Bullied by the sidemen

Chapter 1.

Hollys POV
"come on open. , Please " my voice dying at the end. I was currently at my front door trying to open it , to prevent myself from getting beaten up by the seven boys across the road also known as the sidemen .I turned the keys but it wouldn't open.
I leant against the door and fell onto my knees.
"Please. Don't." I groaned.
I heard 7 laughs . they all used to be my friends. I don't know what happened. This has been going on for a good couple of weeks now. They started by tripping me in the corridors to now. Which I would recieve continuous punches and keeps to my fragile body. I hate my life. I used to enjoy my childhood , having my first boyfriend in year 8 which was harry. They were his best friends then and said Aww when ever we kissed. He changed along with all them and dated my best friend and started to bully me. Me and simon have known eachother the longest. I met the others in year 4. Since we' haven't been friends I've gone off the rails. I would starve myself because they would call me fat. I know I'm skinny. I hate my appearance , I look in the mirror and think of how brave I am. But then all hope goes and my parents throw more stuff at my face in their rude manor. I used to stay with my nan but she sadly passed and that could've also been the worse part of my life so far. I cut , it releases the stress. I feel pain whenever they hit me and I bruise really easily. Only if they knew what I recieve at home aswell as what they do.

You know my name not my story.

I screeched as I saw 7 shadows hovering over me.
"Well well well. Where's our money. Oh no pay again ?!" Harry practically spits in my face.
"I I didn't i I I'm so sorry I a a " I faintly said with slight tears slipping out of my eyes. I didn't know I had to give them money.
He screwed his face together.
"Stupid bitch " ethan said over hysterical laughs. That's how I remember him. The funny kind best friend. I don't know what ever got into him.
"Go on go a -- ahead " I looked away crying a lot now.
I ducked my head into my shoulders expecting a punch or a slap but instead I felt loads of arms on me and they were all dragging me . harry was dragging my hair and pulling me over to the garden.
"When I ask for money i get it. You stupid slag !" Harry said. He pushed tobi forward slowly and he was the first to hit me. He kicked me in the stomach which winded me slightly. I coughed then got slapped my vikk around the face. I held my cheek.
"P-lease. -s-t -t op it. " I wept uncontrollably

"Come on guys. Leave her. Please " simon said after lookin at my swollen face.
"Well what are you going to do about it. " Harry looked at me then at his hands which had hair in . my body was throbbing as they started to argue.
I tried to move but it was no use. I started to crawl but JJ stood on my hands.
I screamed 😩.
"Simon your up " tobi nervously said as simon had a sad face in him.
He went down on his knees and punched me in the stomach and on his way down he whispered sorry.
They picked up my school bag and looked to see if I had any money in it which I didn't. They tipped everything out including a razor which I would use to cut myself. They signed and threw that on the ground aswell. They threw the bag at my face and stormed off.
I looked over to their direction to see simon looking down at the floor looking really upset. Why should he? No one cares about me.

I picked up l my things and tried opening the door again. Maybe it was bad luck because it opened. I fell as I rested my weight on the moving door . I placed my bag underneath the stairs and dragged myself up them and headed to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror I was such a state. I bragged the razor in the toothpaste cup and cut lightly against my prickly bruised skin. I lifted up my top and winced at the look of it. I cringed to think that was me.
"Why " I cried helplessly. I rushed To my room as I heard the front door open.

"GET THE FUCK DOWN HERE NOW ! " My dad grunted very loudly. I cried as I opened my bedroom door to hear my dad coming up here. He forcefully grabbed me and threw me across the room I moaned in pain.
"Dad please. I'm sorry. " I blankly didn't do anything to deserve this.
I remember those days where my dad actually loved me. Wow things have changed. I received the last hit and he left slamming the door. I looked at my old tidy room to now the messy room. I wiped my eyes. I brushed my hair then washed myself then went to bed.