Zayns Pov
After telling her that she just stared at me with worried eyes
"Kelsey what's wrong"
"Zayn your leaving this place soon to start tour how can you change my life when you'll be gone" she frowned making me stay deep in thought
"You can come with me princess come with me on tour bring your little friend if you want too I can talk to management about it just please say yes" I say exited she giggles and nods
"It's fine with me as long as I'm away from my father" she whispers and i her forehead and grab a hold of her hand taking her back in the car I drive her home but she looks at me scared then back at the apartment I frown
"Please be safe get all the things you need ill pick you up tomorrow and you can live with me and the boys I don't want him hurting you anymore" I say with a frown and I kiss her bruised cheek she nods and leaves
Kelsey's pov
Once he kisses my bruised cheek I run inside and go up to my room making sure to be as quiet as possible so I don't wake up my drunk father in the living room I pack all my things and then my door flings open and I turn around to see my father looking at me and he grabs my arm and whispers in my ear
" You were great in bed last night " he says smirking
" We both now here what happened yesterday was rape you raped me father " I whisper and stare at him in the eyes
He pushed me to the ground and started beating me yelling at me he then grabs a knife from his pocket and tells me to stop moving so I listen because I'm frightened
" Lift your shirt " he growls
I start to cry and lift it up he starts to write on my stomach with the knife it hurts so much I start to feel dizzy minutes later I black out
"NEXT MORNING"
I wake up on the floor remembering last night I lift my shirt up to see what he wrote a tear rolls down my face when I see what he wrote
'Worthless bitch'
'Fat pig'
'Ugly'
I put my shirt back down and go to the bathroom to wash the dried blood off I look at myself in the mirror I start to cry how can someone as worthless as my be living I grab a knife and cut myself for every word everyone has ever called me fat, ugly, worthless, hoe, slut, bitch, etc.
I wash the blood and then go to my room and check my phone 20 missed calls from Zayn and 30 messages all those messages are saying
Are you ok
I'm worried
Are you awake
Did he hurt you
Answer me
Call me
I'm worried
Please answer your phone
ETC.
I smile and call him he answers almost emetietly
Zayn- hey Kelsey omg thank god I thought you would never call are you ok did he hurt you are you ready cause your leaving that house today Kelsey I thought you were dead for a second you scared the living poop out of me
He says in one whole breath
Me- I'm fine yes I'm ready and I know and no I'm not dead also breathe Zayn it's not the end of the world here
