A/N~This was requested by Maribat4eva, I hope you and everyone else likes it. Sorry for my once a month posts, college is so busy.

TW~Abuse, swearing, blood and injury.

Y/N'S POV

I'm Y/N and I'm 8 years old, living with my mom and dad, but I hate it at home, they drink a lot and yell at each other, whilst smoking. I never do anything wrong at home, because I'm scared of getting hurt by them, but they always burn their cigarettes on my back and shoulders, where it's not that visible for someone to see.

Today, I slept on the floor in the basement after my mom dragged me there, covered in cigarette burns and a slap on my side.

The door open, and my dad trudges down the stairs, picking me up by the collar.

"Come on, to your room." He slurs, clearly hungover, his voice sharp, with no emotion behind it. Like mom, he drags me up the stairs and dumps me on the doorstep, before grumbling to himself and leaving.

I cry quietly, not wanting my parents to find me in my moment of weakness and vulnerability.

I look around my room, dark, dirty and unfurnished, deciding that I've had enough. Even though I'm only 8, I know some kind hearted person should help me right?

I quietly pack a bag, having only few clothes and my dog stuffie, which my dad's brother, my uncle, gave to me.

I then sneak downstairs, seeing my parents drinking and shouting at each other, perfect, they won't hear me.

Trying to avoid the creaks on the stairs, I reach the front door and gently open it, but they see me.

"Where do you think you're going you little bitch?!" My mother shouts, and without even thinking, I run out of the front door, hearing them rush out after me.

"Come back here! You ungrateful brat!" My father shouts, as they both slur and stumble in their drunken antics.

My father throws his bottle at me, hitting my back, making me fall to the floor, the cigarette burns on my back and the impact from the throw causes me to wince, but nonetheless, I get up, tears in my eyes and glass impaling my hands, as I continue to run.

They give up, lazily walking back into the house and shouting at each other once again.

I feel a sense of relief knowing that I'm free of that awful place, but then the fear creeps in. Where do I go? Who can help me?

The fear turns to sadness as tears fall down my face, feeling lonely and scared with no one who can help me.

As I walk around the hot LA town in my clothes which are two sizes to small for me, I become increasingly self-conscious, clinging to my dog stuffie like a lifeline, even though the glass in my hands bleeds and stings, and then suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, turning to see five men.

Colby's POV

Me, Sam, Jake, Corey and Johnnie are walking around town, eating some gummies and crisps, having a laugh and talking about some upcoming videos.

"Who's that?" Johnnie says, making us all stop and turn to wear he's pointing.

A small girl, younger than ten, tattered clothes, small bag on her back, looking messy. But what worries me is that there are no signs of her parents and her ripped and dirty clothes show burns and a bruise on her back.

"That's worrying. Should we do something?" Sam asks, as we watch the girl toddle further and further down the street, where dangers await.

"Yeah, we have to, no child should be out here in that condition." I say, starting to walk towards her, the four following me.

I gently tap her shoulder, and she turns around, eyes wide, clearly intimidated by us.

Y/N'S POV

I back up a little at the five men, feeling scared. Are they a gang? Would they hurt me? Or kidnap me?

The one in front of me crouches down to my height, taking in my state and clothing.

"It's okay, I'm Colby. I promise we're not here to hurt you. Where are your parents, kid?" He asks, clearly worried for me.

"U-um....at home. I ran away." I state, my voice wobbly with fear, one of them sees my fear and crouches in front of me.

"Hey, I'm Jake, do you want some gummies? They'll make you feel a little better." I reach my hand out warily, but Colby gently stops me.

"Hang on kid, we need to get your injuries sorted, you might accidentally swallow some glass." Colby says, making me look at my hands, which were covered in blood and green glass shards from my father's beer bottle.

"I know this is probably really scary for you, but it's very dangerous to be out here alone at your age, there are so many mean people that would hurt or take you, we just want to make sure you're okay and get proper care, do you think you can trust us to take you to a doctor?" The blonde man asks, fixing my shirt, where it had dropped down a little from the rips and tears, as I nod.

These men have been nothing but kind to me, and right now, I have no where to go, so I decide to trust them, although I'm very skeptical about it.

They introduce themselves to me and I tell them about my stuffie which they seem to love. I let Jake pick me up and he puts me on his hip, as he senses my nerves, helping me eat some gummy bears. So delicious.

Corey, Sam and Johnnie depart from the group, going to a store near the doctor's office to grab me some clothes, wound dressings for when they need cleaning again and a few toys.

