Simon's Daughters
Told you
**Cora's P.O.V**
I closed and locked my door. I slid down it and let the tears stream down my face. I don't cry in front of people. To me it's a sign of weakness. I'm not weak. I am strong. I brought my knees to my chest and buried my face in them. There are so many things wrong with me. Like they all say. I'm fat. My cheeks are huge. My hair is gross. I just want to lose weight. My cheeks with shrink so will my stomach.
**Louis P.O.V**
"Is she sleeping?" I asked Paula and Sarah shook their heads no.
"Showering?" Zayn asked. They shook their heads.
" Social Status?" Harry asked. Nope.
"Then what is she doing?"
"Come here" They motioned towards her door. Once we got there they put their finger to there lips and put their ears to her door. We copied. I heard quiet cries. OH! They walked into the living room and sat down.
"She doesn't cry in front of people." Oh.
"What are we going to do?" Niall asked obviously worried.
"Honestly there is nothing we can do." Sarah said. "When she wants something she does what ever possible to get it."
"That's it, I'm to talk to her" he said putting his hands in the air.
"There is no point, she will either explode at you again or she won't answer" Sarah answered.
"I don't care, it's worth the try" he said walking towards her door.
****Niall's P.O.V****
I knocked on her door. "Go away"
"Cora please"
"No Niall"
"Cora, I just want to talk."
"No, you want to talk and try to tell me I'm anorexic, that I'm not fat, that every tweet, every facebook post, everything isn't real. That I do belong, that I do have talent"
"Cora, what are you talking about, what tweets, what post?"
"Nothing"
"CORA LET ME IN" The door unlocked. I walked in. As soon as I walked in I was slapped across the face.
"YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER, YOU DO NOT SCREAM AT ME WHAT TO DO."
"You know what, whatever" I walked out. I give up. I walked back into the living room.
"Told you so" Paula laughed at the red mark on my face. Damn she can hit hard.
I closed and locked my door. I slid down it and let the tears stream down my face. I don't cry in front of people. To me it's a sign of weakness. I'm not weak. I am strong. I brought my knees to my chest and buried my face in them. There are so many things wrong with me. Like they all say. I'm fat. My cheeks are huge. My hair is gross. I just want to lose weight. My cheeks with shrink so will my stomach.
**Louis P.O.V**
"Is she sleeping?" I asked Paula and Sarah shook their heads no.
"Showering?" Zayn asked. They shook their heads.
" Social Status?" Harry asked. Nope.
"Then what is she doing?"
"Come here" They motioned towards her door. Once we got there they put their finger to there lips and put their ears to her door. We copied. I heard quiet cries. OH! They walked into the living room and sat down.
"She doesn't cry in front of people." Oh.
"What are we going to do?" Niall asked obviously worried.
"Honestly there is nothing we can do." Sarah said. "When she wants something she does what ever possible to get it."
"That's it, I'm to talk to her" he said putting his hands in the air.
"There is no point, she will either explode at you again or she won't answer" Sarah answered.
"I don't care, it's worth the try" he said walking towards her door.
****Niall's P.O.V****
I knocked on her door. "Go away"
"Cora please"
"No Niall"
"Cora, I just want to talk."
"No, you want to talk and try to tell me I'm anorexic, that I'm not fat, that every tweet, every facebook post, everything isn't real. That I do belong, that I do have talent"
"Cora, what are you talking about, what tweets, what post?"
"Nothing"
"CORA LET ME IN" The door unlocked. I walked in. As soon as I walked in I was slapped across the face.
"YOU ARE NOT MY FATHER, YOU DO NOT SCREAM AT ME WHAT TO DO."
"You know what, whatever" I walked out. I give up. I walked back into the living room.
"Told you so" Paula laughed at the red mark on my face. Damn she can hit hard.
@CarterMarie
That's so sad... I'm sorry.
2/23/15