Danielle's Point of View
I walked down the beach. The warm sand sinking into my toes as my sandals dangle from my fingers, the warm sun was beating down on me as I reached the stairs to get off the beach. I climbed up them slowly with no energy left in my body. Once I got to the top step I slipped on my sandals and continued the journey home.
My parents probably won't be home. Again. They never are. They have probably forgotten they even have a daughter. Like I give a shit. They would continuously walk in drunk and then start shouting at me for no reason. Sometimes they would hurt me, one time they almost killed me. No one knows everyone just thinks I'm a freak. I'm always alone and have no one to talk to.
That's when I started to hurt myself. I didn't feel any pain because I was already abused by parents. I have given myself such deep cuts that I would faint and wake up in a puddle of blood. Last night they were drunk again. My dad found me on the sofa watching movies, he told me to do my homework and I told him I had none. He said that I was lying and started to hit me. He hit my stomach and punched my face leaving a bruise just below my eye, I've just managed to cover most of it up with concealer.
That's nothing compared to what he's done before.
As I walked past the familiar street my pace started to quicken. I really didn't want to see him. Not today, please not today.
I have liked Calum since 5th grade. He was really sweet and cute, but then since he's been in his stupid band,he's been acting like he's bad ass, when he really isn't. He constantly has a girl, and it pisses me off because he is a really nice person, just that stupid band has turned him around.
I could see my house it was right there. Just a couple more steps. But no, it had to happen. I got dragged into an alleyway. The streets were empty so if I did try and scream it would be hopeless. He would do this quite a lot, I would get double the beating when he does this. It's nothing major just a few punches here and there, it's happened so many times I'm used to it.
He had his hand over my mouth and I tried to wriggle free but I couldn't his grip off if me it was too tight.
"What are you doing?" I mumble.
He's really starting to scare me. His eyes are darker than ever and hair is all messed up. He removed his hand from my mouth and I let out a sigh of relief.
"Please don't hurt me.." I whisper innocently and slowly slide down the cold wall as I don't have the energy to stand up.
He gives me a fake sympathetic pout and kneels down next to me.
"Don't won't worry Dani I won't. Boys!" He shouts and cue his stupid band mates. Michael, the coloured haired one, Luke the tall blonde one, and Ashton who almost always has a bandana on.
I whimpered in fear as they walked towards me.
Luke was first with the punches then Michael, then Ashton.
"That's what you get, when you don't follow orders" Calum says as he lifts my chin up with his finger "see you tomorrow, bitch"
He slaps my face before laughing and getting up, and then walking away with his friends.
Calum's orders were that I weren't to listen to his stupid songs that him and his band mates wrote. He caught me listening to it this morning and, yeah I get that because if it. I don't even understand he can't stop me from listening to a song.
I groan in pain as I try to sit up. But I can't this is hopeless. I'd rather be dead than live a life like this. My eyes slowly droop and then all I see is darkness.
Hey guys! Book number 3 I know right?! I hope you guys likes this first chapter. I will try and not make the book sad I promise. But yeah comment what you think about and come back in two days for the next update. love you all so much!
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