you mad at me?" "Sort of but it's fine Harry. She's has a short temper like her dad." "Oh..." She nodded and left me standing there. I walked into the dining room again and I saw Zayn smirking at me. I returned it with a cheeky smile. She will be mine. I will find her. This girl is making me crazy it's insane. Short temper huh? This will be funner than I thought. "Have fun Amber. Welcome to the rest of your life" I mumble smirking.


* Ambers POV *


Agh! I can't believe him! Who even does that anymore!? Childish man-whore. That's what he is! I look at a map on my GPS and see that I have around 40 more minutes before I hit London.


* Amy's POV *

Agh! I don't know why Amber has to act like her dad. I have a feeling she's going to end up like him. A partier. Of maybe she'll have my personality and her fathers wild and fun mind. Her clothes and her appearance says enough. I don't want her to end up like him. But it's only a little bit if time to see if she will or not. And as far as Nate goes, he's crying in his bedroom. He got scared at Amber's sudden words. He's also crying for when he heard her slams the door and seen the only person to give him that type of dose of love drive away for who knows how long. I hope she comes back before tomorrow evening.


* Ambers POV *


30 more minutes till I reach London. London's been a place where I've always wanted to visit. And now I live 50 minutes away from the city! I bet you ill be there every weekend. Haha yup ill be there!

* 25 more minutes later *

Yay! Almost there!



* Harry's POV *

We all left 10 minutes ago and me and Zayn are in my room just chilling. You have no idea how bored we are. I have a perfect view of her house. I live RIGHT across from her. I'm moving out in a few months though. I really don't care for the girl honestly. She's just going to be another girl I want for the night and then ill dump her like all the rest, begging for more. But she seems different. I can't quite place it though....


* Ambers POV*


I pulled in a hotel. Yay! Sorry but I don't get to travel very much. I know sounds like a lie right? The girl who moved across the world says she doesn't travel a lot. Well I've only move twice. One from the hospital to my old house in Idaho when i was born, and to Britain. That's it. I got out and walked in. Happy for once since I moved. Away from everyone. I got a room for two nights and went up to it.

I opened the room and it felt like heaven. I was alone. All by myself. Happy. For 48 hours. I'm happy. Excited! I wonder if this is what it feels like when you move out. I looked at myself straight into the mirror. I saw a girl smiling. For once it wasn't fake. I looked at my features with great detail of my very eye. My purple hair, my lip piercing, my makeup. I looked... Mean. I looked down at my shirt. Which showed some of my belly. It looked... Skanky. I looked down at my thighs and traced my shorts. They looked... Trashy. I stood up completely and took my body in that held before myself. Completely at my will and at my command. I looked.. Different. Like a bad girl. A person that goes and parties. I'm completely different from what my appearance screams. I'm nothing like my dad. I mean my wild appearance yes that's him. He had piercings and tattoos. Like that Harry dude. I think that makes me more alarm of him. Because he acts just like my dad. I don't want that relationship that my mom and dad had. A bad one. That's why we're here. We left him. I felt tears falling as I thought about my dad. It's been a while since I cried. I always thought that it would be better if I waited till I was absolutely completely alone. Then I would let them fall. I can't remember a time a time I cried in front of my family besides this one time.

* flashback *

I was in my room when I heard a huge crash and then my baby brother crying. He's still a newborn. I sighed. I hate my life right now. My dad hits me, Nate and my mom. It scares me. He scares me. I'm only 10. I heard him start yelling. I knew better than to go down there when they were fighting. He would beat me until I couldn't move for a week. Personal experience. I heard a gun shot that shot out of my bed and running to the living room where my dad was holding a gun at my mom screaming at her. In a instant. He fired and I screamed. He lost his aim at my mom and the bullet went into the floor. I sat down huddled in a ball crying as I saw him with fury in his eyes come closer and closer to me. He scared me. I wanted to die. I wish he would kill me so he would go to jail and get out on death row and die in the most in humane way possible.
He said harshly "what did I tell u if u came down while we were talking" "you-you weren't talking" he grabbed me by my hair yanking me up "what did you say bitch?!" "I HATE YOU!" I said it. I finally said it. He slapped me across the face really hard knocking me down. He straddled me and began beating me. I saw my mom behind him not knowing what to do crying shouting for him to stop. She ran into the kitchen and came out with a baseball bat. The kitchen is connected with the garage an we had a all sports stuff in there. She hit him in the side. He fell off of me. She wasn't finished with him yet. She swung another hard hit to his ribcage. And then another on his back. Ouch. He fell over still awake though. She kicked him in the stomach as he begged her to stop. She wasn't going to though. She kicked him in the stomach multiple of times until he fell unconscious. She called 911 and told them everything. They came and examined me and all the evidence. They arrested him and he was put into jail for 6 years.

* end of flashback *

I wiped my tears. He got released last week. A d be was angry and wanted revenge of me, my mom and to take Nate from us. I never had a life because of him. I never got to have my first boyfriend. First kiss. First date. Nothing because of him. I didn't get the education other kids got because I was 'homeschooled' I grew up in a strict house hold that involved when he wasn't drunk or high. My room had to be clean. My bed had to be made. My hair had to be a certain way. I had to dress certain way. I did everything that involved work including take care of Nate when my mom was at work. He drank and drank until she got home and the abuse was on. For all three of us. He made me lose trust in any male besides my little brother, Nate. He made turn the way I am today. I look like this for a reason. Looks can be deceiving.

Notes

My best friend and her older brother are on the phone with me and their laughing at me for making 'whale sounds' ;)

- Shantel