Keep Moving Forward (Louis Tomlinson)

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NOELLY'S PROV

I was tired and fustrated. I didn't know what to do. I was devastated. No one can help me . People always says 'Hi!' . But the next day , 'Who are you?' or 'Do I know you?' . Music is the only escape for me.

"Bitch! Get down here!" here is the devil. Meet my step-dad , James. He loves , LOVES  to get drunk and never ever come back home while sobering. He is the one who brought all the suffering into my life. He abuses me . Physically. My mom, well i have nothing to say to her. She has done nothing to make James stop himself from hurting me. She sits there and pretended that nothing was going on.

"Do you have legs? Get your ass up by yourself monster!" i sassed back.

I am Noelly Anderson. I am 19 years old . I am currently staying in London but i was born in Doncaster.  I am the only child. My dad died when i was 16 due to a heart attack . I have a job in a sweet bakery down the streets . I love Demi Lovato and One Direction. I don't have a memeber of them cause that would be sad :(

"Don't you ever talk to me like that! You don't have the right!" he shouted angrily . I heard his thumping footsteps on the stair while he was walking up. My heart was racing furiously.

I was finding a way to escape. I was really devasted. I can't stand all of his abusing. I pushed my closest . It was not a walking -in closest so for a girl like me , i can handle it by pushing. I pushed it and blocked the door. Pounding on the door made me cringe.

"Get out you slut! You are worthless! " He yelled while laughing evily.

I rushed over to my gym bag and put in all my items in it. I am 19 and i have a right to move out. I had money to spent for the next few days and i could still continue with my job. I packed up all of my things faster and zipped up my bag after putting my money , phone and passport. You never know what could come in handy. It was getting dark outside. But i didn't care.

My window was opened and i was just leaving in a first floor apartment.The pounding caused my door to be cracked into half and i could see James trying to get through. I sang softly to myself to calm myself.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 02, 2014 ⏰

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