Violet's POV
I sit on my bedroom floor for what feels like hours. It's now completely dark outside, and I wouldn't be surprised if it was midnight. I haven't shed a tear, haven't gotten angry, haven't wanted to do anything. I just sit and think. Who knew moving to California would change everything so much? I've heard my phone ring and buzz, but I ignore it. I just want to be alone. I'm tired of being afraid, sad, confused, hated, angry, and...unwanted. I just don't know what to do. And now I'm hungry. Should I leave my room? He could be down there. Forget him! I'm done being afraid!
I stand up, my legs feeling like jelly. I creep down the hall and stairs, straight to the kitchen. I peek inside and nearly pee myself when I see Tyler looking at me. But I quickly compose myself, and walk into the kitchen, ignoring his harsh glares. I heat up leftover spinach and cheese raviolis. My favorite. I grab a juice box from the fridge. And yes, I like juice boxes. Gotta problem? I'm such a loser. Wow. The microwave dings, a smile etching onto my face.
"Ow hot ass plate hot ass plate." I do a little dance, getting the plate out. My food better not be cold. I grab my food, heading for the door, avoiding Tyler. I almost make it out before he harshly grabs my wrist, making me drop the unopened juice box. I gasp, whipping my head towards him. I start to shake, afraid again. So much for the brave front. He stands up, still holding extremely too tight on my wrist. I know that'll have a bruise.
"What've you been doing?" He bites, gripping me tighter. It hurts so much. I push back tears, trying to stand up for once.
"Please don't hurt me." I whimper, looking into his cold eyes. He lets my wrist go, handing me my dropped juice box. I blink a few times.
"Go." He says, looking out the window. I don't think twice, heading straight to my room, closing the door. I grab my phone and climb on my bed, eating my food. I press the home button, astonished by the amount of notifications. There's so many texts and calls! Most are from an unknown number, some from Audrey and Tasie, Harry, Michael, and a couple from my parents.
From: Unknown
Hey Vi it's Ni
Hey that rhymed
Harry gave me your number
Is everything okay over there??
Hello?
Violet?
I'm getting kind of worried here
That's it I'm calling
Why aren't you answering?
Are you mad?
I'm sorry if you're mad at me
Give me some feedback here
V
I
O
L
E
T
!!!!
Please say you're alright
Please say something
From: Harry :)
Why is Niall at my door having a panic attack?
Are you alright?
He's like really freaking out right now
Ello??
Anyone there?
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