This Isn't Fun Anymore

Niall's POV
After hundreds upon hundreds of atempts to go (Most of which failed) We FINALLY get to go on tour! Away from sisters who hurt you,aways from the gangs,away from a parentless girl,away from a town where everything revolves around hatred and hurt.
We're finay away.
Most people take years to leave,only to force their children into the living hell we come to know as home,I just don't get it! Why would parents come back and doom chidren? Why would they come back,period?
I mean,I know I'd never come back here if my life depended on it-
"Hey,Niall,what're you thinking about?"Liam asked,pulling me out of my thoughts.
"Home."I said.
"I thought you hated that place..."Zayn said.
"I do."
"Then why?"
"I just-"I was cut off by my own cellphone.
TO:NIALL
FROM:BETHANY
Hey little blondie,I got tix to ur last concert,so I'l see you them >:)

TO:BETHANY
FROM:NIALL
In your twisted little dreams,bitch!!!!!!!
TO:NIAL
FROM:BETHANY
My dreams have a tendancy to come true
TO:BETHANY
FROM:NIALL
Like What?
TO:NIALL
FROM:BETHANY
Like the time you kept quiet for years... >:)
TO:BETHANY
FROM:NIALL
BITCH!!!!!!!!
"Niall? Why do you even text her back?"Zayn asked
"Because I want her to feel pain,and I know that,somehow,someway,I will get her arse back for all those years she used me as a punching bag,or made me test her medicine to be sure it wasn't poisined,or even those times when my mom was out and I was forced to sleep on the streets ON THE COLD RAIN!!!"

Notes

-J.J.