Reunited

Anybody There

When the movie was over I saw Harry curled around Louis, their legs intertwined and their arms wrapped around each other. I don't know why but when I saw this I was slightly jealous, whenever Louis touched me or even talks to me I get chills throughout my body. It was weird I've never felt this way about anyone before, I mean sure I've had crushes but those eventually went away, this was much more. I know for a fact that he'd never like me let alone love me.

"So what do you guys want  to do now?" Zayn asked, his voice husky like always.

"Well I think I should go home, it's getting late and my dad is going to freak when he realizes that I never came home last night." I cringed at the thought of having to see my father.

"Why don't I give you a lift love?" Louis said, but no matter how tempting it was I couldn't let them do that it be dangerous for me and them. If my dad saw the they would think I was with him last night and then I know I'd be forever known as a slut.

"No thanks, I'll walk it will be good to get some fresh air." I smiled at them bracing myself for the pain I'm about to go through.

"Alright call me though if you feel like something isn't right, or if you're scared, or if you feel lost, or if you just need a friend. That goes for all of us okay? We don't want you hurting yourself at all. Each time you cut yourself you cut us too." He got up and hugged me tightly, burying his head into my neck. I nodded and smiled, when I pulled away I got pulled into a hug from Harry.

"Stay safe love, I expect to see you soon." He smiles and kisses my forehead. Right after that I could feel strong arms wrap around the back of me and pull me into a toned chest. "Zayn you know that's not how you give a normal hug." I chuckle and he raises an eyebrow. "I'm not normal, babe." He smirks at me and pecks my cheek, I giggle lightly.

I ran into Liam's arms, feeling happy next to him, like him and I are going to become best friends. "We love you Emma, please stay safe and stay strong." He kisses my forehead and squeezes me tight one more time before giving me up to Louis.

Louis automatically engulfed me into a bone crusher hug and I felt my stomach erupt in butterflies. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he held my waist tightly. "Hey, you know always call me, at anytime okay? You are so gorgeous and worth everything in this world." I smiled widely at his words and nodded, my feelings for him growing stronger. They then all took my phone and put in their contacts, I smile at all of them when I get my phone back I head out the door.

I walk down the cobblestone streets to my small house, I felt the wind whisper in my ears comforting me from the pain I'm about to endure. I see the dreaded red door at the front of my house, and through the window I can see the light on and my dad's shadow drinking beer. I sighed and I walked up to the door, pulling out my keys but before I could open it, the door swung open and I could see my dad toppling over me. He grabbed my hair and pulled me inside, slamming the door shut. "Where the hell have you been you little bitch!" I cringe at the words and clear my throat. "I was out with Niall and then I stayed over a friends." I looked up to see his reaction but then I felt a hot sting in my cheek. I held my now burning cheek and felt tears spilling out of my eyes. He finished off his beer and threw it at a wall, the glass shattering everywhere. My dad looks down at me and pushes me on the glass, kicking me in the gut then pressing his boot on my stomach, pressing the glass deep into my body. "I hate you so much you little whore, you should just go die in a hole. No one would care. Why? Cause no one gives a shit about you because you're a lonely little fat ass." I nodded and held back the tears, he bent down and punched me in the gut a few times before he got tired. He would always tell me these things getting into my mind to convince me that they were all true. What he didn't know is that they already convinced me, I knew I was all of those things.  "Go to your room you slut." He pulled me up by my hair and threw me at the staircase.

I ran up the stairs and went to my room, I went to the corner and cried silently not wanting him to hear me crying because I know that would lead to even more pain. I buried my head into my knees and rocked myself back and forth. Why me? Why did he have to talk it all out on me? I'm such a wreck, ugh. I should just roll over and die, put i really should try to pull these out. But I won't be able to reach it.. I'll take a shower and hopefully they will come out.

I get up, my legs wobbling at each step I take. I entered the bathroom and I started to remove my clothes. I pulled down my jeans and long sleeved shirt. Then my bra and underwear, I turned to look in the full mirror and I saw was he was talking about. My stomach was way bigger than other girls, I did have broad shoulders, and my thighs were meaty and disgusting. I cried and I leaned over the toilet with my toothbrush in my hand. I stuck the toothbrush down my throat and I emptied my lunch from yesterday. I cried and stuck it down my throat again, letting out more of my food. I flushed the toilet and turned on the shower, putting my toothbrush back on the sink. I slip into the shower and let the cool water run down my burning body. The water stung each time it hit an open wound, so with all my cuts from the glass made this shower living hell. I saw all the blood flowing down the drain, making beautiful swirls in the water. I smiled a little at all the blood loss but then snapped out of it and washed my hair. Once done with conditioning and washing my body carefully, I stepped out and wrapped my body in a towel. The smell was still strong from me purging so I sprayed some Lysol and put my clothes in the hamper and stepped out into my room. I sniffled and wiped my eyes before slipping into my long sleeved pajama shirt and my plaid pants. I laid on my stomach so then I wouldn't be pressing the remaining glass pieces into skin. I then cried silently into my pillow, crying until I feel asleep.