*WARNING THERE IS SOME LANGUAGE IN THIS SO IF YOU ARE NOT USED TO CONSTANT CURSING I SUGGEST YOU DON'T GO ANY FARTHER*
Chapter One: Just an Ordinary Girl
Hope POV
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Ugh another day of school. I am so glad that this is my last week. Then I get to go to college and get away from this horrid man I call my father. Ever since Niall left he has beaten me to a pulp. He keeps telling me it was my fault our mother died. She died around five years ago. We got hit by a drunk driver. Mum and I were on our way home from the supermarket when a car came out of no where and hit the right side of the car. A direct impact on my mother. At that time I was only thirteen.
My dad blames me. Telling me I should have died instead. But he's right, I should've. My mum deserved to live, everyone loved her while my dad thinks I'm a piece of trash. I just wish I could see Niall again. I haven't seen him since Mum died. But now is when I need him most.
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One week later (Sorry for the major time skip)
Yes! Finally I am out of that hell hole. I am finally done with secondary school, and I am able to leave my dreadful father. All I need to do is wait for my birthday which is next month thankfully.
Right now I am walking home with Janie. Our houses are in the same direction so we always walk together. I don't know what my life would be like if I didn't have her. She is the only one I can trust. Janie is the only person I tell everything and anything to. She know about how THE Niall Horan is my brother, and how my father abuses me. That's why I am almost never home. I am usually at Janie's. But when I get home, I get one heck of a beating for being late.
Janie just went home and I am getting really hungry! *grumble* See, my stomach agrees with me. I just have to get down stairs without father noticing me, and hope that he isn't drunk which is very unlikely since he is a major alcoholic. Hence the reason why he usually beats me.
I just need to be very quiet. I am slowly tiptoeing my way down stairs when suddenly, *creek* Damn it floorboards! Why can't they be quiet? Oh no. My dad.. I hear footsteps.. I have to get back upstairs right now! Hurry, Faste- OW Shit that hurts! Let go mother-trucker! He has a firm grip on my hair. Fudge this hurts like a truck. And no-ow shit. That son of a nutcracker just pulled me down the stairs.
"Damn him, i really just want to turn around and smack that stupid smirk right of his ugly f-"
*Smack* Ow what the fudge, he just hit me I didn't do anythin-oh wait I said that out loud didn't I? Oh shat! Greeaaat. And now it's time for a punishment.
Wait. Why isn't he hitting m- and there goes my ribs again. That mother trucker. Yeah I seriously need to get out of here.
"Now, do you want to tell me where the fuck you were you little shit!?" and boom, goes the dynamite. No? okay. I try to stop my self from smirking at my lame joke but apparently I didn't try hard enough. *Smack* I let out a little whimper.
"SHUT *smack* THE *kick* FUCK *slap* UP **smack* YOU *punch* WORTHLESS *kick* BITCH!" He screamed. I swear if looks could kill I'd be a dead man walking. Well women, but you get what I mean. "WHY ISN'T MY FOOD READY YOU SLUT?" will he ever stop cursing. I mean damn. "HUH?!"
Oh yeah i better answer him now, "well, J-Janie w-was here, she j-just l-left." I don't get why he wants to eat already it's only 5 P.M. but whatever floats your boat.
"THIS IS THE LAST TIME I WILL TAKE THAT EXCUSE NOW GET YOUR SCRAWNY LITTLE ASS IN THAT FUCKING KITCHEN!" I cautiously nod, and make my way.
I just finished making him pasta and putting it on the table. Well looks like it's time for my walk which I normally do while he's eating. I start down my road, and on my way to the park.
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A/N
I apologize if this book is absolute garbage it's my first book and I'm new to this whole thing. So sorry in advance! Thanks for reading me story babes!
~Em xoxo
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