Baby Doll// Niall Horan fanfic

Chapter 7~Better Being Unfound

Mercy:
That god damn høë.
"Yo guys I gotta go the rich äśs fückér wants me home." I tell them
"Tell that fückïng dumb höe to shut the fück up." Rosabel said and doing her classic drunken giggle.
"Sorry fam I should go." I tell them. I hug them all once more and Luke walks me out.
"We'll see you again right?" He asks.
"Of course Luke as much as that fückér thinks knows me, he doesn't know me as well as you do. And I'll never love him as much as I love you and the others." I tell him.

now let me get this straight. Me and Luke have been best friends ever since I can remember but we have always had a 'thing' but it couldn't happen because when I was purchased it would all be over. I didn't want to feel the pain I already felt enough of.... Anyways....

"I'm gonna miss you Mercy, it gets boring in the hood without you." He says.
"I'm going to miss you too, but I'll be back soon, ok?" I say. He nods his head and hugs me one last time before I left for who knows how long. He gives me a soft friendly kiss. And then I was left to walk in the night alone.

Niall~
She's been in there forever, what the fuck is she doing?
After an hour of her in the bathroom I grabbed the small pin to unlock the door, I open it up and the bathroom is empty.
The bïtch.
I text her to get her dumbäss home. Soon I hear the door open and close. I walk down stairs with my fist tightened.

"Where the hëłl were you?!" I yell at her.
"I went to see some old friends, why the fück do you care?!" She yells back.
"You're mine! I bought you and you follow my rules. I'm in charge."
"Do you know how füçked up that sounds!? You 'purchased' me! You don't care about me! You don't care how I'm treated! You care about yourself and your dumb 1 inch dįčk!"

Baby doll you know nothing! I feel my fist getting tighter my anger boiling, before I know what I'm doing my first comes and and hits her jaw. She falls back and grabs her face.

What did I just do?

"You fückįng jerk! Got to hëłl! I fückïng told you that you only care about yourself and not me! If no one has why would you be different! I fückïng hate you and you deserve to get your fückïng dîck chopped off!" She runs past me into the bedroom locking the door.

Mercy~
He hit me. It's not the pain of the impact that hurts it's everything that I'm feeling. And I don't even know what that it. I feel so lost. So abandoned. So hopeless. I bottled it all up and now It's fighting against me to get out but I need something to hold this demon in.
I run past him and into the bedroom locking the door. I run into the closet and go in the bag where I put my only thing that makes me happy. Vodka. I sit against the wall, wipe my tears and chug, feeling the satisfying burn in my throat. The world stops turning and I feel a slight happiness, a few minutes later the pain is back and I drink more and more and more and more till the light goes dark and my eyes are too heavy to hold. If I'm sleeping I hope to never wake up.

~RD