Let it Be //

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

A blood curdling scream burns it's way out of the back of my throat. My throat now being added to the long list of things in pain. As my father takes another swing to my face, I dodge him, loosing my balance and falling backwards down the carpeted stairs.

As my limp body reaches the bottom of the stairs, I cradle my arm tightly, tears burning my hot skin. I lean my back against the cold wall, begging for some sort of relief or comfort. My gaze wandered to my father, who was slowly making his way to me, a beer bottle firm in his grip and no sign of regret or guilt present upon his face.

Get up Andi.

Run.

My subconscious voice whipped loudly in my head. Without hesitation, I jump from the floor, sprinting towards the backdoor.

Nearly there, hope shutters through my body, but I come up short when my shoulder is being pulled back by a calloused hand. I scream once again, and fall back on the floor. A feeling of bravery washes over me as I pull back my leg, kicking my father right in the soft spot.

As fast as my injured body will allow me, I bolt up the steps, stumbling a few times along the way. Scattering my brain for the best option, I decide to hide out in the bathroom. It being the only room with a lock on the inside and a window.

Hearing my father curse in frustration, I snap out of my slight day dream and sprint down the hall, gripping the wall for some sense of support.

"I'm coming for you, Andi." My father coo's mockingly from his new position at the top of the stair case.

Stupidly, I turn around, our eyes connect for a brief moment. Pure evil filling his grey, glass eyes. Before I have time to catch my breath, he's racing down the hall- coming straight for me.

I finally come to my senses and lunge myself into the bathroom, slamming the door and locking it. The clicking of the lock sounding of angels singing.

Nearly gasping for air, I take a few steps backwards.

"Dammit Andi! This isn't fucking over!" I hear him shout through the bathroom door. He slams his fist against the door a few times, obviously unable to break the hold of the lock. To myself, I thank Jesus for a dead-bolt.

Soon, my vision is doubled and my head is spinning.

"You're a stupid piece of shit Andi! You'll go to Hell!"

Tripping, I fall backwards into the bathtub, hitting my head against the facet. Screaming, I grip my head, falling into a deep unconscious state, with the harsh words of my father replaying thereself in my nightmare.

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A/N-

So, this novel started out as a 1D fan fiction and I have made the decision to change it to a teen fiction. I love Harry to death and alway will, but I love this story and want to expand it to a wider audience that more people can enjoy. (: I hope you guys like this.

<< Also, I posted a picture of Shelley Hennig (idk if that's how you spell her last name) anyways, she is the perfect person for the part of Andi! She plays in Teen Wolf and she is just hshajjajsbdbsja #wcw >>

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