We all have Secrets (One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Accidents

Ashley's POV:

I woke up sweaty and shaking. ive been having flashback dreams since last year and I dont think there going to stop any time soon. I was bullied from 1st grade to 12th grade and I had hoped it would stop after graduation... but of course it didnt and I'm still tortured by the same people that I was during my childhood.

Being 19 isn't all that i had hoped it would be, everyday is still a struggle. Whether its the everyday mental abuse, or my family. Thats right im 19 and im not going to college, im staying home to be with my family. I have been abused by my step father since I was 14 and it still continues today. My mother has no idea its happening especailly considering shes a drunk that is always either out partying with her friends or at the strippers club she works at, as. well. a ummmmm stripper or pole dancer or whatever the hell it is she does.

I have no siblings luckily, and I hardly ever leave the house but today, today things will change...

"Are you sure your moms not home today? maybe she just went out for the night last night..." my friend Gina reassured me. Also known as Gigi.

"I highly doubt it, shes never really been home after a night out like this" I love Gigi but I would never tell her about my family life, she just wouldnt understand. I have never told anyone about my family, no one has ever been to my house, and i never plan on anyone coming to my house its just not in the cards.

"Okay well do you wanna spend the night with me, we can have a movie night!" she said excitedly.

"Maybe tomorrow i just wanna rest tonight kay?"

"sure yeah of course just lemme know when you wanna hang out! i'm always here you know"

"Kay! bye Gigi call me later Kay?"

"Anything for you" she bowed at me before heading to the front door of her house. I waved at her and she sent me a smile which i gladly sent back and kept going on my way home. I have a drivers license but of course I dont rerally have a car... so I just use my skate board. Before long I ended up at my back door to the house of my nightmares, i walked in and it was unusually quiet... thats when I realized no one was home.

I smiled to myself and bolted up the stairs, this was my chance. i grabbed my backpack and threw all of my valuables into it. My few outfits, my extra pair of nikes, my headphones and stolen ipod, yes i stole an ipod from a nearby store and no one found out, but my parents never found out mostly because they didnt give a living shit. i ran to my bathroom and started to grab stuff when i heard the front door open and my dad yell for me, asking if i was home.

I stayed so quiet that he ended up thinking I wasnt home I listened as he walked through the halls to the otherside of the house. I took this time to tip toe out of the bathroom with me mascara and eyeliner. i buckeled up my combat boots and grabbed my backpack making no noise at all until i got halfway down the stairs and realized i left my anklet in the bathroom on the door handle. It is special to me because it's the last thing my real dad gave me before he divorced my drunk of a mom and left me stranded with her and my new dad. I creeped back up the stairs and was almost at the top until I missed a step and slipped crashing down onto the hard stairs, typical me always screwing everything up. I knew my dad had heard and knew he was probably close behind me as I sprinted up the last few stairs to the bathroom i grabbed my anklet and started for the back staircase when I felt a pain in my side i looked behind me to see me step father pinching my side holding his beer bottle in his other hand with the angriest look on his face I have ever seen.

"WHERE THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR GOING BITCH!" his raspy voice and smelly breath combined made me want to vomit right there. i struggled to get free but he was to strong for me.

"Answer me you peice of shit" he creepily smirked and laughed at my desperation.

"oh save it for your next prostitue" I snapped, slugging him with my backpack and running when he releaed my arm to touch his bloody eye. Next thing i knew he screamed and launched his beer bottle at my side letting it crash straight into my arm making me wimper in pain, but i kept running because there was no time to waste, when i got away from the house i continued to run. I began to noticed my wet face as tears streamed down my face blurring my vision, i stopped and searched my backpack for my ipod and earbuds and inserted them in my ears as I listened to my illegally downloaded music. I am smart when it comes to codes and breaking in places so its easy to hack into websites and crack codes, the breaking in places makes it easy to steal things hence the stolen ipod. the first song that came on was Marry Me by Jason Derulo which I happily changed. The next song was Demons by Imagine Dragons. I decided it wouldnt hurt to listen to it so i continued on my way.