Secrets (h.s)

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1 month later

Ella's pov

It's been one month my ribs still hurt but are mostly healed. I use crouches for my foot since the doctors said if I don't in the future my foot will be in much more severe pain. My wrist is better and all my bruises healed. Except for the one on my stomach, it didn't hurt at all but it's this very pale yellow colour and it doesn't really fade. When ever doctors/nurses left my dad would call me names or try to get me to talk but it never worked. He didn't hit me though since the doctors would suspect something and today were going home. He signed release forms and now we're out. On our way home he kept on calling me things like "worthless, embarrassment, useless" and said things like "where were you? Why didn't you just kill your self, no one loves you, your a waste of space"

When we arrived home I slowly got to the front door on my crouches

"I should've just killed you along with your mother." he said his words like venom hurt me a lot. I think if you put a boulder on my chest it would hurt less.

I went up the stairs to my room as fast as I could. I went in my old creaking bed and just cried. If I wasn't hurt I would probably go to the gym and box. Yes I box I'm not very girly. But I never use my skills against anyone because I learned violence is never the answer. I heard the door open, so I hesitantly looked up and there my dad was looking furious.

"Did I fucking say you can go in your room!" He shouted his words laced with anger and hatred that made me wince. He pulled me up by my hair. I whimpered in pain trying to remove his hands from my hair.

"Don't ever do that again, do you hear me!" He said through gritted teeth. I was about to nod but I wasn't fast enough. " I SAID DO YOU FUCKING HERE ME" I furiously nodded. Tears streaming down my face. He then through me on the ground and I didn't even bother getting back up I just cried myself to sleep again.

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The annoying sound of my alarm clock went on reminding me I need to get ready for school. I turned it off and got ready I first took a shower. I dressed in some leggings and a oversized sweater. It was chilly today.

I arrived at school and the usual name calling and dirty looks happened. I went to my locker grabbed the things I needed and was limping to class with my crutches , when I felt a hand pull me into a closet. my breathing hitched when I saw that it was Harry.

I felt my eyes go wide in fear.

"I'm not going to hurt you." he said, I guess he noticed I get scared. "What no smile toady?" He said with a bit of humour in his voice. His eyes looking very gently towards me. Im
very confused at this moment but not stupid. I was about to roll my eyes but didn't. I remembered what he could do with his friends.
I was about to leave but he said something else before I left.

"Fine keep being a bitch, it was my fault for trying to be nice anyway" he pushed me harshly causing me to fall before he left. His scent surrounding me in this small space.

I stood up and brushed the dust of me before leaving to. My ribs hurt from falling but I can deal with it. I rushed to my first class of the day so I'm not late. I have math which my least favourite subject.

The teachers assigned me lots of homework for not being here. But that was the least of my worries. I was a smart person so it wouldn't be hard catching up, though it will take time. But I'm even more afraid my dad will be drunk when I go home.

I started waking home on my crutches.
I also almost gave up on smiling, but I remembered smiling was my way of hiding my secrets. My smile was the key to my secrets so that know one will ever know.

I saw a car pull up beside me. I looked up and saw a middle aged man with very thin hair, his hairline in a M shape. He had wrinkles by his eyes and mouth. He was looking at me from the window. I tried smiling at him but I had no energy so I couldn't.

"Why don't you get in the car beautiful." He slurred that's when I noticed he was drunk and that immediately intimidated me. I couldn't run away either but I tried my best. He got out of his car and was following me, he caught up to me and started pushing me into his car. My breathing quickened and I could feel my heart racing in my ears I was trying my best to push him away I even tried hitting him with my crutches but it didn't affect him the least bit. I barely had any energy anyways. I was going to scream. I couldn't do it though, my throat felt closed and dry because I don't talk.

I felt him being pushed off me. I couldn't see the person that pushed him of me because I started limping away as fast as I could. I felt a pair of strong muscular arms carrying me. I started kicking and hitting him as much as I could with the injuries I had. Then I felt it a sharp pain in my ribs. I gasped for air I felt like I was being chocked. Tears started filling my eyes.

"Ella what's wrong?" I looked up and saw a panicked Liam why would he care. That was the last thing on my mind though. I tried taking deep breaths slowing in and out. I was still in terrible pain, but I could actually breath now. He looked relieved.

"You-re probab-l-ly wondering why I ca-r-re" Liam said. but I couldn't believe it, the big bad Liam Payne was stuttering in front of me.

"Well I don't." he said this time with much more confidence and he didn't stutter.

"But I couldn't let you get raped because that just wrong." He told me firmly an angered expression taking over.

Yeah because beating a girl is not wrong(notice the sarcasm).

Once the pain in my ribs wasn't as bad I started walking home again.

"See you tomorrow." Liam said and I rolled my eyes right there. My face was turned to him so he couldn't see that.

I arrived home and walked in to the smell of alcohol. I scrunched my nose in disgust. But then I saw my dad sprawled across the small couch looking at me his eyes sparkling with mystery.

"Took you long enough. Time to have some fun!" He said with a evil smirk.

Long chapter guys hope you enjoyed not edited again:)