Adopted By One Direction [Completed]

Ch.6

Lili's POV :

Tiger and I made our way to the kitchen. This place is big. I love it. Even if it has only been a day.

The kitchen was about twenty-three feet wide. It had dimond shaped tiles that were like green. Each tile had a black outline. The walls had lots of pictures of the boys. They were light baby blue. With little dots of gray you could hardly see.  The counter was very high. It had a marble gray counter top. With oak legs and draws. The stools could spin.

"You look pretty. " Louis smiled. Tiger blushed. Louis was obviously her favorite.

I sat down as far away from them, as the counter would let me. I don't like pizza. Too many memories come rushing back. I don't know why. It's kinda like a trigger thing, I guess.

They gave me a meat lovers peice. But I don't eat. I listen to them talk instead. They all tell Tiger how cute she is.

I turn my attention to Niall. I watched him shove an entire pizza in his mouth. My look turned to one that showed I was weirded out.  Niall stopped.

"At least i eat." He said with his mouth full.

"Why aren't you eating?" Harry asked. I just looked at my plate. Tiger turned the attention towards her by saying,

"She has not ate in a week. She has lost three pounds." My little sister held up three fingers.  I rolled my eyes.

Everyone turned towards me. I was angry. At Tiger. I don't know why I don't eat.

Well I kinda do but......

I only don't eat because I give my food to other kids. They can't go hungry. It's like, in my book of rules for myself.  I like food, just, after a while of not eating a lot I can't suddenly eat a lot.

"Pwease eat." Tiger made puppy dog eyes. I can't resist that face.

"Come on, Lili.  It's just pizza." Liam spoke and I looked at him through my eyelashes. 

Something snapped. I wish we weren't adopted. On the first day I should give them a chance. But after two days, I hate them.

"N-no." I snapped. They all stared at me in shock. I grabbed my diary. I can't take this. So I ran to the bath room. I don't know why this always happens. Sometimes I freak out over nothing.

My second day. And I already hate this place. New record.

I slammed the door, an locked it. I want my mom. I don't care if she is dead. She might be alive though. Wich knowing that helps me hang on to a little hope.

I want my real family.  I want my mom, and Tiger.  I don't want to live with five boys. 

Why was I so happy to go with them just two days ago?  Why did it seem like a good idea to live with people who I knew would question everything I do?

I don't know what to think.  I really don't hate them, I think I just don't wanna be forced into anything.  Maybe I should grow up.

I sit against the door. Writing in my diary.

Monday, June 1
Dear diary.

It's only my 2nd day here. I feel like I won't like it here as much as Tiger.  I'm really conflicted right now.

I hate that.  Why can't I control myself? Lashing out at people who did nothing? Just because I don't want to eat pizza?

Well I'm sorry.  It brings back memories of when I was happy.  I remember when we would order pizza on those days Dad was in a really good mood.

Tiger wouldn't remember.

Did my dad do what he did because of me? Am I the reason that Mom really left? I'd understand if she really hated me.

I hate myself, too.

I'm such a mess up. I'm a drama queen. I'm a worthless piece of trash. Maybe I deserve all the cuts I'm gonna give myself today.

Love,
Lili

I put my diary under the sink. It was hidden between two rolls of toilet paper. That's the best I could do.

Imedietly, I grab the screw driver in the cupboard. It's sharp. Very sharp. I sat down.

My back against the door. I thought I could do this.  I thought I was able to be good for a week.

I took a deep breath. This is happening. And I can't run away from it. This is now my life.

I made four cuts. Two on each ankles. It hurt. I just cried. My cuts bled alot. For an hour. Just this happened. If only I could stay longer. But Liam need to use the bathroom. Man, a girl can't pee in peace.

So I cleaned up, and went to my room. Tired. And hurt.

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Liam' s POV:

I walked into the bathroom. Remembering to lock the door. I stood still. Letting my mind wander . What does Lili like about it in here?

Then I realized that she has a diary. She never left with it. I'm going to figure out why she's mad. To help her.

Well, no. This is wrong. No matter the reason. But....

It only took me ten minutes to find it. She didn't hide it well. So I hesitated. Should I? Yes. So I can help her.

I read the most recent one. And she wrote it. Today. I read the page Twice. What?! I couldn't believe it.

It took me like infinity to process it. I knew it was only seconds though.

She thinks we don't love her. But we do care about her. All she wants is love. And I'll give it to her.

First, I have to tell Niall.  The boy seems to care a lot about her.  He'll know what to do.