My Hero

This is my New Sister!?!

Alex's POV

"Who's this?" I asked motioning to the girl. "Alex meet your new sister!!" They said enthusiastically. I could really tell they already like her, even though she has pounds of make up on and dresses like a slut. "Hey daddy!" she said trying to sound 'sexy' and started to walk towards Niall. "Hi daughter!!" Niall said all cheery. I already hate this slut, but since the boys like her I'm going to give her a try. For all I know she just may be a big flirt with a good personality. So I put on a fake smile and and said,"Hi my names-" I got cut off by my the slut saying,"Oh my gosh! Who are you!!". She said it in pure disgust. "I'm Harry's adopted daughter." I said through gritted teeth. "Oh then I guess I have to get use to you!" She also said with a fake smile and through gritted teeth. "You know what I'm going to my room nice meeting you?" I asked.

"Brianna." "Ok see you later, Brianna!" I said as fast as I could and went up to

my room. I locked the door as soon as I got in and took off the bracelets that cover my scars. "Well now I have a reason to!" I said to myself and started to walk to my bathroom. Oh yeah I forgot. Since I can't share a room with Harry forever the boys fixed the first guest room and now I stay in here. Basically the other day I threw away anything that wasn't black. So which leaves the whole room dark. Anyways I found the piece of glass that broke while I was throwing all the stuff away. Since now I don't care of what I wear I'm going to make the cut all the way from my shoulder to my elbow. But I started from the bottom of neck because I want to know how pain feels again. I know this may be a bad excuse to cut but I just am not ok with Brianna dressing like a slut and wearing loads of make up. I quickly cleaned the cut and bandaged it up. I put the black sweater I had on before I cut, and went over to my widow and opened it. I got one of the rocks and threw it at the window. Not enough to brake the window but to make noise. I kept doing that until I could see his face. "Hey Dylan, how are you!" I asked him with a REAL smile. "I've been better." He said. "Uh-Oh what did he do this time?" I asked. "We'll for starter this is the 5th bruise today. And he gave me a punch in the gut. Can I come over?! Please I don't want to be home when my dad comes back?!?" He pleaded. "Sure get your things and come over." I commanded. I got up and and started to move my wardrobe with a mirror attached to to it over by the door. Soon enough Dylan was by my side helping me move it. Dylan's been my friend since I've moved here and he knows how it feels to be worthless his dad is the worst man known to ever walk the earth but he smiles through it all. Dylan has brown hair and brown eyes is taller then me by just a few inches. He's not hot or sexy but isn't ugly but he doesn't like me in that way and I don't either. "Is there any new ones?" He asked me. "Umm?" "Wear is it this time?" He asked clearly annoyed with the fact that I cut. I unzipped my sweater and should him. "Woah that's the biggest one! It's bigger then the one on your leg!" he yelled. But I don't worry about that since the house is sound proof. "We'll so what! You come here for fun and that's what your going to get!!" I said trying to change the subject. It worked since he already beaten me to the controllers to FIFA.