Sing to me

Chapter 4

      Gah I know I talk alot . I'm going to make sure this chapter is long and in this chapter there is going to be some violence If you don't like violence I reccomend skipping this chapter.

"H-hey mom" I was shaking alot.

"Hey, you should probably tell your boyfriend to leave, I would like you to come inside alone"

I knew what that meant. She was going to "Talk" with me Physically.

"L-louis you should go.."

"Dani, I'm sorry I -" I interrupted him

"Just go, please." There where tears rolling down my cheek. He thinks they are from him, but its not. He drove away and my mother lead me inside.

"What the hell was that?! I didn't raise my daughter to be making out with a guy in a car!! What if I didn't see you? You probably would've went farther then just making out wouldn't you , you slut!"

"I-I'm sorry, he made me."

"He made you?!? Now your lying to me!!"

"No mother, I'm not lying I had to kiss him or-"

"Now your talking back again?!?! Okay thats it"

   She went into the kitchen and got a cigarette. She lit the cigarette and walked towards me. She grabbed my hand harshy and put it out. She pressed the lit part of the cig on my arm. I let out a huge shriek as tears roll down my eyes. She put out the cig then she pushed me towards the table making me fall on it and shattering the glass. A glass shard went in my cheek. I slowly pulled it out and felt my cheek. There was blood slowly dripping from it. My mother stood there for while before punching me in the face. I fell to the floor and she kicked my waist over and over again. She finally stopped and walked off to who knows where. I was in so much pain I couldn't move. I just layed on the floor curled up shaking.                                 After a few hours of me laying there, I finally got the energy to get up and walk upstairs. I loved my mom, even though she does all this too me I love her. She was a good woman before my father died. Ever since then she has been getting drunk, and making alot of bad decisions. I know deep inside behind all that sadness she loves me too. Thats why I never just ran to the cops and told them. I walked around my empty room. I looked through my bag and picked up my phone. I had 3 texts from him

*Demi, I'm sorry about ally and I just let her kick you out*

*Can you come back over so we can practice , tomorrow is when we perform*

*Demi?!?!*

I totally forgot that tomorrow was the day we performed. I texted him back

*I'll be there in 30 minutes.*

   I looked in the small mirror I had on a wood table. Right under the cheek I had a small cut and I had a gash on my cheek. I lightly dabbed my cheek with the cloth to get the blood off. My dad was a doctor so I had some experience with stitching. I went to the room across the hall that mother keeps dads' stuff. I got his stitching tools and stiched my gash closed. I then went back to my room and applyed makeup over my bruise and stitch. When I lift up my shirt to undress I saw a bruise as big as an apple on my waist. I had no makeup left to cover it so I just put on a plain black shirt. I pulled off my skirt and put on some sweats. I didn't mind I was wearing clothes people would normally wear at home. I grabbed my bag and guitar and walked towards Nialls' house. I knocked on his front door and my luck, his brother answered.

"Hey demi"

"louis.."

"I'm sorry again."

"Wheres Niall?"