y/n pov

i couldnt sleep that night as my parents were drinking and blasting music. i could barely stand at this point and whenever i did i fell to the ground after a minute or so. my hands and knees were shaking i dont know if it was from me being tired or lack of food who knows. the coworker wasnt actually that bad compared to my parents at least. he did keep trying to set me up with his son who i will admit wasnt the worse looking but theres other people id much rather date.

when 8am finally rolls around my dad and his mate are passed out while my mother was almost there. she sobers up for a second and looks around at the mess of the place.

"oi slave! clean this dump up will you" she asks taking her beer bottle up to her room. as i stumbled around the room i kept bumping the table and falling i could barely see. the second i was done clearing beer and wine bottles, vacuuming up the popcorn i slumped down the wall between the stairs and the kitchen. pulling my legs to my chest i put my head on my knees letting out a shaky breath. slowly getting up the stairs i grab my backpack and a few other things i need throwing them out the window and into the bush.

i turn around to grab my phone off the bed when suddenly something comes into contact with my head. it was a ping pong ball. it didnt really hurt but was still annoying i looked to my left and saw lila.

"what are you moping about ugly" she laughs slowly making her way down the stairs.

"please just shut up and go away" i whisper

"what you got a headache or something poor thing" she laughs kicking me over so i slammed my head on the floor. fuck. "now make me breakfast, i want waffles with icecream and fruit." she demands

"make it yourself" i groan

"oh so you want me to wake up mum and dad so 1 they will be pissed and 2 they will punish you for not doing what i want" lila challenges "okay then" she laughs

"no fine i -ill do it" i say struggling to get up

"thats what i thought"

hours later it was 6pm and i had just finished being lilas personal slave all day. i am never doing anything for her again.

"Y/N!!!!" my dad yelled "whats this i hear about you refusing to help your baby sister" he says backing me into a wall in my bedroom.

"i helped her all day dad" i tell him

"well according to the angel you did not" he taps his foot waiting for my response. when i dont answer him he drags me by my ear down to the basement again. he slams me into the ground and kicks my stomach so much that blood begins to come into my mouth.

"maybe that will teach you a fucking lesson" he snears tying me up to the wall again and leaving. i pass out i cant help it. my body simply cannot do this anymore. everything goes black.

3 hours later

lighter footsteps rush down the stairs. "y/n get the fuck up" lila slaps my face.

"what" i groan and she unties the ropes

"fucking leave, mum and dad are planning something or like selling something? i dont know but i herd your name so fucking leave" she says and points to the open basement window.

"lila what are you talking about i cant even stand how do i know your not lying" i say trying to stand because my plan was to leave tonight.

"oh y/n/n guess whattt" our mother says evilly. lila hides under the stairs behind boxes as "you remember that lovely friend of your fathers well hes offered to-" she gets cut off by dad

"HONEY COME HERE FOR A SEC YOU FORGOT TO SIGN THIS PART" mum leaves and i nod to lila who runs up the stairs and away. i try to stand up but it doesnt work.

"for fucks sake" i grumble as i accidently knock stuff of a work bench when i tried to stand.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN THERE" my dad yells i manage to stand up on the bench. i begin to climb out the window. it was kinda a squeeze but not bad. but a strong hand wrapps around my ankle attempting to pull me back down. i grab onto the fence that was conveniently there using my other foot to blindly kick the person in the face.

"shes leaving" my dad shouts and i hear the front door opening shit. as much as it hurt i began running. the adrenaline the ONLY thing keeping me going. just to get out of here. i have my phone i can pick up my bags another time when i know they are at work. i run and run, my feet slap against the empty road as it was pitch black god this reminds me of the scene i filmed the other day.

my house long gone i cant even see the street anymore i dont know how long i was running until i stop. its a park maybe 1 person on a run but other than that completely empty. thats when i begin to panic. i have no idea where i am. its cold. i look horrible. i didnt think this through. i spin in circles trying to see anything i recognise. nothing. where the fuck am i.

lizzie. i want lizzie.

i take out my phone it barely being used this weekend was still on 53% i see messages from the twins, the cast group chat, dahlia and a few other people. i call lizzie as tears continue to run down my face.

i put my fist up to my mouth trying to not seem to pathetic as my mind is only now processing this weekend.

