A thousand Scars
You know that girl you always see in the hallway smiling politely and keeping her head down, the girl you shove past without a second glance, the girl with a dark secret. Yeah thats me, My name is Hunter, I'm 17, I live in England, My foster parents hate me and so does everyone else.
*Chapter 1*
"HEY FREAK!" A voice chanted from across the hall, I hurried my pase, keeping my head down,Ignoring the vicious remarks being throw at me, "OI, I'm talking to you" A strong hand clasped down on my shoulder and pushed me to the ground, causing me to drop my bag, I hung my head low, knowing whats going to happen next "Look at me when I'm talking to you Freak" Mark growled, as stupid as I am I kept my head down. The first blow was a shock, a sharp pain spread across my stomach, my head hit the edge of a locker hard on the second kick. After about ten minutes mark gets bored and walks off to find new prey, My vision starts to go slightly blurry, some movement catches my attention, my eyes lock onto a boy with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes, watching me from down the hall, My god he is beautiful, What am I thinking I'm a freak he would never want me, I shake the thought from my head and Slowly and painfully pull myself in to a sort of standing position, leaning against a locker for support. I start to get some of my strength back, so I grab my bag and stumble out of the school.
1 Hour Later:
The pain subsides as I walk home, I stagger through my front down completely oblivious to my Foster parents drunk, passed out on the couch, I lock the door to my room once I'm inside and head into my bathroom, I peel off my long sleeve black top, and gasp, there is a massive purple and black bruise on my stomach and I am pretty sure at least two of my ribs are broken, I strip off the rest of my clothes until I am left in my underwear. I grab my razor from the top of the mirror cabinet, my back slides down the wall as my tears do my cheeks, My eyes scan my body for any spare space that has not been plagued by scars and cuts, I push the razor deeply onto my thigh sliding it across my skin, as blood starts to seep from the first wound I slide it across twelve more times, each under and deeper than the other. Bubbles of blood appear on each, which soon turn to long crimson tears trailing down my leg. I hide the Razor once again and step to the shower, The hot water on my skin soothes the pain pulsating from my leg and stomach, A puddle of blood swirls around my feet. As I sit on my bed examining my torn up leg I here loud pounding footsteps ascend the stairs and stop at my door, "HUNTER WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN THERE" The voice of my drunken foster dad rings in my ears, I stare at my door, unsure of how to answer, He begins to bang on my door, startling me, "IF YOU AREN'T OUT IN FIVE MINUTES I'LL COME IN THERE AND BEAT YOUR SCRAWNY ASS" His howls getting louder with each word. I quickly wrap up my leg and throw on some old sweat pants and an oversized hoodie. I slowly walk down the stairs to be greeted by both my foster parents glaring at me through glassy eyes, "Get out" Daphne growls, with a slight smirk on her face, "w-what" I stutter "You heard my Get out LEAVE" She raised her voice to a scream, I stood there in disbelief for a second before bolting up my room and packing as much as I could into two large back packs. wiping tears from my eyes I scurry out of that retched house and on to the street Daphne locking the door behind me. I walked to the nearest bus stop and sat on the cold bench seat. Then I saw him again, the blonde blue eyed boy.
Niall's P.O.V
"I can't believe i didn't help her urgh i feel so stupid, I just stood there and watched" I said angry with myself, "hey mate calm down, its not your fault, Cheer up" Nick said through the phone, "I know it's not my fault bu-" Oh my god its her, I know that blue hair anywhere, "Niall mate NIALL" "I've gotta go Nick, see you at home" "Niall-" I hung up before Nick could finish his sentence, Shit what do I say, oh god shes looking at me what do I do, I quickly smile and wave at her, She cocks her head to the side with a confused look in her eyes, as I walk closer to her I notice two large back packs beside her, where is she going? "Hello" She waves a hand in front of my face "You done staring" She giggles "oh...I'm sorry i was just-" "No its ok I don't mind" She smiles sweetly at me, "My names...Hunter" she says hesitantly, "Hunter.., what a beautiful name, I'm Niall by the way Nice to meet you" I hold a hand out for her to shake but she just stares at my hand like its foreign to her, "uh-" I put my hand back in my pocket "So... where are you going" I say, awkwardly nodding towards her bags, "dunno, anywhere I guess" She shrugs her shoulders, "do you want to stay with me for a bit" I blurt out, jeez smooth Niall smooth, "If you really don't mind, that would be awesome" Wow i didn't expect her to say that, "I don't mind" I say smiling at her, "uh- where exactly do you live" She asks awkwardly staring at her shoes, "oh... about half an hour away, the bus should be here soon" She smiles at me, my god she is so beautiful.
40 minutes later:
"well here we are, home sweet home" I announce sticking my keys in the lock "Oh my gosh, its lovey" Hunter says in awe, "Hey Niall did you get the food...." Nick and Hunter stop dead and stare at each other "uh Nick this is Hunter, Hunter this is Nick my room mate" Nick sticks his hand out to shake Hunter's, but as she did with me she just stares at it, "Nick, Hunter needed a place to stay, so i said she could crash here is that alright" I say breaking the silence, "Thats fine with me mate, but where is she gonna sleep?" "shit um I'll sleep on the couch and she can use my bed, is that ok Hunter?" I say turning to Hunter, She nods a smile dancing on her lips. I lead her to my room, and leave her to get changed.
Hunters P.O.V
When Niall left he shut the door after him, such a gentleman, I was never allowed to close my door at my foster parents house, in fact I didn't even have a door, Dave, my foster dad, took it off after I tried to run away.
I rummaged through my bags to try and find a long sleeve t-shirt and pants to hide my scars.
"all settled in?" Nick asked as we crossed paths in the hallway, "yep" I smiled politely, and turned into the kitchen where Niall was preparing "dinner" or in other words ordering food from Nandos, god I love Nandos, "Hunter? you ok, I said you name like four times" Niall's voice snapped me out of my Nando filled daydream, "sorry I was just thinking about Nandos" Niall's smile widened, "I think we are gonna get on real well" He chuckled, I giggled as a response. "So, little Nialler's found a new Nando loving friend" Nick said draping an arm over Niall's shoulder, nudging him with his elbow, an awkward silence filled the room......"CHEESE BURGERS AND JELLY BABIES" Niall yelled quickly, "Uh.....sorry I tend to do that when theres an awkward silence" Niall said looking down, his cheeks flushing a deep scarlet. I giggled again, jeez Hunter stop it with the giggles you sound like an over obsessed fangirl, I mentally slapped myself, "I uh I'm gonna go clean up" I said shuffling off to Niall's room, Niall's smile dropped, I shut the door behind me and walked into the bathroom, I splashed some water on my face, as I looked up to the mirror a sliver shine caught my eye, Ah my razor, my only friend, I walked to the bath and sat on the edge and turned on the water filling it quickly. I slipped into the steaming hot water and caressed the blade of my razor, hitting the end of my finger drawing a small bubble of blood, an urge filled my body, an urge to slide the razor across my skin, an urge to see my own blood, without thinking I pressed the razor deeply into my almost healed cuts, sliding over them in many diagonal lines, soon the water had turned crimson and my thigh was partly numb, I started to get worried when my whole leg went limp, thats all I remember before I blacked out.
