Once we got home, I ran upstairs to my room as fast as I could, so I wouldn't have to deal with those two.I knew they were following me. So, I closed my door as fast as I could, but they both stopped the door from closing. I tried to push harder, but they pushed even harder.
The door flew open, and pushed me into the floor.
I stared up at them.
"Show us your arms." Zayn demanded, and my heart literally dropped.
I didn't say anything though. I just stayed where I was... On the floor. Then Zayn came over to me and he grabbed my arm, trying to remove the bracelets to see the cuts, but I kept struggle, then Niall held my other arm and I couldn't move away from them.
They took all of my bracelets off, while I struggled, cried, and begged them not to.
Once my arms were bare, they sucked in a breath.
I felt naked. Like all my secrets have been told. I want to run and hide, somewhere, anywhere.
Niall got up and left the room, but Zayn just stared at my arms.
The marks were deep and dark red.
I pulled my arm from his grip, got up and went to go lay on my bed. I didn't bother to pick up the bracelets, it didn't make sense to wear them since they know now, and they'll probably tell the other boys too.
"Show me your thighs." Damn, I was hoping he wouldn't say anything about it.
I didn't answer him. I'm done talking with them, all of them. They can all rot in hell, for all I care.
"I said, show. Me. Your. Thighs. Now." He pauses at every word.
I still didn't answer him, so he grabbed me and threw me over his shoulder. I screamed and kept hitting his back with my fists, nothing was working.
He started walking downstairs with me over his shoulder. When we got to the last few steps, he got a phone call.
I tried to listen in, but I could only hear what Zayn was saying.
"Hey... Okay good, I was just about to call you... Yeah, can you come quick, I need help with something... Okay see you then, bye." Once he ended the call, I heard the front door open, and in came the other three boys.
"Hey Zayn, so what did you need help with-" Liam stopped himself when he saw Zayn holding me.
I turned around and looked at Liam from Zayn's shoulder, and I'm guessing Zayn mouthed something to the boys because they all nodded to him.
Zayn quickly put me on the sofa and held me down, then the boys quickly came over and took Zayn's place of holding me down, once I realized what Zayn was doing, I started yelling, and trying to get away from them, but it was no use.
Zayn undid the button at the top of my jeans, and unzipped the zipper. Then he slowly pulled my jeans off, while I tried to kick him.
Once they were off, everyone was cursing, except Zayn; he just stared at my thighs, quietly.
I feel even more naked than before. I start to cry quietly, only tears, no sound whatsoever.
No one was holding me down so I take my chance and made a run for it.
I went straight to the bathroom and locked the door. I heard no footsteps, no knocking or banging on the door. I knew after they saw all of my scars, they would think I'm disgusting, ugly attention seeker... I can't stay here. I don't want to stay here. I won't stay here.
I furiously looked through the cabinets until I found what I was looking for; a razor.
I was gonna have one hell of a night.
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Hey lovelies. It's been a while since I updated. It's just because of all the school work I have to do, especially when report cards are coming out soon, and the grades have to be in by this Friday. Ughh kill me. Anywhore, how've you guys been??
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Ficção AdolescenteMeredith Erin Carson is a 16 year old girl who is forced to live with five teenage boys who accidentally killed her grandmother in a car crash.