Wish You Could See Me (N.H Fanfiction)

Chapter 1

Quote: "Everyone wants happiness, no one wants pain, but you can't make a rainbow without a little rain."

Brooke's POV
A cigarette sat in between my fingers as I inhaled the toxic flume that was now damaging my lungs, but I didn't care about myself anymore. I didn't care about anything that would happen to me. I'm already broken. What's the use of having happiness anymore?

I huffed out the black smoke that flew around the dusty air of my old house. I was sat against my cold wooden floor just staring at the ground, and thinking about my awful past. The past that led me to be broken. I never have experienced love before nor will I ever because I know what it leads to and I don't want to be put up with all that love shit everyone wants someday. Every time I think of it, it makes me want to throw up.

I clutched the cigarette even more in my dirty hands as I thought about that, but sometimes I wonder what it's like to be loved. I never experienced that in my life. I have to put up with an alcoholic father who's been abusing me since I was about 4 years old. My mom doesn't seem to care about my bruises and scars that cover my weak body every night either. I have this scar that runs from my neck all the way towards the middle of my chest because my dad tried to kill me. He's been in jail a bunch of times because of his alcohol problems and he a drug addict so that makes it even better for him doesn't it? But I guess it runs in the family. My uncles also known as my dad's brothers have also been put in jail for murder.

I turned my head towards the window to see little girls playing with a hula hoop and a sprinkler that's soaking their tiny little bodies as they giggle. I never got to be like that when I was younger, all I got was a knife to my face.

I sighed at the little girls and put the cigarette in the ashtray where the smoke dissolved into the tray.

I got up from floor and walked up to my bedroom, passing my dad and my mom arguing with each other in their room as usual. I plopped onto my bed and opened up my laptop and logged onto Twitter. I've been following this guy he's in a famous boy band his name is Niall Horan. He's really cute but I know that we would never be in a relationship because 1 I hate love and 2 he doesn't want to be in a relationship with someone like me.

My friend Carter showed me him on Twitter and ever since I've been retweeting and favoriting his tweets.

I got a text from her after I signed off of Twitter.

C: hey bitch! Let's go I'm outside waiting for you to go to school.

B: I'm skipping

C: hell no! Let's go now!

B: alright! alright give me a minute

I sighed and locked my iPhone slipping it into the back of my jean shorts.
I grabbed a jacket and my black backpack before going downstairs and heading out the door to be greeted by Carter.

"It's about time!" She said her voice cheerful for a Monday morning.

"Whatever lets just get this day over with." I mumbled starting to walk to walk to school to go to my first class of the day.

"Why do you shut everyone out Brooke?" I know she already know the answer to this because every time she asks this, I always say the same thing.

"Because it's just what I do. I shut people out so don't take it personally." I replied quietly and continued walking.

Sorry if this update is bad!😁😁😁