Send It On (One Direction & Disney Fanfiction)

Selena's Story: Just Smile and The World Will Smile Along With You

Just smile and The World will smile along with you.........

Selena's P.O.V

"Mom! Mom!!" I cried, thinking my mom was still in the house. Where was she all this time?? My eyes started to tear up and my frown didn't seem like it was going anywhere any time soon. I ran up to the kitchen. but that was as far as I could go. I turned back, with my back up against the fridge; I felt more protected by doing this. "You DON'T TALK TO ME LIKE THAT!" Dad slapped me clean on the cheek. I turned my head to the sensation of pain tingling in my left cheek. I turned back slowly, crying harder the more I played the memory in my head. My frown started to wobble and I busted into tears, pushing him off and made my way upstairs and sobbed the whole way up. I ran down the hallway and opened my door, closing the door shut. I ran to my bed, and flopped down. The second I did, I cried for hours. 

   My mom doesn't know who she married in the first place. My first dad was loving and a great father and husband, Mom thought so, as well. But it all went downhill when they got into this huge fight about some chiz that I didn't understand. I knew the economy was tough and all. but what did it have to do with their divorce? And why did she and I had to end up with a bitch of a father who abuses people? She doesn't know that he does these things to me. I'm innocent for almost everything. I'm on Wizards Of Waverly Place for crying out loud! And HE won't even support me to do my best??

   I guess no one will understand my pain. But that's okay. One Day, I will get rid of everything and there will be no more Selena Gomez anymore to worry about. It was nice being with Jake T. Austin and David Henrie. First, we'll just see if this crap will die down and when Mom finds out he abused me, his life will be a living hell.

   I continued to cry intensely. I felt even sadder, pouring my emotions out more and more. It seemed like there was no hope for me. I heard a doorbell and instantly dried my tears, thinking it was Mom. I ran to the door, drying the rest of my tears and ran downstairs. I walked up to my mom, hugging her.

"Mom! I missed you so much!!" I closed my eyes thinking there was nowhere in the whole world a little girl would rather be than in her mother's arms. She had no idea what I've been through to see her loving, kind-hearted face again. "Please mom, promise anywhere you go, go with me. I love you!" I hugged her tighter. Mom seemed to be the only one befuddled by my actions. And Dad? I turned to the cold-hearted beast, now looking like SpongeBob who had just lost his spatula. 'Babe, I don't know a thing she's saying, maybe a bully is just giving her, a hard, difficult time." He walked up closer to her, whose look of confusion turned into a smile as he planted his lips upon hers. I could feel the chemistry between them, which I despise about their relationship.

   "It's okay, baby girl... I'll set up an appointment with the principal and solve this." He stooped down and rubbed against my arm. A sensation ran through my body and I jerked back, wanting to tell him off about touching me like that.

   "First of all," I started, creating a deep sharp piercing in my voice like I was standing up to a mean, bitchy girl who doesn't know who I really am. "I think I can handle things myself, thank you VERY MUCH!" my voice grew louder, almost yelling. I backed away, knowing for sure I let my feelings get the best of me.  There was nearly silence in the air, if it weren't for the T.V playing in the background.

   "Mom, I'm so sorry for raising my voice, it's just... ugh..." I stormed into my room again. Going through the same routine again, this time harder because Mom couldn't realize this guy was literally the devil trying to get me. Mom came into my room, with a mocha in her hand (she's OBSESSED with them).  "Baby what's wrong?" She sat down on my bed. The tension built up inside me, the more it did, the more I wanted to confess. "Mom," I whimpered, can't believe I'm even telling her this. This will break her heart more than it will ever break mine. Really, you should say that to someone who gives a crud...

"Dad's abusing me." I broke down in tears.

"Selena, when were you planning to tell me this?" Mom turned to me in guilt, then it all changed with her ending with, "Besides, I've never seen him lay a hand on you!" She exclaimed. "Selena, tell me are you lying so I can divorce your father?"

"A father wouldn't abuse his daughter and give her freakin' hell for nothing at all!" It was the first time I've ever cursed in front of my mom.

She blew a fuse. "Selena, you're grounded for a week for false claiming your father as an abuser. Now, don't leave this room until you've thought about what you've done." She walked up to the door, picking up the mocha she laid on my desk. She shut the door.

That's when I knew this was final.

Operation: Get Rid Of Selena Gomez is  go-go.

Until they came and changed my life...

(To Be Continued...)