Letters To Josie (A Liam Payne fanfic)

one.

*Flashback*

"NO!" I screamed as the slaps came. "P-p-please! Stop!" I stuttured. He kept hitting me.

He started throwing things at me now. "DAD, STOP!" I heard Josie yell. The pain stopped and I heard muzzled screams from the door. I peaked through all the hair on my face to see my dad, now hitting Josie. When he was done I pretended to still be crying.

"I've had enough with you guys and all of your shit. I'll be back in a couple of hours." He left the house and drove off. 

"J-Josie?" I saw her unconcious on the floor. No, this can't be happening, I thought to myself. I picked Josie up and drove her to the hospital. After patiently waiting for what seemed like forever, the doctors finally came out and told me the news.

"She had a concussion. Unfortunately, she bled too much, and died. I'm so sorry for your loss." 

I cried for what seemed like months, never going to forget my wonderful sister.

*End of flashback* 

I took a deep breathe and climbed the tree once again. Arriving at the top I took out the letter and string from my pocket. I put the string through the little hole I made at the top, then tied the letter to one of the branches. "Love you, Josie." I whispered, climbing back down the tree. "JAMIE!" I heard being yelled over and over. I looked down to see my Dad. The one and only asshole who killed my only sister. "I'm going,"  I yelled back. When I got to the bottom and was walking back home he started bitching at me. "I don't get why you do that stupid stuff, she's not coming back. She deserved to die. She was worthless." 

"Don't talk about Josie like that. She was amazing. She didn't deserve to die."  He sighed, "Sure, whatever you say." I walked away from him. "Hey, where are you going?" He asked. "Somewhere where you're not."

Jamie's letter to Josie:

"Dear Josie,

It hasn't stopped. Everyone still keeps bullying me, they think i'm some kind of joke.. My cuts have gotten worse. I don't have anymore room on my thighs to cut anymore, and I don't want to cut my wrists, it's too obvious. And everyone already thinks I'm emo because of the bands I listen to. I wish you were still here. I wish we didn't have him as a father. You'd still be here if it weren't for him. I really do hate life. I just want to get it over with. I won't be missed. I don't have any friends, Dad doesn't care about me. Mom left after I told her you died. I haven't seen her since then, I haven't talked to her in 4 years. I really wish some miracle could happen and you could magically come back. Like if you had never died, if you had just run away, or went to go sleep over Allison's house.. for 4 years.. But I don't think miracles like that happen. I just wish someone could come and make my life better. Like a friend that would sit with me at lunch, and I would tell them everything, and they'd do the same in return. I'd sleepover their house all the time, and we'd have hot chocolate, no matter the weather. We'd watch movies, take pictures that they'll upload on their Facebook, Twitter, or Instagram at a later time. All the bestfriend stuff you did with Allison, you know? I just hope things get better. Maybe you can make my life better? No, i'm just joking. If it's meant to be, it'll happen. Love you.

- Jamie ♥"

(A/N- I know this chapter is boring but it will get better c: I'm not good at writing the beginning of stories, but I'm good at writing all the other stuff.(: It's weird.. And the girl i'm using for Jamie is to the right :D)