Darcy's P.O.V
"DARCY!" mum yelled from the kitchen. "Y-yeah" I squeaked. "Why isn't there any milk left?" she growled. "Umm I made myself a milkshake" I stumbled a bit with my words. I was terrified. When mum got angry she meant it. I bet she'll slap me I thought. What a guess. She slapped me right across my cheek. "You worthless girl!" she shouted. "I-I-I I'm s-sorry" I said softly, close to tears. I don't know what stopped me from bursting, I guess it was the thought of getting into more trouble. I couldn't take it any longer. I ran to my room and burst. "Why me" I cried between sobs. "I just wanted a milkshake, and this happens" I screamed it this time. I was sick of life, but I couldn't cut or suicide. I'm to much of a wimp for that. I turned some music on to ease my pain. The song was She's Not Afraid by One Direction. I love that song it makes me feel happy and I can listen to my 5 favourite voices in the world. I love all the guys, but there's just something about Niall that makes me love him that little bit more.
*2 hours later*
2 hours of Take Me Home. It was great, but I still feel hurt. I look in the mirror. I'm a mess. There's a big red mark the shape of a hand on my cheek. I gently touch it to see if it's actually there. "Ow!" I cry in pain. It's real.
I'm not hungry, so I lie on my bed for a while and drift off into a deep sleep.
Awww poor Darcy:( What will she do? Wait for the next update to find out what happens.
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Taken by Chance
FanfictionHave you ever felt unwanted? Or maybe you haven't lived up to everyone else's expectations? Well, I have. Darcy Red is an 18 year old girl, who, as a child was abused by her parents, and still is. Darcy gets a lot of hate on Twitter for no reason. S...
