Secrets (h.s)

Pain

Ella's pov

I can't believe a sweet guy like Luke was friends with those douches.

"He guys. This is Ella and no before you guys ask she is not my girlfriend." Luke said.

The guys kind of just stood there with there mouths open and I bet I looked the same.

"Um, yeah we know her." said Liam awkwardly.

Luke looked confused his eyebrows furrowed together.

"From school." Louis added.

"Oh. You guys go to the same school that's cool." Luke replied with a smile

Year really cool I thought sarcastically. All the boys were giving me dirty looks. Luke went in his room to get some song lyrics he wrote. Apparently he's in a band and he was working on a song and the guys help him with lyrics. To say I was surprised would be a understatement, I was really curious about what he wrote and how he sounds but I kept quiet.

"Wow. You fucking whore going after Luke now since you can get no guy at school. Your so fat and ugly I feel bad for Luke for having to look at you." Louis spit at me harshly.

Even though he said this to me so many times I felt like I've been slapped across the face. I will never be able to love a normal happy life or know the feeling of being free.

"Aww look she's crying." said Niall in a mocking baby voice.

"Wipe those pathetic tears before Luke come you worthless bitch." said Liam while punching my ribs which hurt like hell.

They're so stupid how do they expect me to stop crying when they're hurting me more by hitting me more, but to be honest there words hurt more than there hits. We could here Luke coming down the stairs and they told me to go to the washroom and wash my face which I did. I went straight to the room Luke told me to stay in after that now really not wanting to see there faces. I looked at myself in the full body length mirror. I truly was broken my eyes looked dull and broke exactly like the way I felt. I changed into a long oversized tee. I was laying just thinking of my life. My dad was probably looking for me and once he finds me he will probably kill me. I don't know what I did to deserve this life but I had to be strong. I looked down at my fat thighs and huge hips. I thought of cutting maybe it does help the pain that I feel inside. Maybe just maybe I will like the different type of pain the cuts give me. I went to the upstairs washroom which looked like the downstairs washroom but a bit bigger I found a razor and went back to my room. I broke the razor apart to the blade. I slowly cut lines on my thigh and hip thick blood rushing out. I cried as quietly as I could. It stings and hurts but it felt nice at the same time I did a total of 6 cuts on my thigh and 6 on my hip. 5 for the guys and 1 for my dad. I felt so guilty I always promise my mom I would be strong but I couldn't do it. I washed the blade and hid it under the mattress of the bed. I got some paper towels and put pressure on my thigh and hip to stop the bleeding. once it stopped I went to bed feeling extremely exhausted.

Louis' pov

"Why do you guys thinks she's staying here." I say on disgust.

"I think she got kicked out of her house" said Harry.

"Probably for being a slut and bringing new guys home everyday that whore" said Zayn.

"Who would want to have sex with her she's so ugly" Liam added

"Actually I would bang her she has some nice tits." said Niall shrugging.

The rest of us guys looked at him in disgust, then we left his house and went on with our lives.

Ella's pov

I put on a pair of sweats and a hoodie getting ready to go on a walk. I always liked walks. I felt a little bit free and made me feel sane. I left a note on the table for Luke just in case he would get worried. While I was walking I saw Niall. I turned around as fast as possible but he already saw me.

"Oi! Come here." he yelled.

I started running the opposite direction as fast as I could, big mistake. He caught up to me and tackled me by my hair to the ground.

" Don't you ever run away from me again!" Niall seethed.

He was obviously mad. I smiled at him the biggest sarcastic smile. My mom only told me to smile not a happy one.

"Your lucky I don't reply like physical punishment you bitch." he said

What the fuck he hit me so many times and now he says this. I swear these guys are going to be the death of me literally. Before he left he gave me a rough push to the ground. I thought he didn't like physical stuff. I fell in my left hip where my cuts were. It stings and I could feel the warm liquid seep through the materiel of my sweater and the blood coming out.

"Hah, I made you bleed." Niall looked proud at that.

It started bleeding more though. Why was it bleeding so much. I guess Niall was thinking the same thing because he was looking at the puddle of blood on my sweater eyebrows furrowed.

"Why the fuck is it bleeding so much." he asked more to himself than me.

I got up as fast as I could which wasn't a good idea because I felt dizzy and fell again. This time I slowly got up stop feeling a bit dizzy holding on my left hip. I didn't remember where Luke lived so I started walking to that playground.

"Where are you going?" I heard Niall ask after me.

I stopped walking scared he might laugh at me and call me names.

Nialler pov

She stopped once I talked. I felt a smirk tugging to my lips. Good she should listen to me. Once I came close to her she winced away. Was she really this scared? I couldn't help but feel the tiny bit of guilt my mom would be really disappointed if she was here, but she not she's back home in Ireland and I'm here in London with my stepdad. I looked at her left hip that had a pool of blood on it. I didn't push her that hard I don't know why she was bleeding so much. I genuinely felt bad for making her bleed so much.

"Luke's house is not that way it's the other way. Just keep waking straight, once you see a small bakery/Cafe turn left and you will now the way from there."

She looked extremely shocked at my some what kind gesture. I still spoke harshly to her but I felt bad even though I am a one of her biggest bullies. I still have a little bit of a heart left.

Ella's pov

I was surprised at Nialls some what kind gesture bet didn't hesitate to leave. Before he said that we had a couple moments of silence once he saw me wince his eyes softened a bit then he looked at the ground and his eyes got a bit glassy, but just as fast as that happened it left. Everyone has a story and maybe he thought of his which made him sad.

My hip started hurting a lot when I was close to the bakery. So I went in the bakery/Cafe it was small, cozy, and smelled like fresh bread coffee and herbs. I was about to sit down when I met eyes with a pair of cold hazel ones.

Dad.