I was in bed, laying against Harry when the package came. Elijah and Louis were sitting across the room, playing a game, and the other boys were out. Paul brought it to Harry and I with a sad look. I look at the small package that's already been opened.
"Open it." Harry whispers in my ear. I nod and open the flaps of the small box. Inside is a ceramic angel, a small velvet box, and a crumpled note, the edges burnt. I pull out the beautiful angel. It has a light flowy pink dress, tinted gold wings, and long curly brown hair. Harry takes it and admires it. I pull out the box and gently open it. Inside is a chain necklace with a paper airplane on it. But under another layer is a diamond necklace. The diamonds having a very gentle pink tint. It was breath-taking. Then I pulled out the note. I immediately recognized the neat, curly writing. My mother's writing.
"Dear Roy,
My baby, these gifts were meant for your wedding day. The day I'd cry and look your love of your life in the eye and say, "care for my only child." And with how things are going, I don't think I'll even see your wedding. The angel was a gift from your grandmother, on. The day you were born. The paper airplane was to match Harry. I knew you two would bind if you ever met. And I knew Harry, my darling Roy. Harry was very close to me and you had met him once. When you were very little of course, but you met him. The diamond necklace was the necklace I wore to my prom, and I wanted you to wear it to yours, but I don't think you're going.
Sweetie, I know you draw. And not charcoal sketches. Actual cuts in your beautiful arms. I know you were very upset and broken. But Roy, you've made it past all that. I'm sure you're much happier now, away from your dickhead father. Roy, I love you I always will. Remember that. I must go... I love you Darling." I stifled a sob and his my face in Harry's chest. He put everything in the box and hugged me.
"Shhh." He whispered. I let out a low groan and tears streamed down my face.
"She knew she was going to die! She knew dad was going to kill her. She knew it, he knew it." I yelled into Harry. His chest fluttered and stopped moving. I heard him begin to cry softly.
"She didn't do anything! She didn't deserve to be killed."
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"Mom, MOMMY GET UP!" I screamed, she lay on the couch, motionless. Blood streaked across her arm. My father stood next to me, glaring down at my mother.
"SHE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! WHY'D YOU HIT HER YOU FUCKING MONSTER!" I screamed at him. He turned slowly and swung his arm across my face. A sting was left on my left cheek. A bruise was left after.
"I fucking hate you!" I screamed and ran out the front door intot he cold English rain. My hair stuck to me and I felt like barfing. I ran to the school gym that night, and stayed there.
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"H-h-harry, why?" I hug him tighter.
"I dunno, love. He killed her because," Harry choked and coughed, "Because he couldn't handle it."
"She knew I cut..." I sobbed. Harry tightened his arms around me. My heart felt as if he was torn into two and stabbed repeatedly.
"We're b-" I heard Niall start. Somebody slaps him and I curl into Harry, my breaths quick and choppy. I'm trying to stop crying, but it hurt.
"Harry, I love you." I whispered, closing my eyes to shut out the pain.
I woke up around 3:00 in the morning. I got up and walked to the balcony. I looked over the city, letting the cold breeze his my face. I couldn't do it any longer. I grabbed my backpack, my phone, a razor, water and left the hotel room.
"I love you guys." I whisper, walking faster to get out of the hotel. It was time for me to leave the nest. Or fall out of the nest I couldn't decide, but I was leaving to get away from the pain.
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HAYYY Ik, the last chapter was totally a filler. I couldn't figure out how to get to where I wanted to and I just thought of it :) What'd ya think? Im having fun :) I hate when I separate her from them though.... question of the chapter: which bromance would you like to be in a love triangle with? (peaceful, no fighting with you three) ;D probably Larry or Narry... Larry would be loving and Narry would be a fun sweet triangle xD lol I'm weird.
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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?
