Unearth Myself (One Direction fan fiction) *ON HOLD TILL OCTOBER 2013*

Chapter 1: Introduction

Chapter 1:The Story Of My Life

Hi, my name in short is Becky, Rebecca Marie Tomlinson. Well, that is what I read stated in my birth certificate. The case is, my dad's name is Troy Austin or should I say, my step dad. I am 17, currently am studying in the Northampton Accounting and Financing College.

Living here with my irresponsible step father and my arse jerk step brother is like a living hell. My mom once told me that my real father still exists but my mom is the one who raised me and she got the custody, won the trial over my dad, the real one. She was married to a widow, Mr. Troy Austin when I was 3 and she said that it will be a new happy family. But for me, I have never felt anything 'family' related, I do not have real parents and children moments and I have never felt like I do. My mom left me confused forever when she passed away 2 years ago when I was only 15. I believe it was autumn that day and all the leaves drops just like the tears I used to shed.

Since the remarkable day of a great lost, my step father took the advantages to treat me like a prisoner in his dark, grey mansion. The reason he did that is because I am just an outsider. I am not one of the 'Austin's'. Knowing that I cannot rely on my supposed to be father, I worked as a part time vocalist in a band at a local music shop in town and teach music lessons to the kids. I have received several awards because my music class is an A level and always competes with other countries. In my whole live, singing with my band is the most precious moment I have felt and that is the only good things that ever crossed in my life.

Singing is my passion but I can play guitar and piano too, to be clear, I only learned those skills just by working in the music shop every day. Neither my step father nor my step brother knew about this. If they do, they will definitely ban me from playing, teaching or working there. I don't want to risk all that because it is the only way for me to escape from them. Using the skills that I owned, I used them to support myself because my step father only cares about his golden son, Riley. I even have to pay half of the bills and I have to buy my own food. There are so many restricted rules in the house and the tragic part is; he created those rules 'specially' for me.

Sometimes I have to cook dinner when guest comes to our house but I am not allowed to join them. Although I do work and have my own money, I am not allowed to have a cell phone, buy a phone or even borrow anyone's phone (unless if there is emergency) but it will never happen. Cannot watch the TV, he would not even let me to have friends. I have to wake up at 5 in the morning and I have to walk to my college which is two miles from my house.

Additionally, he is not only a control freak, he is also an alcoholic. My stepfather always get drunk at night and I am the one who needs to be his maid, doing things that he ordered and if I refuse to follow what he said, he will beat me up. Luckily I thought, my step brother, Riley will help me. One day when my step father was too drunk, he saved me from getting beaten but with a condition,

;-)

"Be my girlfriend and I'll stay and protect you all the time... I promise"

He says that with a sweet, cheesy voice. He can trick every girl in this world with his eyes that are full of charms. But let me tell you,

It's all

Bullshit!

That is a lie!

Even yesterday he brought a new girl to his room. All that I heard is he is one of the coolest guy in his school labelled as 'playboy'. Never stuck with one girl only, he just needs to whistle and massive numbers of girls will line up to just be with him. It is indeed pathetic to see girls sell their prides and virginity to an ass hole! If he gets bored of those girls he will dump them. What an easy life.

My life sucks a lot and I always pray to God that one day, I could have a better life.

Due to my lack of socials and friends, I never know how to use Twitter, until one of my students in class said that it is a need for teens like me to have one and the funny thing is, she's only 13 but she's cleverer about these things. So I ask her to help me out. On the day I signed up is the day where everyone in there kept on buzzing about Justin Bieber just broke up with Selena Gomez and I was like

'Oh really? And his only song I knew is 'Baby' and that was a long time ago'

I am so out-dated and blame it on my step father.

Another thing that I love is my college. It's awesome and I feel free there. You cannot believe how long I need to save my money just to study here. Even though only rich people enter that college, I made it through because of the help of the scholarship. I am happy, but to be honest, my dream is to move to London and achieve my dream that I have always wanted and live with the love ones.

Becky's POV

I woke up at 5 and its Sunday. My work as a music tutor starts at 4 in the evening but I need to stop by my college first. I just hope everything goes well today.

"BECKY!!! Where is my breakfast?" Riley shouted out loud."Coming" I shouted back. So I stretched both of my arms and yawned. I wore my shorts and my tank and ran downstairs to make Riley some French toasts and I am sure he will eat them all so I save aside one toast for me.

"Why do you have to take ages to make simple French toast?" Riley muttered and complained like a child. "Whatever" I sighed in defeat because I am too lazy to pick a fight with him. So before he continues irritating me, I took the last French toast and eat it quick. I grabbed my old sling bag, put on my sneakers and burst out right away leaving the house, peacefully walking to my college.

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A/N*** Guys, this is my first fan fic and i hope you guys like it.. and my bestfriend @soledad1359 helped me a lot working on this story so credits to her..

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