Hello! My name is Charlotte Rose Malik. I am Zayn Malik's sister. I was raised in a pretty good family. My mom, Trisha, is the best mom anyone could ask for. My dad died a few years ago in a car crash. I cried for days, but I had my mom, Zayn, and my younger sister, Wilma. {sorry cant spell her name}. I have a best friend, Taylor. We have been best friends since 3rd grade! We are both in 9th grade now. My boyfriend, Joey, is the best person ever! He is so sweet and caring! But the only thing I don't like is that he goes out at the bar all the time. He always comes home drunk and gets a bit violent.
Zayn lets me stay with him and his mates, Louis, Liam, Niall , and Harry. I have known them for a few months now and I kind of have a thing for Louis. He is so funny and cute. I love him as a best friend and I like him more than a friend. Its complicated. I'm at Joeys house cleaning for him. He is such a slob. I didn't know where he was. He never answers my calls. I have a sick feeling In my stomach that joey is cheating on me. I don't think he is. He tells me how much he loves me, but he thinks I'm a toy. I'm just leaving his house how it is and going home.
Before I can get my things gathered, Joey bursts through the door looking drunk as ever. "Hey baby." He smiles and walks to me. "Joey, where have you been. Your ignoring my calls and your coming home late. You went out last night and are now just getting back. Where were you?'' I ask worried. ''None of your business. Now give me a hug, I've missed you." "Joey just get away. I'm done with your crap. You were probably cheating on me with that Jessie girl. I'm done with you. Were done.''
Before I could say anymore, a strong sting is on my face. I held my face in pain. I let a tear slip and that just made it worst. I look over at joey just laughing at me like this was just some sick joke. I couldn't keep the tears in anymore so I just let them pour onto my stinging cheek. I glanced at joey one last time. He caught my eye with some thing shiny looking. I turned my head more to get a better look. Joey was standing right in front of me with a knife sliding down the cheek he hit. I was to scared to say anything. He leaned down so we were face level. He punched my stomach. "what has gotten into you!" I shouted at him still leaning over in pain. He laughed and pulled out the knife again. This time I felt a warm liquid running down my arm. Did he really just cut me.
I screamed in pain. He cut my wrist to a vein. A certain vein where I could pass out. That's what I was doing. Before everything went black. He punched me in the stomach and kicked my ribs. The last thing I saw was a familiar person run into the room. He was shouting at Joey but I couldn't hear anything. Every thing was blurry then I was out.
Hey guys. So this is the beginning of my story. I know its not the best, but im trying to make it better. I hope you like and please comment and vote. It would mean a lot. Thank you guys. Love you al! Haleigh_Tomloinson
