Dear Diary,
I still dont know what to do. Tell the police about Matthews father? But Michael told us Matthews father would hurt us if we told.
But poor Matthew, he's hurting deeply and I know his pain.
I think I have made my decision, I think i'm going to tell my parents.
-Claire X
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{Claires POV- Past}
I throw my diary on my bed, and walk out of my bedroom.
I enter the livingroom, where my parents sat in the couch watching television.
They werent drunk.
"M-mom? Dad?" They both look up at me, but look away quickly. They were trying to ignore me.
"Go to your room." My father whispers, but in a calm voice.
"Whats going on?" I ask, but before they can answer, cops burst through the door.
"PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!" One yells, but my parents dont seem phased.
They were expecting them to come..
"What the hell? Whats going on?" One of the officers picks me up and carries me outside.
"You're safe now." He says, but I start to cry anyways.
"No, you dont understand!" I look over to two officers shoving my parents in the police car. I release from the officers grip and run over to the car.
My mother looks up at me.
"Mom? Whats happening?"
"We had to call the police. We werent treating you right. We have problems that we cant fix on our own. We love you." With that, the officers drive off with my parents, and once again, im alone.
It wasnt until two in the mornig the officers left. They had to question me, and examine me.
They told me I was old enough to stay home alone, but someone would check in on me weekly.
I obviously couldnt sleep, so I decided to call Ashton.
"Hello?" A raspy voice answers. I felt bad for waking him up.
"Ashton?" I ask through sobs.
"Claire?! Are you okay? What happened?" He seemed much more concerned now.
"My parents j-just got arrested. Th-they're gone. Im alone."
There was a long silence before he answered.
"I'll be right over." Without another word, he hung up.
I only waited about ten minutes until there was a knock at the door. I ran to answer it, and smiled when I saw Ashton behind the door.
His brown curls were messy, and his eyes looked tired.
He walked into the house, and shut the door behind him. He pulled me into a tight hug, and I cried into his shoulder.
A minute later, he pulls away. He places a finger under my chin and pulls my face up, so it equivalent with his.
Suddenly, he placed his soft lips on mine, and I finally felt safe.
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{Emmas POV- Present}
As the doctor walked into the waiting room, I set the diary down and listened intently.
"Family of Lucas, Ashton, Michael and Calum?" The doctor asks.
"Thats us..." Mom says, and grabs Josh from his seat. The little four year old squirmed around in her arms.
"It doesnt look good."
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Here ya go :-)
~Claire