Broken- Louis Tomlinson fanfiction

Chapter 1

Ember's POV

Why did these boxes have to be so heavy? I didn't even own that much stuff. I guess having a whole collection of books didn't help that. I climbed up the stairs of my new apartment building, holding a box of stuff I owned. I found my door and set the box in the living room with the rest of them. I huffed, I finally finished bringing up my stuff. The movers had helped me with the few furniture I owned and I was left with all the boxes. I shut my door, making sure it was locked before leaving to find my clothing. I looked through a more lighter box and found a few of the clothes I owned. I picked a pair of sweat pants and a long sleve. I left my hair down and found my bedroom.

The bedroom was not to small. The walls where white and plain along with a small closet attached to the wall. It was pretty early to be sleeping, but I was tired from the past few days. It hasn't been easy.

I grabbed my big duvet and feathered pillow, and made my way into my bedroom. I collapsed on my bed and got comfortable with my blankets. I couldn't seem to get my mind off of the past weeks. Its been pretty rough.

I was only 19. How dumb could I be? I was very dumb. I was a stupid teenager, I thought I was in love. But I was wrong. How stupid could I be to get married at 19? I thought I was ready and I thought I was in love. But he used me. I couldn't have made a more worse decision than being in over my head. At first he was great to me. I was truly in love with him at first. But he turned out to be trouble.

My parents couldn't have been more right. They told me it would ruin my life; they where right. I came running to them and they rejected me. They didn't care about me, really. They thought I was making bad choices. They told me to leave and not come back. It's not like I had a great realationship with my parents before. When I was younge I was trouble. When I was a teen I was a complete rebel. And they where right. I made horrible choices. But I guess after what happened it seemed like it was there last straw for me. They didn't care where I was or what I was doing. They just completely gave up on me.

I didn't want to end everything like this. So I decided to give up on people, family, and relationships for now. Now Im stuck in a small apartment I can barely afford. I also started to read more. It made a whole new world for me, it made some part of me feel alive and real again. It created people, places, plots, anything to get away from my newly boring life.

Brushing my thoughts away, I started thinking of tomorrow. It was going to be a long day. I would be looking out for jobs, after all, how will I pay for the stuff I need? I don't need anymore drama this year, I just need a quiet job. And a nice pay as well... I closed my eyes trying to fall asleep. But knowing me, I can never sleep early. I decided to get a nice drink of water to refresh myself. I hop off my bed and go to my fridge. Wow. Im stupid, there is nothing in my fridge. I groaned in frustration. Maybe i should take a walk to the store and buy some stuff I'd need. I threw on a coat and snatched some cash I had then left. I made sure I had the key with me so I could get back in. I left the building, not caring how I was dressed. It's not like I'm trying to impress anyone.

It was a short walk to the super market. When I got there I found the aisle with the water jugs on each shelf. I picked out a gallon for myself and put it in the cart I found arrayed with a bunch of others before. I also found myself grabbing a package of tea bags. I got some other things I'd need; like, bread, milk, cereal, peanut butter, crackers, gummy bears, crisps, and some more junk I'd probably want for a few weeks of boredom.

I walk home in peace holding the bags in my hands. They weren't too light. I was carrying a bunch of stuff. I groaned as I looked at the stair case I had to walk up to get to my apartment. I walk up the stairs and meet my floor. When I start to get my keys i hear a door shut. I look up to see a guy coming out of his place. He was tall, with a light brown hair color. He came from the door next to mine. I guess he was my neighbor. He wore skinny jeans and a maroon colored hoddie. He was handsome with no doubt. No. No boys, no relation ships, I told myself. I give him a smile and he returns it. I look away and open my door fast. I grab my bags and shut my door, locking it once again.

When i enter the home I take off my shoes and coat. I bring the bags to the kitchen counter. I take the items from the bag and place them in my kitchen where they go. When Im finished I finally got to that glass of water I wanted. I decided I was now tired. I went to the bedroom and fell onto my bed. I sighed and pulled my blankets closer as I felt cold. Man, this place was lonely. My mind fell onto the guy in the hall. He was very cute. But I can't get myself in a other hopeless relationship. I'm done with men. They use girls. Im sick of being used. I hate it... I started to feel my eyes get heavier at the moment. Yet my mind was still on that night. I guess I won't be having anymore happy dreams.

On that note, I fell asleep.