Buzz went the alarm. Last night was awesome, cheerfull. We did lots of fun. I never had so much fun back home at one time. I got hapiness in installments. I was just so sad there, but here I wake up each morning knowing that days will not be as sad as back home.
There are people who take care of me. Treat me like princess, call me by my nickname which shows their care towards me.
I brushed my teeth and I was walking towards the kitchen. I saw somone sitting in boxers at the kitchen table, he was Harry. The rest of the boys were in Zayn's room.
"Zayn, tell your best friend to wear clothes. I am not used to boys sitting half naked in kitchen." I shouted.
Harry got up, he came near me and whispered, "And I am not used to girls running naked." He winked.
I was shocked. How could he say that? Atleast he did not said it loud. "Shushhh, will you stop that?? You promised me that you will not tell anybody." I whispered.
"I am not telling anybody." He smiled. What a smile, which showed his dimples.
Just then I heard my phone. I went to receive it. Mom calling. I picked up hoping that everything is alright. "Hello, mummy?? What happen?? Why on earth are you crying??" I said knowing that something happened which I was fearing.
They are fighting again. They were abusing and yelling at each. I wanted to go. I had tears in my eyes. Harry and Zayn noticed it. "Stop.. Please stop. Why are you both doing this. Think about my brother." I cried and went out.
After few minutes, they stoped. But I was still crying. I went inside, every body were worried.
"Cheeku, what happen baby?? Why are you crying?? Is everything all right??" Asked Zayn. As soon as he asked me, I could not control my tears. I hugged him and cried. I needed a support, a care, a hand that never leaves me, but this was hard to find in my case. I always got hapiness in installments. Whenever I was happy, I feared that I would be sad again.
"Cheeku, please tell us why are you crying?? Please." Harry begged. By the time all the boys were in the living room with us.
I started. "I was born in a joint family, but my grandparents did not like my mother. They used to tell wrong about my mother to my father. My father being an obedient son, listened to them and followed them blindly. He used to beat my mother. My brother and I growed up and we shifted to first floor of our home. Eventually the fights become less but more tragic. My father stoped to beat my mother, but the fights are awful and sad. My brother and I had cried a lot each time. The fights never came to an end and are still going. I saw my parents like this since I gained sense. I tried to distract myself into studies and came here to be away from the happenings--" I was nit finished but then Louis interrupted, "Are you not running away from the situation?? You should face it?? Did you ever thought how your brother must be feeling??" He asked.
"--I am not running away, I was in depression for 3 months before coming here. The doctor advised my father not to fight or send me away or I will be in severe depression. I was not willing to came here, but my family insisted so I came here. My brother lives in hostel in the same city. He comes to the house on weekends or holidays. So this is my whole story. Now you all know me." I said sobbing.
All were in deep shock as I was still crying. I got up and went to my room. I never shared anything with anybody. But today I did, I felt relaxed but I could not control my crying.
I locked my room. I am sobbing. Sobbing like my tears are going to end. They are not. Tears will never leave my eyes.
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FanfictionShe was a mystery. She had a dark life before coming to London, but as soon as She meets the boys she is back with life again. Here is a fanfiction dedicated to the One and The only ONE DIRECTION! ENJOY!