Saving a Diana (one direction/niall Horan fan fiction)

still here

it's almost been two years.. almost  two torches years. I'm almost 18 and he's already said I wasn't going to leave... I can't get out..

I was sitting in my "room" trying not to cry about the new slash at my stomach. ever since that one beating I've been cut, stabbed,punched, slapped, kicked, almost raped, and mentally destroyed. I'm honestly sure I'm anorexic or the walking dead. My bones are visible even with the bruises, cuts, and scabs.

   I'll cut myself with anything. I would take pills if he gave them to me. I'd do anything to leave this hell. A hell I was never to leave. where I was to rot of abuse. He's never raped me but he's brought girls home that would join in beating me then they would run off and have sex. It's disgusting!

  he's killed everything about me. I don't speak. I cry myself to sleep. I have dreams about leaving or him killing me and getting away with it or worse I kill myself. The bad thing though is I would kill myself to leave and take all of the pain away.

  I'm afraid to sleep. afraid of what my mind would come up with.....

   I am sitting in my room right now trying to think of how I will get away. I'm planning on running away on my birthday.. that's in two weeks. I honestly don't know if ill make it or if he'll do something before then.

  Hopefully when I do run I can get away with it. I won't have anywhere to go but it's better than staying here. Anywhere is better...

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Hey loves! feed back?  it's not the best. hope it's at least ok. anyway comment what you think and if I should continue. sorry this chapter took so long. school distracted me. :) Bye don't forget to comment! (I'll post another today) love you! xx