why am I alive? just why? as I walk throng the school corridors, new student with four of them with tattoo's covering them but one of them had no tattoos who looked like an angel and I was on my way to rehearsals for the end of show. They snuck in and listened to me sing 'wings' by little mix. My bleached hair glistened in the school hall's light and when I went to leave, they left. I walked on my own and when I got home, my parents abused me so bad. The boys followed me home, when I let out a blood cuddling scream and they ran in to see me limping to them with a broken arm and cuts everywhere. My lip got busted up really bad when they took me to Louis with my bags packed and his mom patched me up.
I stayed in the spare room for the time being and Louis said ''why would they do that to her? she seems so nice..'' then Niall said ''..and pretty''. The boys were staying at Louis for the night and Niall sunk into the spare room where I was asleep and left a note for me. The next day, we left for school and everyone was staring at me because of my plastered arm and busted lip. We went into the school hall and they helped me get my proformance up to a good standered. We went to our english class but saw my sister who said ''mom wants the baby dead'' and we just went to our class. We sat at the back of the class and Niall wispered '' your pregnant?''. I nodded and worked. After class, he hugged me and said ''at least your parents won't hurt you''.
