One Direction And Zayn One Shots

Help Me ~ Liam.

"GET UP AND CLEAN THIS GLASS UP YOU USELESS CHILD" My stepdad yelled kicking me in the ribs one last time, I stood up stumbling to the side in pain, I wiped the tears off my cheek whilst bending down to pick up the broken glass from my dads beer bottles.. that he attempted to throw at me. My stepdad has been like this pretty much my whole life.. he already got rid of mum.. she couldn't take it anymore. She commited suicide a few years ago.. my stepdad was too hard on her. I guess worse than he is on me.. of course I've considered suicide.. but I'm not letting him get away with it so easily.. over the years his abusive behaviour has gotten worse.. last week I was so close to telling somebody.. but I couldn't his words repeated over and over in my mind..

"Tell anyone and I will kill you"

I've never actually met my real dad.. he got scared when my mum told him she was pregnant and kind of.. disappeared. And thats when.. well she found doug. My stepdad.

I sighed heavily throwing the peices of glass into the bin, I walked passed the lounge room to see my stepdad asleep on the couch. Finally.. I'm left alone..
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I grabbed my razor out of my draws and sat in the bathroom,

Im useless

Ugly

No one loves me

The words repeated over and over in my mind as I watched the blood drip out off the new cuts on my wrists and thighs.. I know cutting is bad. But it helps to take the pain away and make me feel at ease.

I soaked my arms under the cold water.. I winced as the stinging sensation started.
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I put on a long sleeved jumper to cover up my cuts and bruises before I left for school, I grabbed my bag and my phone before making my way out to walk to school. School isn't that far from my house. This might sound weird.. but I actually enjoy school it's the only place I feel safe.. the only place I can go to escape his torture. It was already half way through senior year..

*In Class*

I stared out the window day dreaming.. Not listening to a word the teacher said.. although I never really listen. I looked back as I felt a tap on my shoulder,

"Hey, are you ok? You look.. I dont know, shaken up?" A guy asked.

Well yeah.. wouldn't you be if you had a stepdad that beats you to death..

"Nah, I'm ok" I faked a smile..

I stared into his beautiful brown eyes. How have I never noticed him before? He sounds British.

"Excuse me? Liam! (Y/N)! Stop talking while I'm taking. Detention both of you!" Mr. Banks shouted, I shot my head back to face the front. Shit. Shit. Shit. I'm going to get a good beating after school today.
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"Are you sure your ok? You look scared" Liam asked. Liam? That was his name right..

"Im fine.." I said not even looking at him. Detention was so boring. It was just me, Liam and Mr. Banks.

"Hey. Are you new here?" I asked trying to change the subject..

"Yeah, I transferred her a couple of weeks ago from England" He told me as a comforting smile appeared on his face,

"Oh cool Liam right?" I asked,

"Yeah and your (Y/N).. pretty name" He told me. Making me blush. Stop it (Y/N) your life is too messed up for a boyfriend.