OKai well im writting this story wih 2 other girls I came up with this idea but if it wasnt for them i wouldnt be writting this thanks to Remy and Karlee @marryme1D hope you guys like it and i have more just didnt wanna post the rest!(:
"You're worthless, I never should have kept you! Your father and I never loved you. We were both young and stupid, I can't believe we let you live... I knew I should have aborted you when I had the chance.'' Snarls my witch of a mother.
My eyes narrow at her with hate. OH SO much hate! She can rot in bloody hell and I wouldn't give a damn. Her frail body was so thin that it looked like she hadn't eaten in weeks. The only good thing that came out of all this was my parents genes. My dad has captivating sky blue eyes, you'd think he's a kind and caring man, but what hid behind those beautiful eyes was cruel and uninviting. My mother eyes had a hint of gray in the sea of grassy green. They were so elegant on someone who deserves nothing good to come her way in life. She has scraggly gray hair, wrinkles that outline her entire face, jacked up teeth and a crooked nose.
My father had striking red hair but now,over the years, it's almost completely faded white. His face looked as if the face lifts had all gone wrong with the tannest his skin can get.
My parents are both junkies, leaving me to work for a living and support this family. It's like I'm an adult already. I'm only seventeen! And yet, every time I bring home money, they waste every last bit of it on beer, cigarettes, drugs, and other useless things. I'm glad Harry told me if I ever wanted to leave this hell hole he'll come as fast as he can.
Yes the, Harry Styles. I met him in the third grade and we've been best friends ever since. He knows about my family, the rest of the band as well. I would always come to school crying because they beat me again, or were fighting and left me outside to sleep. I don't know why I never turned them in. It's probably because that meant adoption or even worse an orphanage, and I didnt want to leave the boys or Harry. They were the closest I had to a family.
" Well. what are you looking at? You little brat.'' Says my mom
" I havent figured it out yet but what i do know is that it reaks!" I bellow.
" Get out of my face, NOW!'' She screams.
" What if I dont want to you gonna hit me again, huh, I'm glad I'm gonna end up leaving you and that other worthless one you make me call dad!" I say.
I can tell by now I've made her loose it. Her expression changed from hate to utter rage towards me. She sprints across the other side of the counter, and approaches me, grabs and yanks me by the hair dragging me up the stairs. I yelp in pain from the tight grasp she has hold on my hair, I try pulling myself free but its no use. Behind that frail looking body is a suit of armor. We finally reach the top and she strides toward the restroom and opens the door.
She flings me across inside to the wall where the mirror is and I run head first into it making the glass shatter into a million tiny pieces. The glass cuts me in every visibly and non visibly place from head to toe. I feel numb and the pain in my head throwbs making tears well up in my eyes and then burst out of me. " Stay in here and don't come out till you learn how to respect me, you got it!" She yells.
I hear her close the door and leave me behind in the mess that I'll soon have clean up. I can't take it anymore that was the last straw. I pull out my phone and begin to dial Harry's number.
" Hello?' says Harry.
"Harry its me, Jane, can you come and get me I'm ready to go," I say crying into the phone.
" Yeah, sure thing, I'm on my way. Got tired of the Devil and its assistant treating you like crap, huh?!" exclaims Harry.
" She went to far this time. I'm tired of all this, I just wanna be happy and have fun, be a teenage for once but, I can't do that if I still live with these people. Listen Harry, you don't know how much this means to me. You doing this means the world to me, thanks so much." I say
" Ha. Of course anything for you babe now, please stop crying it makes me sad and I don't like it when your sad. Cheer up love everything will be okay now. Be there first thing in the morning are you gonna have to sneak out?" He asks.
" No, I dont think so, they're probably ganna be on a hangover in the morning, anyways thanks again Harry. Good night!" I say with a sheepish smile.
" Anything for you love. Good night! love you!" He replies.
"Love you too, Harry," I say then hang up.
I try my best not to topple over as I lift my body off the tiled ground and wipe off what I can of the glass off my clothes and make my way towards the door. It makes a loud creaking noise giving me away to who ever is down stairs. When I hear the faint patter of foot steps I freeze and hold my breath.
Finally, they just go away farther into the house and my hopes arise again. I pace to my room and pull out the suit cases from under the bed. I grab veverything and wipe out my drawers and closet and take other things I'll need so I wont have to come back here. I line the suit cases up against the wall by the door and prepare myself for bed, when suddenly my door swings open.
" Heard you been giving your mom a hard time again. What did I tell you! You disrespected one of us again you ganna get punished, this time it'll be worse. Come on!" Barks my father.
" No!" I scream.
" NO? Did you just tell me NO!? Come here you," He says