/N:- Based on my story. Please no judgemental comments. I hope this story goes well. I would appreciate it if you could vote or comment. :) Thank you. Enjoy it loves. x
Much love,
Addie.
Song of the chapter:- Heartbreak Girl by 5SOS.
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Flashback:
(Seven years young)
"Mommy! Daddy! Where are you going?" I asked curiously, looking at them about to walk out the door.
"We're going to the hospital, darling." My dad said as he looked down at me smiling.
"Why daddy?" I asked tilting my head slightly to the right in confusion.
He didn't answer. He just looked at me, smiled and said:
"Go to bed now. I'll see you tomorrow alright?" I nodded and he kissed my forehead.
He walked out the door with my mom. I heard the car engine turn on, signaling they were about to leave.
Why didn't dad answer my question? I was confused, but I brushed it off and hopped off to go to sleep.
Next morning:
I groaned as the morning light hit me. I stretched and yawned right before I got up to head to the bathroom. I brushed my teeth and washed up. Once I was done, I walked over to the kitchen where I ate breakfast. After that, I walked to the living room; to see my brother watching T.V. My brother is twelve years old; five years older than me in comparison. I joined in to watch cartoons, as we always do.
About two hours later, I heard my housemaid calling us to eat lunch. Me and my brother; Ashton, headed over to the kitchen. We got seated as my one other brother joined in for lunch; Theo. Theo is 16. My dad is in work in this time of the day. And also, my third brother is gone out. My third brother is Finn, he is 17 years old.
I noticed someone missing that wasn't in the kitched; my mother.
"Where's mum?" I asked them confusingly.
They stayed quiet. Last night I asked my dad something and he stayed quiet, now I ask them something and they stay quiet. I feel like their hiding something. I know it actually, They aren't acting the same as they always do, something is different; something is disturbing them. I guess that I shouldn't ask. We all took a seat and started our mean.
10 minutes later, I was done with my meal. I figured I'd go look for my mum in her room. I walked over to her room and looked around.
At one corner, I see her.
And my heart shattered into a million pieces.
I ran over to her.
"Mummy! Mummy! Why are you crying?!" I asked worringly. She was crying hardly while praying.
She shook her head in her hand sobbing uncontrolably.
At that moment, I noticed something was really wrong. My brothers aren't acting themselves and here I stand infront of my mother who is sobbing into her hands while praying.
"Mommy.."
She calmed down, Im guessing to prepare to tell me something. At that time, I was scared, I was worried. What am I about to hear?
"Diana.."
"Yes Mommy?"
"You know my baby, the one thats in my tummy?"
"Y-Yes" I responded histantly.
"Yesterday, me and you dad went to the hospital and I gave birth to that baby!" she said. But not in a enthusiastic way, I wondered why.
"REALLY MUMMY?!" I exclaimed. I was jumping all over the place. I waited for this moment all my life. I always wanted a baby sister/brother. I was so happy, I started to cry; from happiness. Iv'e never been so happy.
In that moment, I swear; I felt my life was complete. Even though I am young.
"Darling, but that baby isn't here." My mum said looking down.
"W-What? Where is the baby then mummy?" I asked in total confusion. My tears of happiness stopped.
"Up there." She said as she pointed up.
Once she said that, I knew what she meant. Once she said that, I broke into tears straight away. I started screaming and shouting. My mum started crying again, now even harder; Which I didn't know was possible.
I grabbed the expensive jug my mum baught two months ago, and slashed it onto the ground; representing how my heart as shattered. One of the glass pieces dug deep into my foot.
Knowing that scar, will stay forever. Knowing that scar; is a reminder of the worst day of my childhood.
That was the absolute worst day of my childhood
End of flashback.
Hi. Im Diana. Im currently thirteen. Six years older than I was in the flashback. I keep having many of those, the flashbacks. I don't know why. They just never seem to fade away, I guess memories don't fade away as much as you wish they could.
But you know whats the good thing about having overwhelming and horrible memories, It's that when you look back; they actually teach you something. The good memories teach you things too, but I never seemed to get good memories. Sometimes, I feel like im born for bad luck.
All these scars from my battle-wound, just makes me question everything.
I would like to tell you about my life now, I'm in depression, anxiety and society. I have an eating disorder. I am still being bullied. I harm my self. I'm suicidal.
You want to know how I turned out this way?
Maybe with the help of flashbaks and memories, yeah?
Maybe you wont be interested in my story, or maybe you will. But please keep reading so I could know.
And maybe so you could see how I found my savior?
Or maybe you could see how I recovered?
It took a lot of pain to recover but, sometimes; pain is relief. At least some warriors would know that.
I want to say maybe I'll write too much about one thing in this story but, dont be surprised. I over think way too much.
My name is Diana Blue and this is my story.
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A/N:- Hi. Well the flashbacks im going to put in this story is based on my story, but the rest isn't. My name is Addie but I put in Diana. (Directioners would know why) This is fan fiction, the love story in here isn't based on my story. The recorvery isn't based on my story either. I never recovered. Dont forget to vote. :)
Much love,
Addie. xx
