ᴴᴱᴿᴼᴵᴺᴱ | l.gallagher

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the next few days at school were horrific, everywhere the three went, Katie got dragged a long. Her red hair always attracting males attention following a long with her pearly blue eyes that could catch a man's charm in a second.

She could have anyone in the entire school but she had to pick Liam, my liam, the Liam I've known since primary. Sure, I can't control his love life, he was free to do whatever he desired but, her being by their side 24/7 was enough. Even Noel was kind of pissed off how he never introduced her to him.

On Friday she hadn't seen any of Liam not in the morning or afternoon which was unusual since he had literally no other friends than I and Noel, well he had a couple more now according to Noel, one named 'guigsy' that's his nickname apparently and 'bonehead' both called Paul and then Tony just called Tony

the sound of shouting alarmed in her ears, this had been going on for an hour now. Britney had tried blocking it by writing but it didn't seem to work making her more frustrated, as she brought her hands up to the sides of her head trying to block it out as she shook uncontrollably squeezing her eyes in fear.

Curling up in a ball, as she leaned her back against her pink walls, her eyes beginning to ache from how tight she was squeezing them.

Usually when this would happen Liam would be there mainly he understood how she felt, he would usually take her out through the window and they would sit down somewhere, no drugs or alcohol just the two of them.

Her heart pounding out of her chest as the feeling of guilt washed over her for not doing anything to help the situation.

This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, it would occur again and again some more often than others.

She never talked to anybody about it because she thought they would point their finger and laugh or not be interested since it wasn't something that you talk about in a conversation.

Pushing her hair back in front of her face, she lifted her self up with the littlest bit of energy she had, walking down the wooden stairs, the screaming and sound of throwing things getting louder in her ear.

She thought if she could distract her father with something like someone's at the door, it would all stop. Her hands shaking as fast as they could as she regretted coming down in the first place.

All she wanted to do was scream and tell him to 'get the fuck out' but her mum wouldn't allow that and disagree with her, why she didn't know.

Her mother couldn't defend herself to her father since he was so stuck up they both knew that, but she tried to keep her dignity and self respect.

"Would you just snap out of it Drew!" Her mother shouted from the other room as the sound of glass shattering came from the living room.

Britneys anxiety blocking out the instinct chattering as she clenched her hand on the cold door knob gaining the confidence to walk in.

Suddenly the door shot open, making Britney react immediately slamming her back into the wall behind her, revealing her mothers face her skin looking like a white sheet of paper with dripping blood as her eyes were swelled up with slaty tears.

Completely ignoring her daughter as she walked passed her and out the door, leaving her and drew together, she twisted her ring on her finger out of nervousness looking down.

"Dad-" Her father watching her intently as a fierce expression covered his face.

Before she could finish her sentence a pulsing pain had come from the side of her face, his skinny fist now aimed for the side of her forehead his nail scratching deep into her skin leaving a deep cut that now bled.

She fell to the floor, slamming her head into the pillar on the stairs making Britney pass out blank. He instantly regretted what he did, as he cupped her face checking the blood.

He took a quick swig of his beer before throwing her on his shoulder and carrying her up to her bedroom, hoping her mother wouldn't find out about any of this...