Since her sister mayley was killed, Maylean's life is full of daily abuse by her dad. being lonely,she has learnt to keep everything for here self even to her two only freinds. She quickly links herself with her new classmate Noah Evans. A ruthless...
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Song:ZAYN-good years Out of control
Mayleane pov
The rest of the day flew by and Noah and I were packing our suitcase.
I took out the useless things under and put all the clothes I Brough plus the ones that were inside.
We were leaving for florida a 3 am and it was curruntley 9pm.
Noah and I weren't exactly on good terms because after the dress incident I didn't talk to him.
He knew why but didn't seem to give a fuck. Mrs Evans was down stairs talking to Noah's dad.
Once I finished. I went down stairs to go and make myself food.
Honestly I did miss my mom. Yes the woman I was insulting of a bitch 2 days ago. But she was doing efforts for me at the end. But one effort wasn't enough to forgive all the times she let dad hit me.
One I finished eating, I chose what I will wear tomorrow. I look through some of the dresses I left out. I take off my t-shirt which leaves me in shorts. I go in front of the mirror and take the dress by the hanger. I put it on me to see if it fit. It seemed to. I put it aside Taking a look at myself in the mirror.
Oh my god. I look like a monster. I take a look at the bruises longing my clevelage to my belly. Rub them hoping that it will make them go. But they don't.
And it hurts. I trace all of the scars on my body with my finger making myself feel really insecure. I feel tears swell up in my eyes so I decide to close them for a long while. I open them to see Noah standing beside me he tried to put his hands around my waist to confort me but I pulled them off.
"stop. You said I was fat twice now I don't think that your help will be useful" I say standing back. The fact that I wasn't wearing a t-shirt made me feel worst. But I put my feelings aside and sat down on bed. He was still close to the mirror. Not wanting to move.
"what are you waiting for. Get out" I say harshly.
No fucking stay and hug me tight
The weak part of my body screamed. The part that made cry when I was getting hit. The part that made me have small feelings for Noah. All that weak stuff. He was clearly taken back and scoffs. He looks at me up and down
"knew you weren't worth it." he says heading to the door.
"excuse me?" I say slowly. He turns around facing me.
"look at yourself. I don't fucking do anything to you and you always there pushing people away. All the dumbshit you tell me about your parents I listen again and again. But if when I try to help you push me away then stay alone. I wasn't forced to make you stay with me. " he shouts.
I look at him blankly like it didn't hurt. But inside it hurt so much. Maybe he's right. No he is right.
Noticing I didn't give a fuck, he gets out slamming the door.
