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Why Me

Chapter Two


Tiana’s P.O.V.

My doctor told me go to school today, thankfully. After what Louis and Zayn did to me yesterday I couldn’t walk, and had to go to the hopsital. My mother, of course, was pissed. “Why do you always have to go around hurting yourself and costing me money? Do you ever care about anyone else? You probably only did this to get attention, you little whore.” I didn’t tell her that I was bullied and somebody else did it to me. I made up a dumb excuse about slipping on a banana peel and she bought it! And she calls me stupid. I wish I could tell her about me being bullied, but after the first time I was bullied by the gang, I knew I could never tell.

Flashback

I was slumped against the wall whinning in pain, Tazia at my side. “IF YOU EVER, AND I DO MEAN EVER TELL ANYONE ABOUT WHAT WE DO TO YOU, WE WILL KILL YOU. And it most definitely, will not, be painless.” Louis spat in our faces and walked away with the guys.
I hear Tazia speaking and I have to focus, drowning out my thoughts of finding a way to tell. “Fucking bastard, bet that motherfucker gets everything he asks for. And what do we get? Jack shit. And we never did a damn thing!” I roll my eyes and we help each other up. We limp to the bathroom and get cleaned up.

Flashback over.

I don’t know what came over me yesterday. Why I thought I could getting away with telling.

Flashback

Zayn saw me talking to the teacher and heard their names. He walked over and covered it up acting like we had a question about a project, and the teacher believed him! He drug me to the back of the building and threw me to the ground. “Don’t move or this will be much worse.” He warned me. He pulled out his phone and called someone, presumably Louis. “I caught her about to rat us out. Mhm, yup. Back of the building. Okay, see you soon.” He looked back at me and I cringed away from the hate in his gaze. He leaned down to where he was on my level. Then he grabbed my shirt in two hands, and ripped it open. I gasped in shock, and he realized I might scream so he gagged me. He began to grope me and mess with me until Louis came up.
“Aye, mate, what are you doing?” Louis asked. “Teaching her she belongs to us and she better not run her whore mouth again.” Zayn told him. He just shook his head and crouched down to my level. He stroked my cheek. “You’re not going to try that again are you sweetie?” He asked. I was too scared to answer so he slapped me, but not too hard. I nodded, unable to control my shaking and sobs. “Well let’s make sure that’s so.” He said. Then he knocked me out. When I came to, I was laying on the ground. My hair wasn’t messed up, my shirt wasn’t torn, and there was no marks on me. But my leg hurt. I looked down and touched it gently, and realized it was broke.

Flashback over.

I was laying on the couch, very comfortable in my lazy day outfit, when my phone vibrated. I looked down and saw Tazia texted me and I can tell she’s upset about me not being there today. I hope she understands when she sees my leg.

Notes

Silver again. Like one more chapter and then I'm done. I'll mainly just edit chapters as the other two write them probably.


Comments

Please do

@mcalanna22

Louis1story Louis1story
8/8/14

i wouldnt mind helping

mcalanna22 mcalanna22
8/3/14

one comment. bully not bullie. otherwise good

mcalanna22 mcalanna22
8/3/14