Secret Bad Boy ( Louis Tomlinson Fan Fiction.)

Chapter 13: DO NOT TOUCH! Part 2!!!

Chapter 13: DO NOT TOUCH! Part 2!!!

Recap; I quickly grabbed my purple thongs from the floor before sliding them on deciding that I'd just look for a T-Shirt of Louis' to wear. I scrambled through his drawers in search of something to wear when a small, red notebook fell out of one of the crowded drawers and hit the floor. On were bold, ink letters that said "Property of Louis Tomlinson, DO NOT TOUCH!", but I couldn't help it as I pulled to cover open and began to read the words sloppily jotted down on the page,

"Dear journal-"

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"Dear journal,

I'm not really sure how to do this, I'm not really used to this whole 'expressing my feelings' thing, but they say it works so, why not give it a try, right? There's really not much to say, but I guess I'll sum up the basics of my problems. Dad beats mum, me, my sisters and I never do much about. I want to be strong and I want to save them, but the truth is I'm not strong, not against dad at least.

I don't understand what we did to make him hate us, but he does. He hates me most though, I know it. I can feel it when his fist pounds against my skull with absoulutely no mercy, I can feel it when he throws liquir bottles at my head, when he wraps his hands around my throat and squeazes as tightly as he can, making almost all air leave my lungs, and, just when I think I'm going to finally say goodbye to the world around me, he lets go.

I don't know why he lets go, but he does. Maybe it's so that he can torture me longer? Maybe it's because he wants me to just think that my misery will finally end just so that he can prove that it's far from over? Some small part of me, a very small part, has a small amount of hope that maybe he lets go because he cares, but than I realize I couldn't be wronger about that.

He doesn't love me. That helpless bastard has never loved me and he never will, ever. Is it bad that I'm starting to hate him too, or, that sometimes I stay awake late at night just praying that he finally stops breathing? Does it make me a terrible person for debating on whether or not I should wait until my family is sound asleep so that I can grab the small knife hidden undeneath my pillow so that I can cut my own fathers throat?

I'm positive it does, but I've came to the point where the though has became fonder and fonder. It's like, it's all I can think about. I want to stop myself from thinking that way, but I can't, the hatered I feel for him is starting to eat me inside-out. I need to do this, for mum, for my sisters, for me.

-L.T."

I gasped in shock at the words my eyes had been reading over and over again. Did Louis---Did he kill his own father? Why wouldn't he tell me about his father, or, his past? Why would he keep this from me? Foot prints are heard rushing up the stairs making me panic as I quickly shoved the book back where I found it and slammed it shut. I rushed back over to the movies, almost falling in the meantime as I quickly grabbed a random movie and slinged it on the bed before plopping down on it as well.

The door slid open to reveal a smiling Louis who had his arms filled with junk food. I returned his smile with a fake one that he seemed to catch on to, but just shrugged it off. "What movie did you pick?" He questioned as he placed the stuff down on his bed. "Uh-" I paused as I starred at the case that had the words Wrong Turn written on it. Really? Is if I'm not already scared shitless.

"Wrong Turn." I said while smiling softly. "Okay, cool." He smiled softly with pressing a soft kiss to my temple which make me contort in fear and discomfort. "Uh, are you okay?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow. "Uh, y-yeah. Just a little cold. Do you mind getting me a shirt, please?"

"Yeah, I'll get you one." He spoke confused as he turned around and grabbed a shirt from a random drawer before handing it to me. "I love you." He spoke to me once his shirt was over my head. "I love you too." I honestly did and even if Louis did hurt his dad I knew he would never do the same to me and that I was overreacting.

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A/N: Two short updates in one day, guess it's better than none though haha. Hope you liked it <3

Love you ho ho hoes,

Sharry xxx

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