I really have to get up, but my body will not respond to what my brain is commanding it to do. Crust surrounded the corners of my eyes from all of the crying that I had done last night. I can only imagine what my face looks like right now. My phone buzzes and I grab it from the bedside table to check what it was. A event notification with the named, “Christmas Eve family dinner!,” flashed on the screen of my iPhone.
“What the fuck.” I mumble while rolling out of bed, hitting the hardwood floor with a thud. There was no way that I could spend a whole night with my family. My mum and dad will be annoying as fuck the whole time, pestering me with questions about Marcus and what I do when I’m not home. It’s bad enough that ask me these questions on a normal day. Not only do I not want to spend time with my parents, but Louis is going to be there and every time I look at him, I get reminded of a certain curly haired boy who still has my heart.
“Noelle what the hell was that?” My father’s booming voice echoed through our two story house. I got up from the floor and walked out of my bedroom and into the second floor hallway.
“Nothing, I just rolled out of bed, like literally.” A laugh could be heard from the lounge which caused a small smile to grow on my face. My dad didn’t say anything back so I made my way to the washroom so I could brush my teeth and shower. While showering, my mind kept going back to last night’s memories. My stomach clenched and my eyes started to burn as I held back the tears. Marcus is such a dick and I still can’t believe that he tainted the drink that I nursed at the club. It wouldn’t be the first time that he did this, it’s just that he wanted his way and I wouldn’t give it to him.
My body was only supposed to be for the one who still has my heart and only him, but that was taken away from me when I met Marcus. When we first started dating things were perfect, but after a few weeks, his true colors started to show. I turned the knobs of the shower so that the water would stop flowing and I grabbed the black towel that was hanging on the wall next to the tub. Before drying myself off, I wiped the steaming mirror that was over the marble basin and looked at my body. Bruises covered my torso, arms, and legs. I really fucking hate Marcus; I looked like a human punching bag. Some were yellowing, but most of the bruises were still a dark purple color. After pitying myself and drying off, I wrapped the warm towel around my naked body and opened the washroom door, but fell to the floor instead of making it into the hallway.
“Shit, Noelle, I’m sorry!” Louis stammered as he grabbed for my hand to help me back to my feet. Happy face Noelle can’t let him see that you’re defeated.
“It’s fine Lou. Just be happy that my towel didn’t fall off.” I faked a smile and he chuckled 9t my response. My body pushed past him and into the hallway. Before going back to my room, I turned to look at my older brother. “Go get a shower, you smell like shit.” I laughed as his mouth dropped and I sauntered back to my bedroom.
Closing the cream colored door as I walked into my room, my back pressed against it once I was closed and I took in a deep breath. For some reason, I couldn’t control my breathing and I started to sob. Did Louis see my bruises? Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Finally I pulled my shit together and got up from the cold wood floor. I changed into a black sweater, white skater skirt and black tights after I did my hair and made myself look presentable for dinner. “Just smile and act happy, I’m sure they won’t suspect anything Noelle.” I said into the mirror of my vanity for my own little pep-talk.
I apologize for the short update, but I wanted to update before Christmas! So whats up guy?! How is everyone? So I decided to write in Noelle's POV for this chapter. This chapter is important because it basically helps mold the story of chapter four. Well please vote and comment! It means a lot to my when you guys do that! well I wish everyone a happy holiday!
{P.S. SANTA'S COMING TONIGHT, TONIGHT!}
{P.S.S. This chappie is dedicated to @/jillmaria for being a great commenter! Thank you for reading Happily!}
{P.S.S.S Remember, Noelle is Louis' half sister, so they DO NOT have the same last name!}
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