Am I Good Enough? (A Harry Styles Fanfic)

    

Lanie’s pov

“You Mistake!” My father screamed. My mum isn’t here. She died when I was six. Ever since, my father has been taking care of me, actually more like screaming at me and beating me. He never fed me, he never gave me a room, I slept on the couch, he always beat me and screamed at me. The last time I took a real shower was a half year ago. I usually use the rain in my backyard, when Mother Nature decides to let it rain.  The real shower I took six months ago was when my father was out at some strip club, and I managed to sneak in. it was gross, but was real. 

He decided to punch me then. I screamed in pain “Your mother and I never wanted you, you ugly idiot!” For some reason, he never cussed at me, but his words were still hurtful. Tears streamed down my face, and I went to my only refuge, my basement. My dad never came down there because of the rats and roaches, but it was safe from his abuse. I started singing One Direction, my favorite band. The only reason I know about today’s pop culture is because  of the radio. I have no computer, and my dad is a t.v. hogger. He only goes out to party, and that isn’t often, or he buys drugs and liquor once he runs out of his seemingly never ending supply. He never gets caught or arrested, and he told me if I tell on him, he will beat me once he gets out, and possibly murder me. I hate him, and he hates me. I am only allowed out for my crappy school. It’s so crappy there, that the teachers smoke right in front of us, and we hardly learn a thing, except how to smoke, which I don’t need to learn, because I will never try, let alone smoke. Once a teacher died in front of us, due to a heart attack because he smoked.

I turned on my radio, but had to turn it down so it was barely audible, if he knew I had a radio, he would crush me like a bug. An interview with One Direction came on. I smiled and listened intently, but it was hard because my dad was throwing stuff around, and probably ripping out pages from my school books, which I will have to pay for, but it’s kind of useless. They don’t buy new books, they probably use it for crack or something.  I tuned that out, and leaned in close. “Yes we are currently in Miami,” Someone said, I have no idea what they look like, and I can’t tell the difference between their voices.I really don’t know their names, either, I just know their band name, and that I like their music. I almost screamed. I live in Miami, Florida! I decided the next chance I got, I would ditch this popsicle stand to meet them. I looked around for a basement window. I finally found one, and I broke it, and fortunately, Dad decided to break a window at the same time. I made sure he didn’t see me, and ran, making sure to never look back.     

A/N- Hey guys, I decided to change what my usual lifestyles are for my charactors! Lanie is abused and hated by her father, has no friends, and got her only possesion (her radio) from the dump!!!!! It's sad!!!!!!!!!!!! But Lanie will be ok!!!!!! Trust me!!!!! So, yeah, this is not like my other stories!!!!!! She ran away because her life is terrible at the moment, and because she wants to meet One Direction, she might go back to say good bye to her dad, but i don't know!!!!!! Bye, My little carrots!!!!!!!!