Skin

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

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I just can't do this anymore, I'm exhausted. I am alone. I will always be alone. I can't even say I've been alive for 16 years, Considering I haven't really been living.

Living isn't being so physically and emotionally tired all the time that you end up not caring about anything. It isn't coming home and going straight to bed. It isn't being ignored and unappreciated by the few people you have. And it surely isn't destroying yourself slowly.

I just feel so empty inside all the fucking time.

I can't stop myself from rubbing my weak fingertips over the tiny scars that fill my wrists. They are there because of the monster that lives inside me. The monster that makes my heart weak and controls the nearly soulless body I have.

I scream. As loud as I can; then I wait.

Silence.

My aunt nor uncle awakes to check on me. Because they don't care. They don't acknowledge me ever. They just know me as the daughter of their drunken sister. Not Bella which is who I really am.

I don't have a mom and I don't have a dad. They are gone. Nobody told me how it happened but it's the reason why my life went so whack so fast.

I used to be the happiest kid. The happiest 12 year old living with the most carefree, loving parents but it all turned around for me. And the sad thing is I don't even know how; Or why. I don't know if they are dead or if they just left me. I'm not supposed to know. Everything's banned from me to hear about let alone understand. I'm clueless. And I can't life this way. I need answers. And I just need someone. Anyone..

I don't live in the bright colored two story house I used to. I don't even know how I got here to this fucking prison. All I know is I once, 4 years ago, I lost everything I ever had. And during these four years I've waited for my parents to come back, to realize that someone actually cares. Then it hit me. I won't see them again and nobody does give a shit or I wouldn't be here in a different household from what I'm used to. I wouldn't be living with crack heads and my life wouldn't continue to progress like this.

I imagine my death in my head over and over again and I honestly just wish something could come into my life to make me live again.

I've been drowning in my fucking mind and I just need someone to save me.

Before it's too late that is...

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Hey guys so sorry this chapter is short. I just wanted to get a really intriguing introduction without adding to many details :) I promise the other chapters will be longer! This IS a Niall Horan fanfic and I know you can't tell that so far but I promise it is!- (just keep reading to see everything else that happens ;) ) well!- I would appreciate it if I could get some votes reads and comments through the next few chapters because I Loovveee feedback! well thank you for reading this and stay ready for some more chapters!! Hope you like!!

~ haylee