chapter twenty-one

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point of view Liam

there's a knock on my door Matt and Tessa went downstairs to play with their siblings I wanted to write my mother I open the door to see Louis he walks in and sits down on a chair "so you like soccer? what is your favorite team?" Louis asks "I like it but I never watched it" he says i played soccer too and we decided to watch it because I wanted to know what the best team is in my opinion I can do that with you too if you like and the best country.

"but that takes a lot of time watching every team and every country play full matches" I say "I know but I'll take that time, who's you favorite artist? you like to draw I heard from the unicorns, what is your favorite game?" that's the first time someone showed actual intrest in me, I say I don't have favorite artist and I never really played video games the older kids never let me he answers than we'll be playing every game you can play too to find your favorite game, this guy has too much time and is crazy for sure.

"do you want to talk about what happend?" Louis asks "you read my dairy there's everything you need to know" I know I sound mean but he read my dairy I get back I did but that are half stories I want to know the full stories if you want to tell me ofcourse, I look down doing my best trying not to cry I say I sweared I would never tell it in person so I got my dairy to talk for me he replies with sometimes it's better to tell the full story in your own voice.

"this conversation is over i'm done talking with you I hope you have a nice day" I say angry "I'm not done talking Liam" I say or you get out or I get out it's your choice sir, I walk out I know he isn't going to leave me alone even when I really want that I want to kill something they have an attic nice I open the ladder climb it and close the door this is a nice place a little small but it's dark good place to think about everything calm dark and no will find me easily.

I have some burns on my body how they got there simple every time my father of the guys were I stayed with or with out Niall got mad they make out their cigarettes on my body the first couple times it hurts but after a while you get used to it just like getting hit with things like belts, bare hands and everything else they cutted me a few times with glass or knives, Niall has nothing because I always protected him I got used as cleaner and personal slave a lot of times all to protect my brother.

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