Come Back To Me(1D)

Dearest Brianna

*Brianna's POV*

Normal morning. I wipe away the tears that stayed on my cheeks all night and looked in the mirror. My cheeks are puffy, pink, and swollen from crying myself to sleep. Nobody understands how hard it is to fall out of love.

I brush my brown hair out. Ew. It looks gross. I don't care. I'll just throw it up in a messy bun anyway.

I quickly remove all the makeup dried underneath my eyes. I can't stand the sight of my face like that.

Looking in the mirror, I let my eyes pick out every bad part of my body.

My hips are too big.

Butt's too little.

Waist too big,

Thighs too big.

Kneecaps odd.

Calves are fat.

Feet are too small.

Boobs too small.

Arms too fat.

Fingers too long.

Nails too short.

Face too ugly.

Now my eyes, I can't complain about.

I have my mom's eyes. 

They remind me of her.

I miss my mom.

We both have these blue eyes, that have 2 random thin bright green circles in them.(pic on the side)

Now my father, he had cruel brown eyes. His eyes are the kind that you could look at them and you knew he was judging you. He was always judging. Always.

You see, my mom was such an innocent lady. Beautiful. Her soft smile was comforting. She was quite a catch for my father. That is, until she realised he was actually quite a mean man. She tried to divorce him when I was 11, so that she & I could start a new life. 

Unfortunately, he had other ideas. He killed my mom, and shot me.

I survived, hardly. 

He was in jail. Then he went missing for months.

They then found his dead body outside of the child home I was staying at. He had a note in his pocket, which they gave to me.

It read,

Brianna.

You sick child.

You won't be alive for long.

Enjoy the time you have before I take you back with me.

-Father

I cried, and cried.

Apparently a man saw him trying to enter, and shot him, but ran away because he didn't want to face the consequences of murder. They found the man and told him it was okay when the man told them what happened.

My father was trying to get in, and had a gun in his hand, and saw the man, and shot at him, but dropped the gun, as he was drunk. The man jumped and got the gun, shot my dad, and then felt terrible, so he just ran off.

Everything's fine now, I guess.

But I lost my mother.

And even though she's probably watching over me, I still feel so alone.

I left Eli. He was a good boyfriend. Always has been. But both of us knew something wasn't right.

We weren't meant to be together.