Colby leads the way into the doctor's office, managing to get an appointment, as Jake finds us a seat, putting me in his lap.

"How are you feeling?" He asks, putting my hair into a loose braid, because it's a hot day and my hair was agitating me.

"Nervous." I mumble, pretty worried as I've never been to see a doctor before, and I don't want to see any needles or scary things.

"It's okay Y/N, all the doctor will do is make sure all of your wounds are clean, you may get to have a nice sleep when they do it as it can hurt a little, but we'll be here when you wake up." Colby says, sitting beside Jake, as I remain in his lap.

"Sleep?" I ask, wanting some rest as I'm pretty tired from this eventful day.

"Yeah, and then the doctor will give you a lollipop and sticker for being such a brave girl!" Jake exclaims, poking my cheek, making me giggle with excitement.

Soon, a nurse calls my name, as Jake carries me into the room, Colby following closely behind.

"Well, hello Y/N, it's nice to meet you and your stuffie." The nurse has a smile on her face which brings nothing but kindness and comfort as she introduces herself.

I shyly wave, as Jake sits me back on his lap, keeping me distracted so that Colby can explain the situation.

"We found her, just walking alone, and you know how this place is, it can be dangerous. Her clothes are torn, she has glass in her hands and burns on her back. I think her parents were abusive." He informs, looking at me, but I'm completely in awe of Jake's tattoos, laughing at funny ones or tracing the cool ones.

"Okay, what I'll do is put an oxygen mask over he nose and mouth, and that will make her sleepy. I'll throughly clean her back and remove the glass, then clean them too. I think this would be the best as we don't want her getting distressed." The nurse states setting up the sedation mask.

"Y/N, the nurse is just gonna put a mask on your face okay? Then you can have a nice nap." Colby says, making me nod, already feeling tired.

The nurse gently puts the mask over my nose and mouth securing it with the band along the back of my head. The gas soon makes me sleepy and my grip weakens on my stuffie, as my head drops against Jake's chest, falling asleep.

Jake's POV

"That was a lot easier than I thought it would be." The nurse breathes a laugh, gently taking one of Y/N's hands, starting to remove the glass and clean her hands.

It didn't take too long for both of her hands to be glass free and bandaged up, before the nurse turned Y/N around and started cleaning her back.

Colby leaves the room, saying that Sam, Corey and Johnnie were outside with all the stuff they needed and some new clothes and toys for Y/N. They said they'd wait in the car, whilst we finish up inside.

It takes around ten minutes for everything to be cleaned and covered up, then the nurse takes the mask off of Y/N's face, as she sleeps in my arms. The nurse then gives me the lollipop and sticker for Y/N to give to her when she wakes up.

"She did really well, and even though they were some nasty injuries, she wasn't complaining too much. I'd definitely try and talk to the police about it, since abuse is not to be taken lightly, change her dressings every morning, using the ointment and she should be fine." I thank the nurse, standing up and then leaving the office.

"How did it go?" Johnnie asks, as I sit in the back with him and Sam, Y/N in my lap.

"Everything went well, she didn't wake up during it and he injuries have been thoroughly cleaned. The nurse said she'll have scarring, but that was to be expected." I reply and them Colby starts the car, driving back to the Traphouse.

Time Skip
Y/N'S POV

I stir a little, rubbing my eyes, as I sit up, seeing I'm still in Jake's lap, but this time in a car.

"Hey Y/N, we're going to our place. You did really well at the doctor's appointment, so they gave you a lollipop and sticker." Jake says, putting the sticker on my cheek, making me giggling as I put the lollipop in my mouth.

As Colby parks the car in the driveway, we get out, and the house is so cool! A big pool, it's a really large house too, and I know that I will enjoy my time here.

"We'll go inside and then notify the police about the abuse. Is that okay?" Sam asks, grabbing his phone from his pocket as Jake sits me on a beanbag, which is really comfy.

"Okay. W-will they take me away?" I ask nervously, one kid at my school stays at an orphanage and apparently it's bad.

"Well, we don't really have control over the situation, but we could ask if you can stay with us." Corey replies, making me nod, I really want to stay here.

In the next few days, we hear that the police have taken my parents into custody, and after a long 72 hour battle, Sam was able to place Jake as my "guardian" which made me really happy.

I know that I'll still be traumatised from the events of my past, but now I can start my proper childhood, with a new family who saved me.