(I published this earlier and didn't mean too, oops. I was still editing it as you probably could tell, unedited my writing is so messy and there's always mistakes!)

A/N right at the start but yeah, this story is still on hold I just feel majorly bad because I know some people that read this fic, don't read my syndisparklez one (But dood you totally should, heh that rhymes) so I kind of feel like I'm neglecting you my beautiful little readers :3 So here! Very bad chapter bc writers block is an ass and tbh can go get slapped with an eel (idk if anyone gets that I don't think so bc its a reference from a group chat on kik but idk let's see if people I talk to read my stuff, if you get it comment 'The hamster from hatfic dies' *waits to see if anyone cringes*. Also I promise I can spell, I was reading earlier parts and the spelling was the worst thing I'm so sorry. Enjoy the v v v v cute picture of Tom while you read this poopy chapter.

*14 year old Sonja's PoV, Idk how this is going to work, just roll with it OH YEAH TRIGGERING I GUESS! PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU GET TRIGGERED BY TALKING ABOUT SELF-HARM, I JUST WANT YOU GUYS TO STAY SAFE OKAY?*

Enough is enough. I need help.
"SONJA WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF CRAP?!" Jennifer shouted, I hate this bitch. She drove me to cutting more than once and I was feeling the itch to start again, I had been good recently, about 3 days clean but today was different, today could be an exception.
I started to stand up before my legs failed on me and I fell back down into the bathtub, "Shit shit shit shit." I whispered to myself, God I hope Jennifer didn't hear anything.
"Jennifer.... Baby.... Gone..... Ignore..... Cuddle" I heard my dad say from downstairs, even though I could only here every other word, I understood what he was saying. He basically doesn't care anymore. Luckily I brought my phone into the bathroom with me. I saw a poster in the school hall about the child protection service and at the time I didn't think I would ever need the number but now I'm so glad that I decided to take a picture.

0800 1111(That's the Childline number for the uk so use it if you need to, I know this whole chapter is just a ball of awkward and me trying to be a good person xD).
Ring Ring,
I hope they pick up...
Ring Ring,
"Hello?" A young woman said through the phone, "Is anyone here?"
"Yes yes I'm here!" I said in a hushed tone, "Please help me, I don't want to be a home anymore"
"Okay honey... What's your name?"
"Uh uh I'm Sonja Reid"
"Okay Sonja so what do you want to do?"
"I want to put myself into care." As soon as I finished saying my sentence but I knew that I couldn't live in this place anymore.
"Its okay Sonja, right now the only person we care about is you. It will get better I promise" The lady's voice cooed
I just hope things get better soon.

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Not much to say in this AN other than the reads are still going down so I don't even know if you guys want this story anymore :/
If you enjoyed this part/if you DO want me to continue with this story then maybe leave a vote or comment? :D (Also comment if I should do some more pov as the younger Sonja/Tucker/Tom/Jordan)
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Love you guys so much!
SimplyHowell x