Little unwanted girl by Jasmine (read the beginning after the end novel .TXT) 📕

The cold wistful cold air hit right in my bones.Here I walk in the darken streets of London.My dark brown hair flapping behind me of small mist dampen it slightly,giving it a natural wave.The small shops line against the side walks.My arms cross on my chest keeping me warm,but it doesn't work.Just another night with no family,your use to it Morgan.I try to tell myself but warm tears prickle in my eyes now streaming down my cheeks.I make no movement to wipe them away.My feet stop as a blustering breeze went in the wind.My teal blue eyes shifted up towards the sky with only very few starts to shine bright in the almost pitch black sky.Everything in my body is telling me to be strong,but y mind says to give up.To let nature let it takes it coarse on me.More tears fall,surely my make-up is ruined by now;why should I care?

A black SUV opens and boys pile out.Out of an instinct,I jump into an alleyway and throw myself against a brick wall to some apartment.The deep shadows hiding my shaking body,for now I'm safe from being seeing.Safe from humiliation to the human race.Violent tears escape from me.The laughter and talking from the boys making my head spin.Its been so long since human contact.A small voice whispers in my head.Its your fault.But the voice is very right.All of this mess,Its my fault,my brothers murder.My parents hatred,Its all my fault,why was I even brought to earth? probably to suffrage.A gust of wind blew my body a bit and made me stubble.Then I started to walk again to a warm place with a sweet warm smelt to it,The coffee shop.

Once I arrive,I hang my head,Scared of anyone to see my bloodshot eyes and puffy pink checks with tear stains on them.I hesitate to open the door my thump sweeps under my eyes to take away some of the smudged make-up.With all my strength I push open the glass door as a warm breeze hit my face making me just a bit cozy.My eyes go wide,I never felt this warmth before.A small fire making small popping noises in the coiner.


I'm the only one here.Alone.Besides one girl at the register who is half asleep already.Her high cheeks bones in a light pink and blond hair falling over her face.But then she slowly open her eyes,I just keep still don't know what to do."May I get you anything?" "I-I don't have any money" The sound of me talking makes my throat clutch up.How long since I talk well me sobbing quietly doesn't help.She look at me and slaps on a smile then perks up "Let me get you,something Its on the house!" she says and before I can pen my mouth she diapers to the kitchen.


I just take a seat and wait a couple of seconds.My eyes look up and see a couple of napkins I grab one and started to write some piano notes.I have I gift with the piano but nobody knew,I tried to show them but they just push me aside. "Here's you drink!" the girl beam and put it on my table and walk away leaving me be. I gave a weak smile at the drink as the hot steam flooded of the warm light coffee.I pick it up as the warmth travail threw my hands as I tilted it to my red lips taking small sips as my eyes grew wide.I just sat there writing down more notes in the dead slice room.Until loud laughs boom in it.

"Hello! how may I help you young ,lads?" the told her what they wanted then took a seat two booths away from me.But then I remember somebody laughing wait not somebody more then one of guys laughing as I sat in a coiner as they kick my brother as the pain in his eyes creep into mine as I clutch my brown teddy bear but once they finished as he fell limp went out of the room still laughing.

I cringe at that thought and I didn't even realize silent tears fell on the black pen notes making them smudged.Then I brought up my jacket sleeve and wipe my eyes I pull back my white cotton sleeve and saw my black eye liner make-up all over it."Shit" I whisper but the boys laughter grew making me feel worst.My hood fell off my head,reviling my brown wavy hair.I dared to take a small peck at the boys so I shifted all my weight to my right and turn a bit but four eyes meat mine.They must of notice the pain and dulness in my blue eyes and left their mouths a gape.One of them had blond hair and the other and brown curls.

Quickly I pull my hood back and jump up from the table and leaving my half of cup of coffee and the piano notes behind.I quickly made my past a little bit faster and I could fell all of there eyes piercing in my back I yank open the door and took a step out.Without looking I ran to the other side of the street into the alley falling and the floor sobbing,That's it I finally broke.

There I sat against the cold brick wall sobbing wildly.Nothing holding back my tears that seem to free fall from whatever it shall.faintly,i could hear footsteps coming closer and closer.A car drove quickly its headlights blinding me for a second.When I open my eyes again,the curly headed boy came running towards me from across the street,his four friends stood on the other end wondering what he will do.I pick up my head and laid it on the wall and turn it slightly letting warm tears pour out."Hello?" He ask quietly,His voice rang threw my ears.I could feel him in front of me.Slowly,I put down my head and look him straight in the eyes.

"I couldn't have notice you back at the coffee shop,looking upset.I couldn't leave a girl crying in the rain all alone and cold." He smile weakly his small dimples highlighting his perfect frame.

"Why do you care?I don't even know you" I choke out. "Do you know who we are?" He gestured to his friends staring at us from across the street."No should I?" "Ever heard of one direction?" He waited patiently waiting for a click of members but ya I heard of them but never knew who they were."Sort of,I guess I just didn't notice..."I trail off looking up at the deep black sky with some stars to see a bit.

"Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" He scooted closer to my body. "You wouldn't understand..." I began to stand up,but my body became week,ever since my anorexia got worst,my body hasn't really function correction.I sat back down ,so I wouldn't fall."What's your name?" he ask politely,looking in my pain eyes.

"Morgan,you?" "Harry,shouldn't you be getting home?" concern filled his voice.Nothing came to my lips."Morgan?" "Yeah....yeah I guess" Once more I stood up then lead against the wall.Harry follow my lead."Do you need someone to take you home?" Harry stood in front of me,His body going towards mine."No....I'm fine" I lied with no emotion,I began to walk away not sure were to next i will go. ".......do you even have a home?" he call out behind me,his voice echos off the walls,making me stop dead in my tracks.


"What gave it away?" I turn around to face him fully.Carefully,he walk towards me then he took his thump and brush off my tears on my cheeks.At his touch it made me finch,A suspicious look creep on his face."Nothing,you just confuse it" "Really..I'm find go back to your friends" before he could find any words I turn and walk away but breaking into a run.From his breath taking face.But something scream trust in him."MORGAN!" Harry shouted making me stop dead once more I snap my head around looking at a confuse Harry.But he fumble with words in a second "At least let us bye you a hotel room,its the least we could do,we can't just leave you,Alone and cold and hungry" Stay or go? be with famous people? or just stay here not to be a burner.I could see his friends join him their figures glowing from the moonlight.

Without an answer I took off in a full sprint.But with footsteps hot on my tail.Looking for a way out heart beating,hands sweating. Then I saw a fence with a small hole in it perfect fit for my tiny body."Wait up!" I heard a different voice call but I panic and took of running again,but this time bumping into someone.Knocking myself in the hard muddy ground.


My body ache from the fall.Then they all gather around me no way out.Trap.My eyes slowly ageist to a curly head and a hand stretch out for me,which I took.He pulled up as I stood back on two feet."Please just stay"

more silence.
Deadly silence.
Decisions.
A room?
or the streets?
Silences.
hesitation.
"Okay......." I mutter quickly

Text: everything is mine
Images: mine
Editing: idk
Translation: WTF DOES THIS MEAN!
Publication Date: 11-23-2012

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Dedication:
To my best friends Solon,Katie,Kaylee and Jillian they are the BEST!!!!