The Secret (Niall Horan)

Chapter 1: Taste a Bit of Freedom

Ally's POV

Today is the day, today is the day that our country will be selling tickets for One Direction's concert. I have continuosly saved my allowance, I barely eat just to afford a single ticket. I know I can just ask my 'parents' to buy me a ticket. But no because,Firstly my mom would probably kill me if she founds out how much a single ticket cost, it costs more than the rent on our ridicuous and old-styled apartment. Second my mom wouldn't even afford to pay for our food and she would probably steal or rob a bank just to make me go to school.

Fortunately my uncle would give me my allowance, just 10 percent of them because my mom would force him to have the 90 percent that's why I'm forced to eat only once a day just too buy a precious ticket. It almost cost me too save for 2 straight years. It doesn't matter  though, I would even die just to see the ones who saved me.

One Direction gave me the courage to survive the pain leaving with my mom, leaving with non stop hate, and making me believe that no matter what people have told you don't give them the chance to make yourself insecure and change. They thought me to be strong and no matter what they will support me.

I already felt my disappointment coming when I heard my mom shouts, even though she try to ruin this day it will never be ruined because today I can buy the ticket that can make me see One Direction live.

"For the hundred fucking time!! Sydney bring your fucking ass down here before I get it myself" My so called mom shouts. Disappointment mix with annoyance as I heard her call me by my second name.

I run downstairs because god who knows what will happen if I will talk back which I never did. I reached downstairs and received a huge slap on my cheek. I winced and I can see my mom holding a beer, her eyes was probably killing me the way she looks at me.

"If you don't move fast enough next time, you will received worse than that" She then walks in to the living room probably to stalk some bussiness man or woman so she can hack their bank accounts on her laptop that she just stole last week.

My brother walks down wearing a tank top and some worn out pants.

"what happened to your cheek? got another slap?" He asked after getting a pint from the fridge and chug on it.

"Does it have a bruise?"

"Of course, here have this" He then throw me an ice pack which I gently put on my cheek.

We heard crying and we already knew who was it from.

"It's early in the morning Brianna, why the fuck do you have to cry and ruin it" He then place the pint on the counter. I shot him a look indicating that he needs to control his words when our 7 years old step sister is here.He just rolled his eyes at me and walk upstairs.

I reach for the left over cereal, milk, bowl and a spoon. She quietly wait for me to prepare her breakfast. I smiled at her and she just give me a sleepy looking face, chuckling I give the cereals to her and she immediately dug in.

Even though she is my step sister I'm still nice to her. I don't want her childhood to be ruined,not  like mine. I was force to  work when I was 10. I just listened to my mom so I wouldn't t get beat up.

I walk towards the fridge to grab myself some food because surely ice can't make me full. I heard some noises, signaling that something must've drop. I turned to see that the cereal bowl are shattered to the floor and all the cereals are messingly scattered to it .I saw Brianna holding her head and she looks like she was about to cry or something was bothering her.