You're my Missing Page- a Niall Horan fan fiction

Chapter 2

*Tori’s P.O.V.*

It’s 8pm when we close the store. After that, Sky and I went for dinner in a restaurant nearby.

When I got home, it’s already 9:30 pm,

“Mom, I’m back!” I opened the front and yell, but already I hear the sound of arguing. It’s my parents again.

My father seldom comes home. He probably spent all the money my mother gave him. My mother is a well paid stylist, but as long as she got home, she quickly got drunk.

“Give me those money, you bitch!” my father yelled from the kitchen while my mom walks to the living room with a bottle of liquor in her hand.

“Fuck you, Nick! Really, fuck you!” she waves the bottle in her hand and pointed at dad. “Every time you come back is asking for more and more money, what about me? What about your daughter?” she pointed at another direction, I think she was trying to point at me, but she pointed at the wrong direction. And then she opens her arms and falls on the sofa.

“Well, I don’t think you’re qualifying enough to judge me for not being a good parent! Now, where the fuck did you put that money? ” He started to search everywhere in the house, while mom just lie on the sofa, I think she’s totally drink that she doesn’t even know what is going on.

I take off my shoes and coat, then start to walk upstairs. When I walk by dad, I whispered “Hi father, good to see you again.”

I locked myself in my room. My dad is still searching every single inch of my house; he is so determined to find that money. He will find it; it’s just the matter of time.

When I was younger, I would cry myself to sleep because of this. But I am a grown up now, and I get used to it. Sometimes I just wish I can have someone who I can talk to and cuddle with. I want someone who would make me feel better no matter what. I want someone to love. I was in love a few times before, but all of those boys are cheaters, they liked me just because I am different from the other girls and I am new to them.

My phone buzzed. It’s a message from Sky.

“Hey! What’s up! My parents are not home, bored! L”

“Well, my parents are home. :’(”

“Oh no! Another fight?”

“Yes!”

“Sorry D: wanna come over?”

“No, I’ll be fine: D”

I put down my phone and burry my head into my hands. Suddenly my door is opened. My dad is holding a key.

“Where did you get that?” I ask

“It’s on the dining table. Where did your mom put her money?” he basically yelled at me.

“The ATM! DUH!!!” I yelled back and turn to do my own work again. But I feel huge pain in my head. He’s grabbing my hair; I can feel a few of them are broken.

“OW! Stop it!!!” I scream. He wouldn’t give up and keeps drag me out of the room. I can’t balance myself and finally fall on the ground. He let go and screams. “Where is the money? Bitch!”

“I am NOT a bitch! I am your daughter!”

“And a daughter is supposed to provide her dad what he needs for life, isn’t she?”

“Oh! So you mean to tell me that you want shit from me? Huh?” then I feel a huge force hit me on the face. He slaps me. HE SLAPS ME! “OW! Stop it!” then another slap arrived on my cheek. It really hurts and my tears started to fall.

“Why are you doing this? If you want money so bad, why don’t you go find yourself a job! You are a university graduate!” I yell at him like a crazy woman with all the tears and blood on my face.

He didn’t reply. He just stands at the end of the hallway, looking like a giant to me. There is full of anger and evil in his dead eyes. I really think that he can kill me with a single thumb, just like how he kills a pest.

He walks to me and put his large hand on my neck and asks angrily. “Where did your mother out her money?” he pulled an ugly smile on his face; his breath smells like he hasn’t brush for weeks.

“In the closet.” I shut my eyes and whisper.

“That’s my girl.” He wipes away my tears and run to my mother’s closet.

I immediately rush back to my bed room and lock the door again; I even put my chair behind the door. My hands are still shaking. I look myself in the mirror; there are two big bruise on my cheeks and a few wounds. I lie down on the bed and cry really hard. I saw a teddy bear on my desk. It is the first and the only present that my parents got me together. It has the recording function. I pressed its right arm and the recording started to play.

“Hello Tori. Welcome home. We love you.”

It’s my parents talking in a happy voice. We used to be the kind of family that everyone would want to have. However, everything chenged when my father lost his job.

*Flashback*

“Mommy, when will daddy come back? I want the M&M’s!!” I shook my mother’s hand and asked. I was about10 and my father would often buy me M&M’s to encourage me for studying.

“He’ll be back very soon. Go do your work or play with the Barbie. If daddy sees you annoy mommy, he won’t give you the chocolate.” Mom said. So I just walked away. When I reached the living room; the door opened and I knew it was daddy. So I ran to him and hugged his leg. Then I started asking “Daddy, where’s Tori’s M&M’s?”

“Get off! You little bitch!” he pushed me on the ground and I started crying as dad had never been so mad at me before. Mom must have heard me crying. She ran out the kitchen; helped me up and told me to go back to my room. But I didn’t, I just hide and listen to them fighting all the time.

“What the hell is going on with you? Why are you holding that beer? You never drink!” Mom scolded dad.

“What happened? I got fired! That’s what happened!” He yelled. “I can’t pay for my clothes, my house and the M&M’s!” he yelled even louder.

“You got fired?” mom was totally shocked. “Well, you should go find a job! Not coming back here!”

“So you don’t want me to come back? Oh of course! I almost forgot. I am now an unemployed. I don’t deserve you! You old friend Simon does though. Why don’t you go find that rich guy?”

Simon? Who’s Simon? Mom never talked about him. I thought to myself.

“What? Wait, there’s nothing to do with Simon! It’s you! I give you two choices. You either go find a job, or get out of this house!”

“Fine! I’ll go then! And don’t you miss me ‘cuz I’ll NEVER come back!” Dad screamed out his lungs. He closed the front door harshly and left. He never came back since then, not even packing his stuffs.

*Flashback ends*

A few months later, mother got a stylist job in Uncle Simon’s management company. She met Aunt Lou and they were good friends. But then one day dad suddenly came back and asks for money. He abused mom and me pretty hard and gone with almost all the money we had in the house. He kept coming back for money about every 2-3 months. My mother started her drinking habit since then. Aunt Lou tried to help my mom but she failed and they finally split up. Mom was getting more and more lazy. She stops showing up at work and made a lot of major mistakes due to the drinking habit. Luckily Uncle Simon and she were good friends since they were young, so he didn’t fire her. Instead, he keeps paying her for nothing.

I ended up crying myself to sleep because of all these memories. Before I fell asleep, I was thinking about Niall. I don’t know why; but I was thinking: maybe he’s thinking of me as well…or maybe not.