"y/n/n hey, its a bit late are you okay?" she questions i screw my eyes shut trying to regulate my breathing. it doesnt work and i cry harder. when i dont answer lizzie, she asks again "y/n are you crying whats happened" i can hear her getting up.

"lizzie" i sob "could you... could you come get me. please"

"im coming baby where are you" she asks, i look around again for somthing but i dont see anything. i cry again "hey no shhh its okay, can you see any street signs y/n/n" i can hear her getting into her car.

"i ca- cant s-see any" i try to take a deep breath but i cant as i remember more and more.

"its okay baby im coming just wait" lizzie assures. my breathing still isnt good, im still crying and its incredibly cold. "okay y/n can you list 5 things you can see for me" lizzie asks. i sit down next to a tree pullin my knees to my chest and resting my chin on my knees again.

lizzies pov

i was lounging in my living room drinking tea and watching one of my favourite shows. when my phone called i looked at the contact and smiled.

"y/n/n hey, its a bit late are you okay?" i ask since it was a bit past 9. she doesnt answer but i hear her breathing heavily and is she crying "y/n are you crying whats happened" i say standing up and pausing the show all my attention on y/n.

"lizzie" she sobs "could you... could you come get me. please" she asks quietly crying. within seconds im at my front door putting slides on over my socks and grabbing my keys. getting into the car and instantly the phone connects to the car i realise i dont know where she is

"im coming baby where are you" i ask i hear her spinning around looking for something to tell me her location. again she cant answer and crys harder. "hey no shhh its okay, can you see any street signs y/n/n" i say trying to help her.

"i ca- cant s-see any" she tells me rapid breathing. i go into find my as after she connected her phone to my car its connected to the find my app (dont ask how that works) i got her location and start driving towards it. it was only like 10 minutes from my place. she keeps crying and i cant help but think about what happened. shes kilometres away from her house around 30 or something.

"its okay baby im coming just wait" i try to assure her. i need to get y/n to calm down tho. "okay y/n can you list 5 things you can see for me" i ask her softly and i think she sits down.

"t-the grass, s-treet li-lights um" she takes shallow breaths again panicking "i- i cant" she claims

"yes you can come on 3 more things" i encourage only 6 minutes away

"a b-bird..... cars." she pauses again crying "tre-trees" she finishes

"good job hun im almost there 4 things you can touch"

i park just next to the park and get out rushing to the park. there was only 1 person at the park and they were sat under a tree. it was dully lit with the yellow street lights and i could make out y/n.

"y/n" i say and she looks up at me in tears. getting up to hug me. i hug her tightly and she seems to calm down fast. y/n doesnt seem to have any strength in her legs as they quickly give out on her. i figured it was just because she had been sitting down. but when we pulled away from the long hug i took in her entire appearance. i gasp. who did this to her. im gonna fucking kill them. was it her parents? is that why shes so far from home

"that bad aye" she laughs but starts coughing instantly

"you need to go to the hospital" i say and she shakes her head

"no l-lizzie please no... no hospital" she begs

"y/n baby your hurt. it could be bad" i tell her she shakes her head pleadingly

"please" i compilate for a bit i have taken several first aid courses and if it wasnt better later i can always call a private doctor

"okay. come on im taking you home, my home" i clarify after i see her panic. she nods and trys to follow me but falls. i pick her up holding the teen close. she falls asleep in my arms before we even get to the car. it made putting her in the car harder but i managed. the light was on in the car as i sat there for a second i could see her in more light. oh my god. she had blood and bruises all over especially her face marks around her wrists as it she had been tied up.

my poor baby.