Living With The One I Hate (A Harry Styles / 1D Fan fiction)(EDITING)

Chapter 04

Helloo, it's Ghida again. Hey to anyone who's reading my story. Oh, nobody. I'm writing to myself. Yay!! haha :P 

So, this chapter is dedicated to 1dloverwhoeatscarrots for the amazing cover to the side.

 Hope you'll enjoy the chapter.

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*Rewritten*

Chapter four

*Elena's POV*

It was really dark, to the point where I thought I have gone blind. Darkness surrounded me from every part of the room and I was scared. Where the hell am I?

Suddenly, I heard the sound of a door being opened  then closed.

“Honey, I’m home!” the voice exclaimed. That voice was so familiar, I knew that voice and I’m sure of it.

All of a sudden, the room was lit and two figures appeared in front of me. The man was hugging the woman and there were two kids right beside them.

Then, it hit me. Those were my parents and the voice was my father’s. We were a small happy family, living our life peacefully. I was about to walk to them, hug them, tell them how much I missed them. But, everything disappeared and there appeared two cars crashed into each other. And beside those two cars were my parent’s body, cold and humid.I stood there trying to move, but my legs were attached to the ground. And from behind the tree appeared a woman, a woman covered with blood and a knife in her hand. This woman was Anne.

Her laugh echoed and it was all I could hear. She approached me holding the knife still in her hand.

“Oh poor little Elena, her parents left her because she’s such a b*tch, and irresponsible b*tch that nobody loves,” she laughed mockingly.

“Not right,” I bit my tears back.

“Yes, it is right. Try and accept it, it makes your life a lot easier,” she said coming a little bit closer to me. “And since nobody loves you, I’ll try and make this easier for you,” she whispered in my ear and entered the knife straight into my stomach.

“No!” I whispered. “It can’t be happening.” I put my hand on the place where she entered the knife. It was getting hard to breath and I took a few steps backward away from Anne. Until I didn’t feel anything underneath my feet and realized I was falling into a dark hole.

“Noooo!” I screamed. It took me a few seconds to realize that it was only a nightmare and that none of it was real.

“Are you okay?” Gemma said once she peeked her head from the room’s door.  

“Yes, I was just having a bad dream.” About your mother trying to kill me, I added mentally.

“Oh! Before I forget, breakfast’s almost ready, would you like to join us?” she asked.

No, I wanted to say, but that would only mean that we wouldn’t have breakfast and be hungry until dinner’s up which was not much of a good idea

“Yeah sure, we’d be there right after I wake my siblings up,” I tried to force a smile on my lips, but failed.

“Then, we’ll be waiting for you,” she said.

“ No need to-” I cut myself up before I continued. “If that doesn’t bother you, can you wait for us?” I asked as an idea popped in my head.