Fear gripped my insides as Mrs. Camrynn drove Elijah and I to school. Everyone had hated me and my hair was now brown again. People know I'm Harry's little sister, I live with Elijah, my dad killed my only family, and I had nice clothes. Now people had alot more to hate me for.
"Bye." mrs. Camrynn said as we stepped out. A few kids stared at me weirdly and a couple boys smiled.
"Elijah, bro! Who's your friend!?" A boy named Connor smiled. I bit my lip gently and smiled at him.
"Roy...You remember her?" Elijah smiled, looking at me.
"Roy? Holy sh*t! You're so beautiful...." Connor looked me over. I shrugged and looked at Elijah who was watching Connor.
"Hey, sorry about your mum." Connor said softly.
"Thanks..." My voice came out soft, not harsh and menacing like it used to be. About 5 popular girls walked over. They looked at me with a glare.
"Elijah! Who's this?" Cara, a blonde girl with green eyes whines. I knew she was Elijah's girlfriend. He looked somewhat annoyed.
"That's Roy." He says. The girls gasp and Cara steps up to me. I can literally see the mascara in clumps on her eyes, and the foundation caked on.
"ROY? You're a fucking slut now! You went from pathetic to slut!" She laughs.
"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't realize you became a baker! You're pretty terrible one considering the shitty cake that you call your face." I snarled at her with a smirk. Her face looked sour and she looked to Elijah who was covering a laugh with Connor.
"Listen up, hoe. If you do anything with my boyfriend, I'll be coming after you." She threatens. I laugh.
"Well, bitch, you ain't gonna do anything! And Elijah sure as hell isn't either!" I reached for her eyelashes and pulled them off.
"Nice try, putting mascara on fake eye llashes. Honey, you got no tits, stop trying to stuff your bra, and if ur gonna threaten me, make sure it actually scares me." I threw her eyelash at her wide open mouth and stalked off. I then heard her scream at Elijah. I wanted to help him but fuck that. I walked to the bathroom and looked around, I always had a pocket knife with me so I pulled it out and cut. Quick and deep, and cleaned it. I pushed the door open and found Elijah up against the wall talking to a girl that had tried to be friends with me. She had long brown hair with blue on her bangs. Her name was Evon. She was popular but nice... Or well, she was to me. ? Whatever, I ignored Elijah and Evon's stares and walked to class.
About half way through class I was called to the principle's office. I say awkwardly in front of our fat princple, Mr. Cal.
"What's this about name calling before school?" He asked, glaring at me.
"Are you seriously causing me of this." I glared back. Your glare isn't shit. II've had a gun held to my face I thought bitterly.
"I know of what you're going trough but-"
"ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? YOU DO NOT! I HAD EVERY RIGHT TO TALK TO CARA THAT WAY! SHE'S BEEN TALKING LIKE THAT TO ME FOR YEARS! IN FACT EVERYONE HAS! AND YOU DIDN'T DO SHIT!" I rolled up my sleeve and showed him my cuts.
"This is what has become of me! This is what is happening on your campus!" I rolled up my other sleeve.
"I TRIED TO KILL MYSELF." I screech at him. Mr. Cal looks shocked but doesn't say anything. Hot tears gloss over my eyes.
"You don't know anything! You don't know what it's like to be abused mentally and physically, you don't know what it's like to have your own father kill you mother, and never meet your half sister. You don't know what it's like to be sent back to hell by the boy you love, or to live with a boy who you barely talk to! You don't know what it's like to step into an ice cold bath tub with blood running down your hands. You don't know what it's like to not have any family but a brother who's one of five of the most known faces on Earth! Don't tell me you know me." I say, wiping my nose and pushing out my chair. I throw open the door and run down the hall with tears streaming down my face. I walk into my class and ignore the rude stares and my teacher's blank face. I grab my backpack and as I'm about to leave I feel a hand grab me. I look to see Elijah holding my hand. I shake him off and run out. I run out past the front gates and into the city. No one knows me. Nobody ever will, and I don't need anyone.
***
Hours later, a car stops in front of me. I'm sitting in front of Starbucks, bawling my eyes out. I look at the car, inside is Eleanor. she gets out and picks me up and puts me in the car. She doesn't say anything on the drive to her house. All she can hear is my blubbering. We get to her house and she carries me into a nursery and puts me in a bed.
***
"Yeah, I've got her... K... Oh my gosh.... Oh, Harry... She-she-she couldn't have. You've got to take her back! You can't leave her at that hell hole... Oh I know... Please... K... Call you soon." Eleanor's voice is righ outside the room. I shoot up as she walks in.
"Sweetie, your principle called Harry and told him everything." She gently touches my arm. I shake her away.
"I don't care." I say, glaring.
"Diana...." I bite my lip to keep from cussing at her and from crying. My voice buzzes in my backpacks fm El reaches it for me. I answer it.
"Hello? Diana?" It's Elijah's voice.
"What." I say.
"Where are you? Are you okay?" He starts talking quickly.
"I'm at Eleanor's house. I'm not okay." His frantic voice soothes me.
"We'll be over... Or at least I will be." Elijah murmers. I hang up and look at El. She sighs and looks at her hands.
"Sweetie, I'm not supposed to tell anyone but I'm hoping it'll make you happy. I'm pregnant with Louis' baby." El says gently. My eyes widen and I hug her tightly.
***
"Diana!" Elijah runs in and hugs me tightly. I hug back and look in his eyes. He smiles a relieved smile and presses his lips to mine. Im in shock at first but then I kiss back.
"You're okay." He whispers, hugging me again.
"Fine." I murmer into his neck.
"Why'd you storm out like that? I was freaking out." He pulls away to look at me.
"I-I..." I look down and shrug. Eleanor walks in and smiles.
"Hi, Elijah, right?" Eleanor shakes his hand.
"Yes ma'am." He says.
"Well, what're we going to do with Diana..." Eleanor murmers. I pout and look at Eleanor.
"I wanna go back to Harry. I hate it here." I say. She frowns and sighs then walks out with her phone.
"Roy, you can't leave me." Elijah whispers desperately. I purse my lips and look down before kissing him hard.
"It's what's best."
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There, Im much more proud of his chapter than the last one. So I was sobbing writing this up until Elijah came after her because my dad was telling me that it was my fault that he couldn't relax :/ I hate my family, honestly. To me, my friends are what I'm living for. Nothing else, I wouldn't be here today without them so obviously Roy needed a best friend. Question of the chapter: Do you keep your friends or family closer? Friends. I love them all to death, I can't imagine life without my three best friends <33
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Diana
FanfictionRoy, was a teenage girl who's mother was killed by her alcoholic father. She runs away and meets her idols, but she isn't sure what to do and who to love. All she knows to do is "draw in her arms" with a knife. Can the boys help Roy?
