This is my first story in a few months so I hope you like it!
I haven't really watched TRB series 3 so it may not be up to date, I will be open to suggestions so please give me some. Although I will look on the internet and things also, for the first chapter, since I don't know weather you mind or not, I will be putting what my OC is wearing, if you don't like it please just tell me. The reason I'm saying this now is because on my others fics, viewers of Harry Potter don't like it, but viewers of Glee do.
I also have a poll on my profile about if you want to know the outfits.
Any grammar and spelling mistakes are my own, I do use spell and grammar check but obviously they're American and don't spell things the same way we do. If you want to Beta me then by all means ask.
Normally my updates are weekly, but tomorrow im breaking up for Easter so they should be more frequent.
Liam is 16 in this story and you don't leave until your 18, so sapphire is still there.
All my outfits will be on my profile.
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"OI YOU GET BACK HERE." A voice shouted.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me , my breathing coming out in gasps from running so fast. My small backpack was bouncing up and down on my to small top and ripped jacket glad back, My legs were tired, practically begging me to slow down- or stop all together. I couldn't though; I knew. I knew I would be chucked back into care, back into Burnywood, and I've sworn down so many times that I'll never go back there.
I heard heavy footstep's behind me and whipped my head around quickly, they were closer and if I don't pick up my speed soon they'll get me.
I tried to make my legs go faster, arms swinging frantically, I could feel my small pen knife digging lightly into my thigh causing a small cut. I thrust my hand into the pocket in my jeans and pulled the knife out swiftly, I needed to find a place to hide and quick.
I saw a small gap in a nearby fence and leaped into it, it was a tight fit, hurting me slightly and pushing my body into itself, but I got through and I knew the men chasing me wouldn't be able to.
I slowed down breathing deeply and in gasps, my legs gave up and I fell to the ground on my knee's desperate for a drink. I lifted my head up and looked around. I was in some sort of field, but instead of the usual clean cut grass and swing sets, there was a long brownish coloured grass, dirty old couches and bottles of beer.
'Oh well' I thought ' It's better than nothing' I walked towards the couch that looks the least dirty and jumped onto it, swinging of my backpack and putting it next to me on the couch.
I tried to huddle into my tattered jacket and sighed, will this really be as good as life gets. I looked down at my clothes, I was wearing ripped light wash jeans,(although they look more brown than blue) a black and red striped top (which I've had for years), a ripped blue jacket and old brown biker boots. My hair was greasy and plopped on the top of my head in a bun and I wore no makeup.
I layed down on the couch, trying to get comfortable. I put my head on the arm and slowly closed my eyes falling into a deep sleep.
Flashback
"Mummy, mummy... Daddy where are you daddy." A little girl walked trembling up the creaking steps, her mummy and daddy left her the night before and she didn't think they were back yet.
She was going to walk into their room, but remembered the last time she went in there her daddy slapped her and told her not to. So instead she walked up to the door and hesitantly knocked on the door.
"Mummy, daddy. Are you in there." There came no answer and the girl was getting nervous, she knocked on again without any reply.
*SMASH*
The girl whipped her head around and stared wide eyes down the stairs, shaking she slowly walked to the stairs, peering in down, trying to see any movements.
"Mummy," She whispered " Daddy."
She gulped and pressed her foot softly onto the first step, jumping at the creak. Hear nothing else she pressed another foot onto the next step, and another, and another. She was on the middle step now. She stopped and listened for any sign of movement, a shadow in the kitchen caught her eye and her heart thumped.
Another crash sounded in the kitchen and she could see glass shards bouncing of a wall.
"Daddy is that you." She called , still shaking.
She walked downs the rest of the stairs and into the kitchen slowly. Her dad was stood in the middle of the room, looking physically furious. He hadn't noticed her yet.
"Daddy."
He turned round sharply, anger blazing in his eyes
Pointing a finger at her he moved forward, he grabbed her forcefully by the shoulder and swung his hand back, flinging it down in a flash. A sharp slap echoed across the room. Tears rolled down her face, wetting her stinging cheeks. She eventually looked back up at him and stared with big brown eyes. This seemed to make him more angry and he began hitting her repeatedly with punches, kicks and slaps.
"YOU ARE A DISGRACE, WHY DID YOU HAVE TO BE BORN?, I NEVER WANTED YOU, THE DAY YOUR MAM TOLD ME SHE WAS UP THE DUFF I HOPED AND PRAYED YOU'D DYE. BUT YOU DIDN'T, DID YOU. NO, YOU SEEMED TO THINK YOU COULD HAVE A LIFE, THAT YOU WOULD BE LOVED. WELL YOU NOT, YOU STUPID CHILD. I WANT YOU DEAD AND TONIGHT I HOPE YOU DIE." She couldn't stop the tears, not when he picked her up and pinned her to the wall, not when he wrapped his hands around her neck and squeezed, not when she was gasping for air and not when she fainted from lack of oxygen. He carried on strangling her, screaming and swearing, he hated her, that was proved tonight. Dropping her on the floor carelessly he ran to the draw and pulled out a knife, he walked back to her and pushed the knife through her shoulder, before dropping it on the floor and running out the back door.
End Flashback
She woke up gasping, sitting up straight and putting her hand to her heart, as if to calm it.
"Well what do we have here."
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I've seen myself, with a dirty face
I've cut my luck, with a dirty ace
I leave the light on
I leave the light on
I went from zero, to minus ten
I drank your wine, then I stole your man
I leave the light on
I leave that light on
Daddy ain't that bad, he just plays rough
I ain't that scarred, when I'm covered up
I leave the light on
Yeah, I leave the light on
Little girl hiding underneath the bed
Was it something I did? Must be something I said
I leave the light on
I better leave the light on
'Cause I wanna love
And I wanna live
Yeah, I don't know much about it
And I never did - no, no
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I know its short, but how did you like it so far.
R&R
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