chapter 5

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Sydney's POV

I walk down a hallway turning a corner and seeing a man I hoped to never see again. My dad. He starts walking toward me and then a sharp pain comes from my head and I blackout wait I might be dead. Well I'm not dead, but I'd rather be right now. I'm strapped down on my old bed with everything I love around it. My dad walks in and I see ropes and chains. "Welcome home sweetheart." his disgusting voice says. He ties me up and I start screaming and wiggling but only making his tight grip harder and the slaps are more painful. "Shut up you worthless freak!" he spits at me putting a rope in my mouth. Then he takes a lighter and starts to burn everything I love: my trumpet, a picture of my mom, my phone, my old teddy bear from when I was younger. Everything.

"Wake up Sydney please!" someone says shaking me. I wake up and see Niall and Harry looking at me worriedly. "Bad...bad dream." I say. "I could tell, but your safe here with us I promise you that." Harry says. You and me both know that most promises are broken and that is the same promise my dad made to me and look where it got me. I know this is One Direction but I have to get their trust and that I know I can't trust them, I never really did trust boys so easily that quickly even if it's One Direction, because who knows what they could do to you.

"Zayn, Liam, and Louis went out to get stuff they'll be back shortly." Harry says while walking out the bedroom door with a small sad smile. "Okay." I answer.

 "Sydney, I'm worried about you. The little thing that happened yesterday and your dream. Is everything alright? You can tell me I won't tell the others, please." Niall says still next to me in the bed. I sigh and decide I should tell him, but only that part nothing else.

"My father use to beat me." I say weakly. "My dream was about me seeing him again and it's been about 4 years since I've seen him." I say carefully and look over at a sad Niall.

"That's horrible I promise you we will never do that." He says. Once again another promise that will be broken. "We're home!" we hear Liam yell from downstairs. "Let's go get breakfast than." Niall says.

We both start walking downstairs when he grabs my hand. On the table I see bacon and toast. Geez I told them I can't eat a lot. I guess Niall notices my expressions and says "Eat what you can."

Louis looks like a little kid on Christmas with all the bacon in front him. I eat about half a piece of toast and two stripes of bacon before I feel like I'm gonna pop. "I can't eat anymore I'm sorry I just can't." I say. Harry kneels next to me and says "Are you sure?" Oh now they don't believe me okay. "I'm sure."

His green eyes sparkle in a way. Only in my dreams they were like this. "I'm gonna get a shower." I say softly before heading upstairs. I grab my phone because under the case is my best friend. My blade. I take it out and put the case back on and step into the shower. Once the water is warm I start to slit my wrists. The pain I don't feel, the happiness I do. I look down at my side and thigh seeing the faint words. Fat and worthless.

I did the worthless. The fat my dad did. He cut me, and told me to continue to do it forever until I lose all my blood and die. That's why I'm so attached to it. I draw 5 lines for the boys, another 3 for the 2 times they made me eat and the last one for Niall sleeping with me/the nightmare. The cuts aren't deepest but it'll do it for now. When I walk out I quickly put the blade in my phone case and make sure no blood is left in the shower. Then I walk out and get changed into my warm sweater and jeans. It is rather cold out anyways. I open Instagram and I feel like I got punched in the face. People are saying how 2/5 of One Direction are following me and how ugly I am. I know I am okay geez people I've looked in the mirror before.

I noticed Harry followed as well, and I decided to put my IG on private and everything will be okay. Haha I'm so stupid for thinking that nothing is never okay.

AN:

sorry if its bad I didn't have time to reread it! enjoy! thanks bye!

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