Chapter 1- Calia Alexis (Picture on the side)
Hi. My name is Calia Alexis and I'm 18 years old. My birthday is March 28, 1994. My life sucks. At the age of 2, my dad was arrested for rape. And my mum, she couldn' care less about me. I could move to Canada and she'd be the one packing my bags. She abuses me when her boyfriends break up with her. Weird right? Usually the father beats the child up. Oh yeah, I cut. I'm anarexic. I have no choice.
The reason I'm still alive? 3 words. Niall James Horan. It's a love, hate relationship. But I couldn't leave him. he's never met me before, he doesn't know I exist. All day I do what a typical fangirl would, nothing. When I actually went to school, I locked myself in a stall all day. But I never went to school more than 1 day a week. My mum doesn't care.
I know I'm an adult, I could go off on my own. But where can I go? I don't have a job. People look at me as the depressed, anarexic girl. I used to be energetic. But once I held that razor to my wrist, sunshine went goodbye.
I'm not planning in going to college. I just graduated high school. What college would want and anarexic, depressed girl? Exactly.
I was laying on bed, staring at my posters, which my uncle bought me before he died. I also got his laptop. I logged onto twitter, where I'm a whole different person.
@craicdaddyweyhey: Good Morning @NiallOffical
I always tweet him everyday, hoping for a follow. I grabbed the $5 I found on the ground and slipped on my one direction shirt with PJ pants. I climbed out my window and down the tree. I never go past my mum. Last time I talked to her was 2 months ago. I walked into the store and grabbed grapes but was stopped by a girl.
"You like One Direction too?" she squealed. I looked at her shirt and saw she had the same shirt. I nodded my head. She looked around my age.
"What's your name?" she asked me.
"C-Cal-lia" I stuttered. Gimme some slack, I haven't talked in 2 months.
"Oh. I'm Savannah!" she smiled. Se extended her hand and I shook it. She smiled even more.
"So we should be like, best friends."My eyes almost popped out of my head, I've never had a best friend honestly. But before I could process what I was doing, I nodded my head.
"Where do you live? Maybe we could hang out?" Wait...My mum.. could we sneak in? My mum wouldn't care right? I paid for the grapes and we headed to the house. She walked to the door but I walked over to the tree. She looked at me confused.
"Oh um, it easier to get to my room, instead of walking up stairs, ya know?" I said. She nodded and giggled. I shoved the grapes in my pocket and began to climb, as so did she.
When we got to my room I plopped on my bed and pulled out my laptop.
"So how old are you?" Savannah asked, looking at my posters.
"18" I said logging onto twitter.
"Same!" she squealed. I smiled and she smiled back.
"No Way! Your craicdaddyweyhey? Your my favorite account!" she squealed.
"Really?" my eyes popped out of my head.
"Yes!" she squealed while I laughed.
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My Superhero
Fanfikce"Hello." A familiar Irish accent spoke. I turned around and was lost in the blue eyes. "H-Hi" I said looking down. "What's your name love?" He said as I took out my CD I had for him to sign. "Cal-lia." He smiled as he took the CD but saw my wrist...
