I woke up panting with dried tears on my cheeks and new ones forming in my eyes.
It was pitch black in the room and I could only feel things. I felt myself on someones lap with my head on their chest. It felt comfortable to be in the presents of someone who will hold me and in a good way not a bad one.
But I didn’t feel safe in this persons lap and I didn’t know what to do. I will not let myself fall asleep again and go back into my past through my dreams and memories but I cant really call them dreams because dreams are supposed to be happy that was not happy it was a nightmare that I never want to enter again. I searched the room for a clock.
I spotted one that said 00:17am (12:17 am). I have all night to be up alone and I am very tired but I will not let myself sleep again tonight.
I would never even think about waking one of them up they would hurt me or worse. Boys are like that they don’t give a flying fuck about girls for real all they want to do is get them drunk and have sex with them then they move on to the next girl and do it again. Thats all guys care about is sex, drinking, and partying .
They could care less about loving a girl for real. I start to get more and more afraid just thinking about it and knowing I can do nothing to stop it.
I stood up from the lap I was sitting on and walked to the corner of the room far away from those freaking boys and sat down curling myself up into a little ball and dug my face into my knees and cried.
I wanted for someone to care about me, love me for who I am and accept that there is nothing that I can do to change my past. My thinking was stopped my the sound of blankets being moved.
The sound came from the couch. I didn’t bring my head up from my knees though. I then heard feet hit the ground and walk around the room a bit. I then heard the switch of the light and my crying stopped but I kept my head down. The person walked closer and closer and closer to me.
“Madison what are you doing over here” The voice rushed through my ears and it hurt like sirens were blasting right next to my face. I didn’t answer and then the person tried to pick me up and I realized it was Niall.
I kicked and hit him so that he would let me down but he wouldn’t let me go. He pulled me in closer and held me tight
“ PUT ME DOWN PLEASE STOP DON”T HURT ME JUST LET ME GO” I screamed the loudest I could but it wasn’t that loud.
I kept hitting and kicking him and pushing myself away and he soon set me down on the ground and I curled back up into that same position.
Then slowly all the other bastards in this freaking house started to wake up. Soon enough they were are crowded around me in a big circle and I hid my face waiting to be punished for waking them up.
“ What happened” a hushed voice came from in front of me but obviously wasn’t talking to me. “ I don’t know I just woke up and she was crying in the corner, I picked her up and she stared yelling at me to put her down and to not hurt her” another hushed voice said in front of me.
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