From abused to PTX

Hi everyone, this is my first fanfic and I decided to do one since FanFic was quite dead, so, meh why not. I'll probably be updating tomorrow, who knows.

This chapter is simply to see what you guys think about my style etc. PTX doesnt appear much in this chapter, sorry about that, but they'll definetely appear on the next one. Be sure to comment and tell me what you think of it, suggestions...

Thanks in advance and enjoy!

Chapter 1

(Charlie's POV)

'And don't you ever speak to a police man again!' He said as he smacked me with his hard leather belt in the face.

I didn't dare to say anything, I never did; why would I? He would just smack me again.

Sorry, you're probably wondering what the hell I'm talking about. My name's Charlie, I'm a 13 year old girl with, well… no family… I was kidnapped by this guy, when I was 6 more or less. I grew up with him; his beating, his drunkness… surrounded by it. My parents were killed right in front of my eyes, the night I was kidnapped. I'll never forget that day. My brother, Liam, simply, disappeared. I don't know where he went but he vanished.

So right now I'm living with this guy, Reece, that's his name. Tall, more or less bearded, hat, big jacket. You know the typical bad guy from movies, only that, yeah, in real life.

Anyway, let's get on with what happened.

Reece grabbed the back of the collar of my shirt and shoved me into my bedroom, if you can call it that; an empty matress with a small table beside it. I fell harshly onto the ground and heard the door slam behind me. Slowly I stood up, slightly shook my head and went over to my matress where I took my old laptop out and opened it up. I entered my password, went on YouTube and typed in 'Pentatonix'. These guys are the ones that have kept me alive. Their music inspires me, makes me feel normal again. I started listening to 'Say Something' and smiled at Kirstie's amazing voice, Kevin's cello, Scott and Mitch's harmony, Avi's….

Footsteps.

I quickly closed my laptop and shoved it underneath my matress. Reece slammed the door open, as he said, in his cold, harsh tone:

'I'm going out for an important date I have, don't you dare move from this room' he pulled his cigarette out of his mouth and threw it on the ground in front of the matress. I gulped and slightly nodded. He went away with another door slam.

I stayed there for a moment, not doing anything. Finally, I took my laptop out, quietly, and kept on listening to my music. Listening to the music made me feel free. Wait. That's it. I'm going, I thought to myself. Without thinking, I grabbed my bag, shoved my laptop inside and went for the window. It's not that great of a fall, is it? Meh, might as well try, I thought as I dropped down and landed safely on the concrete ground. The streets were pretty much empty, thank God, I thought. Finally. Freedom.

I started walking thinking of what might happen next, my destiny.