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Life unexpected

Chapter 5

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I followed her into the kitchen where she offered me tea so I obliged. Seeing as she had taken her doc’s of, so I decided to take my converse of as well. When I turned around she had clambered onto the counter and was reaching up to the top shelf to get the tea bags out. She had a really nice back, I thought to myself. She lifted her arm a little higher exposing more of her back, but this time I saw a massive bruise forming on the right side. I gasped and ran over to the counter.

“Adele, your back!” I said.

She looked shocked then pulled her jumper down so it covered her back.

“It’s nothing.” She said

I lifted her jumper up. “This is nothing? It looks like half of your back is bruised."

She clambered back off the counter with two tea bags in her hand. I snatched them and put them on the counter.

“Tell me how it happened.” I demanded.

She shrugged again. “Why do you want to know?” she asked her face looking angry.

“Because I care about you, and that may seem weird seeing as I only just met you. But hey, I’m Irish.”

I guess I kind of got a smile out of her when I said that. I was not lying I meant every word of what I just said and I felt a sort of attraction towards her.

“Um, I will tell you some of it.” She said extremely hesitantly.

“Okay here it goes…”

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER MAY CONTAIN UPSETTING SCENES.
Adele pov

“Okay here it goes…”

“My name is Adele Leila wickers and I am 18 years old. I have been diagnosed with depression. When I was 16 my parents went out to by take my brother to visit university. On the way back they crashed into a lorry on the motorway. They were rushed to hospital but none of them made it. I have no other family so I started living on my own.I didn’t leave my room for weeks. I even contemplated suicide just so I could be with them, I tried it. A few months after their death I tried to commit suicide.

Flash back

I stepped out of the shower still numb with the thought of what I was about to do. I went into my
parents room and kissed there photo.

“I love you mum and dad.” I whispered

I took the pills that had been given to me by the doctor for my depression and tipped them into the sweaty palm of my hand. Gulping I tried to take it. I poured them into my mouth. It was horrible and bitter and after a few minutes I felt drowsy and collapsed onto the floor of my parent’s room. To this day I still do not know why I am still on this earth.

I punished myself for not doing I called myself a coward and I got nightmares, terrible nightmares. My parents said I did not love them or I would have killed myself in them. So to punish myself I started cutting. The razor was my only friend, I did it every day. No amount of words could explain the misery I felt, and still feel. I started wearing black all the time. The worst part is I didn’t even go to their funeral Niall; I didn’t go to their funeral.

I started failing at school and soon became known as the depressed kid. I had to pay bills so I started working at nandos every night. People at school mocked me because I worked at their hangout and I had to serve them. My own friends did not want to hang around with me. The bills got too much and I could not use the heating.

Then amber came along, she was the worst she called me fat and ugly. They said I was a prostitute and my parents probably killed themselves because they were so disappointed in me. But it was an accident Niall, they did not kill themselves.

After the verbal abuse came the physical. They beat me and pushed me around the worst was when they got there boy friend’s to take me to a stripper club. I was nearly raped that night. Two men attacked me and took me up to a room they started to rape me but somehow the alcohol made them slow and managed to escape from there. But barely. Seeing as I was in my underwear I was mistaken for a stripper and attacked again but some other drunk guy wanted me to so they started fighting and I slipped away.

At school they would beat me up openly, no-one cared not even the teachers. I self harmed more and more. And soon I started fainting form the loss of blood. And now here I am.”
I looked over at Niall and realized that he had tears streaming down his face. He looked shocked.

I was also crying my eyes out. Not caring that my top was soaking with tears. “and I thought I had no more tears to cry.” I muttered to myself.

I was really surprised when Niall pulled me into a hug and let me sob into his chest.

“I can’t believe that they did that to you. You have been through so much.”

And I sat there sobbing into his chest.