Ill Miss You

Chapter 1•

"Lou.... Don't leave." I said through the tears streaming down my face. My brother Louis was leaving for three months with One Direction and I won't be able to see him for that time, and were left with our overly drunk, always hungover mom, Christine, and our abusive dad, Ryan. Our mom started drinking a month after Lou left. She couldn't support the family like she would when he was here, and our dad got abusive because he felt, in his words, that 'he lost mum.' I was abused every day. Mostly at night. Durring the day, my mum and dad would just fight. I was 18. So I would go out at night. Before my dad could get me. But somehow he always did. I would drive, far away, to a park on the far side of town, when everyone left. I would sit there, and press the blade to my skin.

*2 months later*

~Louis POV~

I pulled up to the house I left 3 months ago, expecting my sister, Krisilla, to run out. In which she did. Just not with a smile on her face. She had tears streaming down her face, a bruised eye, and a wrap around her wrist. She jumped into my arms and burried her head into my neck. "Get me out of here..." she winced. I nodded my head. I had no clue why any of this is happening. So I took her back to my flat where she kept most of her clothings and blankets anyways. On the car ride there, she stopped crying and explained to me. By the time we got there, I too, had tears down my face. I jumped out of the car in the pouring rain once we reached the flat, opened her door, and hugged her has tight as possible. I don't think she was ready to say anything though. As we pulled away from our awkward sibling hug, I asked, In almost a whisper, "movie

Night?" Kris really loves movies. That might cheer her up. She looked up at me and smiled. " I really would" she said. We walked into the house, leaving the bags behind. Upon entering, she said " I should tell you what happened. What's under this cloth. What happened to our family."

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"A month or so, after you left. Mom started drinking." I could hear the tears she was trying to hide. "and dad started Abusing me..." she said with tears in her eyes. "so I cut. I cut myself. " she blurted out. I just stared at her. "I hope you don't think differently of me... No. Who am I kidding you will now!" she almost yelled. I put a hand on her shoulder. "love, it's okay. We have each other now. That's all we need." she slowly took of the wrap on her arm. Scars covered her skin. "I'm So sorry I ever left. This was a bad id-" I started, but she cut me off. "Lou, don't say that. All that matters is in here now." she said. "No. Kris. This is bad! You can't keep doing this! I mean.." I started, but looked over at her. She lay her head on my shoulder and fell asleep.