LIAM'S POV.
"Get out!" shouted my dad, "just get out Liam. Iv'e had enough, I want nothing more to do with you ,you're a useless good for nothing bastard!" And with that he slammed the door. I walked through the dark roads scared for my life, I had nowhere to go. After wandering about for two hours I finally found rest in an alleyway. I fell asleep just after crying my eyes out, my dad was an alcoholist, never kept his jobs and he always hit me. I remember thinking about when we were all a happy family, me mum, and my dad. But I was smart enough to know my family was over a long time ago. Just for a moment I pictured dad running towards me, arms oustretched telling me how stupid he had been and how sorry he is. But then all the memories came flooding back, he hates me and he always will, he had made that pretty clear.
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A/N : SORRY I HAVE TO RUSH THIS BUT THANKS FOR READING.
THIS IS MY FIRST STORY ON WATTPAD. PICTURE OF LIAM ON THE
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