Is This a Dream? ~Harry Styles Fanfiction~

Forgotten Tears of Pain ~Why Father?~

A/N: KEEP IN MIND THIS IS A COUPLE HOURS EARLIER THAN WHEN SHE SAW THE "Curly Haired Boy"

*a couple hours earlier*

-Serenity's POV-

"Honey, here take this, remember?"

The woman looks at me handing me a picture of a man it was faded but I could distinguish certain features he had dark green eyes and slightly curly hair he was young standing next to the woman handing me the picture.

"No.I don't"

She looks at me tears circling around her eyes "It-It's your father"

"I'm sorry"

She nods and hands me another it was him again but I saw a younger girl she looked Identical to me brunette hair, violet eyes it-it was me...This was my fathering I think I examine the picture and he was trying to peck the little girls-my lips he seemed happy too happy but I was crying....

"Haha that moment was so funny..you crying and all that daddy wanted was a kiss"

It hit me I knew who this man was, no doubt he was my father-but 

"Woman-Mother get out." I say my face turning hot

"Sweetie, what's wrong?"

"GET OUT YOU LITTLE BITCH HOW DARE YOU SHOW ME THIS I REMEMBER EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THIS MAN WHO ARE YOU? GET OUT!" I saw ripping the wires and needles connected to me.

"I don't know what your talking about?" He says crying

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?! YOU KNOW EVERYTHING!"

I shout with all my might I slowly get close to this woman faces inches apart

I whisper-Shout and grab her by her shoulders shaking her with all the strength I have

"HE HURT ME!"

"Se-Security" she screams

I slam the door and kneel down near the door as the Hospital officers make there way to my "Mother"

"She-she's going crazy I was showing her pictures of her and father and she just lost her mind telling me ridiculous stories about how he apparently hurt her!" She cries as she says that.

"Mam, don't worry she is having trauma memories it's normal for the worst experiences to come back than the good ones I just suggest to not visit her for a couple hours and we will get someone to talk to her "

"Excuse me! But I'm pretty sure those statements are lies her father never Layed a hand on that child! She-she's making it up" her voice cracks as she says it

"Please escort yourself out please, we will talk to her and clean up this matter."

"HE NEVER HURT YOU!" She shouts at the door and she runs of I stay in my position as I hear her steps fade away like dust...

The door creaks open

"Ms.Serenity?" A young woman with blonde bob cut hair and a white long shirt and a gray penny skirt says to me.

"Ye-yes" I turn to her sharply

"Is it true?"

"What?" I say gritting through my teeth

"That your father hurt you!"

"YES, EVERY SINGLE DAY HE HURT ME!" I scream and cry rocking back and forth...

"Okay, we will speak no further of this until tomorrow you need rest it's, late what I want you to do is write a poem about it keep it to yourself, it helps trust me."

She walks out of the room and shuts the door quietly.

"I take a paper and pen and slowly write the thoughts I have within me ...

-AUTHORS NOTE: THIS IS NOT MY POEM IT IS WRITTEN BY A GIRL NAMED DANIELLE AGAIN I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM I WANTED TO USE BECAUSE IT FIT WELL WITH THE MORAL OF THE Story-

I heard the footsteps coming and I knew this would be another long night 

And something inside me screamed this time it really isn't right 

The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel 

And each time he hit me I sat there and obeyed each and every rule 

I sat there blank faced and scared knowing that I couldn't cry 

For I knew what would happen if he saw the tears in my eyes

Each and every swing felt worse and worse 

And then all I wanted was to be dead in a hearse 

He got real close and whispered "Bitch I wish you weren't alive" 

And all I was thinking was you're right, I wish I wouldn't survive 

He threw against the wall then proceeded to pin me to the ground  

He hit me again, covered my mouth, not letting me make a sound

I started to struggle and tried to release myself of his forceful grip 

Then the next thing I heard was a loud, horrifying rip 

His hands were cold and I cringed at first touch 

I don't understand how a father could hate his daughter so much 

I froze and I couldn't believe that this was really going on 

I just kept looking at the clock wanting him to be gone

I tried so badly not to think of the sharp pain 

And this wasn't part of his usual game 

I closed my eyes wishing the time would just pass by 

And that next time I opened them I would be up in the sky 

He pushed harder and harder and excruciating pain was all I felt 

The next thing I heard was the unbuckling of his belt

Something happened inside of me that I can not explain 

I got this surge of energy and said "f you and your reign" 

Somehow, someway I got out just in time 

But what he had already done will never get out of my mind 

From then on my life has been forever changed 

It was like all I knew had been rearranged 

I hate him with everything I have in me and so much more 

And one day I want to end this war and never seem him before me...

My eyes crying like never before but I remember how my mother treated me too she tried to protect me but he hit her too. I remember only this from my life but why the worst? Where was he?

I don't know but I will find out......

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A/N: SO I FOUND A PLOT FOR MY STORY THANKS TO JHOCAROLYN AND FRIENDS THANKS GUYS!!! I DID NOT WRITE THE POEM JUST MAKING IT CLEAR...AND DRAMA, DRAMA TO COME OH HOW HAPPY I AM HAHA WELL UNTIL NEXT TIME ! -sorry for any mistakes feel free to point it out!

~Leslie