Fixing You, 1D Fanfic~

'Go Die!'

Maddi G's POV;

'GO DIE!'

Are the familiar words that rang in my ear..

'Your so stupid, and worthless. WHY WERE YOU BORN?! GO DIE!'

'GO DIE.' She repeated in my ear.

Miriam slapped me hard across the face again.

This happens every day- my life is a living nightmare. My parents die- Ow! Miriam kicked me in the gut.

Tears expanded from my puffy eyes and I sobbed loudly.

I'll tell you about my parents later.

'WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?!' I screamed.

'BECAUSE YOU'RE PARENTS ARE SELFISH BITCHES, AND SO ARE YOU!' Miriam yelled, grabbing my hair.

She dragged me along the ground and hit my head against the wall.

Ouch.

'Joanieeeeee. Get in here!' Miriam calls, oh no.

Speak of the devil..

Hahah get it? Cause Joanie is the devil? Yea no, ok.

Joanie walks in with a smirk on her face. Shit, I know that smirk..

'Yay! My favorite part of the day.' Joanie says through clenched teeth.

Here we go.

'Wait! Joanie!'

Wait what? Miriam stopping Joanie?! I don't think so..

'Don't go too hard, I've just given her a hard beating.' She says releasing my hair.

Joanie comes over to me and sits down in front of me.

'Want to play a game slut?' He asks.

Slut, whore, bitch and fuckey are my nicknames. She uses slut the most.

I stay still and don't move, but inside my bones are rattling.

'I SAID DO YOU WANT TO PLAY A GAME!' She screams.

I manage a nod and she smiles.

Joanie was fairly pretty in a way, but ugh her angry face was hell.

'I know what we can play..' She says.

All of a sudden her hand comes in contact with my face and my cheek starts to burn. I cry out in pain and clutch my right cheek.

I shoot her daggers and shuffle back.

She moves closer and a cold, hard look appears on her face.

Joanie was so awkward at times, she was sexually frustrated.

Sometimes I would hear moans coming from her room and empty lube packets in the bin.

Her other hand came in contact with my cheek again and she got up.

'We have guests coming tomorrow. You will be their maid and you must do what ever they say.' Miriam says as she walks in.

Guests? We usually do.. Who??

'W-who are they?' I manage, still cradling my cheek.

'Famous boy band One Direction. No fangirling, they hate it. And if you are caught talking to them, you get a slap for every word you say.' Joanie continues.

One Direction? I like a few of their songs, and they're pretty good looking.

Why here?

I'm not a complete crazed fan, but I like their music.

I nod my head and get up.

I turn to the door, but Miriam grabs my arm.

'Oh, by the way, you have to move out of you're room. Move to the shed. Pack now.' She says letting me go.

NO.

She cannot take away the bedroom.

NO WAY. That is my home!

Ever since my parents 'died in a car crash' I was left with aunt Miriam and Joanie. She was my step sister.

Miriam and my mum were really close, they grew up together.

They started abusing me because they thought I did it. Why would I kill my parents?! I love them so much.

I blinked several times to blink away the tears. I ran up to my room, and shoved things into my suitcase. I cleared out my wardrobe, and tore down my posters. I didn't have much stuff because Joanie is such a spoilt BRAT. I never get a fair share. I don't mind, I'm used to it.

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