**Haileys POV**
His belt whipped me fast and fierce as I screamed for help. It was useless. Nobody would hear me. I just laid there, flinching every once in a while, taking the beatings. He finished striking me once more, finishing me off, as I felt warm liquid leaking from my thighs. Blood. I was beat so bad that I bled. I just fell asleep, to the pain eventually getting used to it, taking it, blood all over my white sheets.
The next morning my alarm on my phone went off so I got up wincing from my beatings. I threw on some sweatpants and a T-shirt covering up my thighs. I was too exhausted to eat so I grabbed my phone and bookbag and walked out to my bus stop. My phone went off letting me know for a 5 Seconds of Summer reminder. Tickets are now on sale.
I had a lifes savings on my phone so nobody could spend my money. I went to the website, and pressed order, and surprisingly, I won the tickets, and apparently backstage passes. A few others won the same thing as me. I shrugged as my bus pulled up.
As I pulled up at school, I saw them. The 'popular girls'. Popular my ass. They were bullies. I took my book bag and used it to cover my face. Judged by my clothes, I don't think it was gonna work. I walked past them, but not before Geniveve, the head popular, tripped me. Laughter filled the air as I got up and ran into the ladies room.
I ran into a stall and found a blade on the floor. It was inconvenient, but I still used it. I put the blade to my wrist, my fingers brushing my other scars. I sliced. One for my abusive father, one for Genevieve, one for my dead mother, one for Jackie (another popular), one for Jada, and one for Alyssa. Six. Six cuts. Blood dripped onto the floor as I dropped the blade, tears falling down my cheeks. I heard footsteps from a teacher, probably the principal.
She walked in and knocked on the stall door. "Yes?" I asked, choking back a sob. "Hailey? Dear are you alright?" she asks. "Yes ma'am." I answer. "Well, you ought to get to class, you'll be late." she said. "Okay." I said, wrapping toilet paper around my cuts. I pulled my jacket on, wiping my eyes. I opened the stall door and ran to class.
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Abused (A Luke Hemmings Love Story)
FanfictionEvery teenage girl is free and not insecure and doesn't cut right? Wrong. Hailey has no freedom, especially with her abusive father and her school bullies. She feels as if she shouldn't be alive. But this one person changes her life. And that's when...
