Fall (ON HOLD)

Chapter Five

(AUTHORS NOTE)

Okay Brianne because you begged me to do this ill update it. Just for you. Maybe I'll do two chapters tonight.. Hmm. Anyways, here you are! Read, vote, share!

NORA'S P.O.V**

I woke up the next morning chilly, considering I left my window open last night. I got out of bed and looked at my calendar. June 12, 2013. Wait. I quickly looked back at the calendar again. Under the date there was a note. It read, "Dad comes home." I felt like the world had halted. Downstairs the door creaked open. I ran downstairs watching my dad walk through the door forcefully, paparazzi flashing behind him.

"Dad!" I ran down the stairs and gave him a tight hug. I looked up at him. I barley even recognized my own father. His hair was now black, he had a fake spray tan, and was wearing a black suit.

"Natalie!" He hugged me back.

"Urmm, dad. It's Nora." He didn't even know my own name.

My father looked down at his shoes, "sorry Nora."

My own father should at least remember my name.

I walked away from him, heading toward my room.

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"He forgot my name, Destiny.. It's like I'm the kid in the shadow of him." I sat across my bed with my best friend, Destiny.

"Well.. Um maybe he was having a rough day?" Destiny tried to comfort me. I knew she thought the same thing as me. He doesn't care. He left my mother for the longest time. I was the one to never call him. I didn't dare to talk to him. He left us in the time we needed him the most. We were broke. The only time we ever were broke enough to be put in a shelter. That was when he left us. That was when we lost everything. That was when I no longer trusted him.

Destiny leaned in and hugged me tightly.

"Please, Nora. Don't leave me." As soon as Destiny said that, I knew exactly what she meant. When my father left us, I went into depression. I felt so alone, not knowing I shut my best friend. After the depression deepened, all I wore was long sleeve shirts. Covering up the painful scars. I still remember the first time I cut.

*FLASHBACK*

"He doesn't care, Nathan. He left us!" I stood inches away from Nathan's face watching him flinch.

"Your wrong. He'll be back. I know it." Nathan stormed out of the shelter doors. My eyes burned. Heated tears rolled down my cheeks. I stormed to the bathroom and locked the door.

I sat there, soaking in my own tears.

"I can't do this anymore." I whispered to myself. I took out the ziplock bag I had stole from Destiny's house.

In the bag held a brand new razor blade.

The night before I had read articles about cutting. All through the replies, people said the first time feels so good. It feels like your cutting all the pain out if your body. I have been considering cutting for months now. It was time for action.

I stood by the sink turning on the water so no one could hear me sob.

I took out the razor blade. First I gently slid it over my wrist, leaving a tiny slit. Then it became more and more vicious. Deeper and deeper I entered my own skin. As the pain worsens, I dropped to my knees. I began to cry. Letting all of my emotions out. I got up and put my wrist under the cold water feeling sharp pains, and then relief.

I guess daddy's princess isn't so perfect.

AUTHORS NOTE**

Sorry for the cutting part guys! It just kind of fit the story.. Comment, vote, and share! Thanks for reading!