Isn't She Lovey- I Want You Back

Teenage life ain't always the easiest for the two children on once famous Niall Horan and Isabell Horan. What come's with teenage life can haunt you in the future. bad memories could come spinning back and like could be turned around. So what memories are Sam and Charlotte making?

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10. Give Me More

 

Charlotte's POV:

The whole day I skipped school and chilled with my new friends. I never thought that I could be this type of person. I’m a druggy, a rebel, a child who turned bad.

“Pass me more,” I called over to Kay.

“Whoa,” she laughed, “You can’t have too many a day. You will kill yourself.”

“That’s alright, I don’t care,” I cheered.

“Okay…if you sa--,” Kay was about to finish her sentence but got cut off.

“No Kay, don’t give them too her. That’s just the drugs talking,” Jo said, “they will wear off.”

I sat watching Jo not letting Kay give me any more. It made me mad; I got really angry at him. I just wanted to run up to him and attack his skinny, pain face. I could feel my face throbbing with the amount of anger I held it. Why was I so angry? I rarely ever got angry, and that was only with things worth getting angry for.

“Charlotte, you all right?” Dev asked me. I shook my head in anger and gave him the most evil glare.

“That’s just the after effect of the drugs Charlotte, don’t worry about it. It only lasts for about half an hour” Jo said. I saw them all taking more drugs. Why couldn’t I have any more? I want more!

“Can I have some?” I reached my hand out the Kay. She shook her head and pulled the packets away.

“Why!?” I raised my voice. I stood up from where I sat and felt my fist clench together.

“You have taken way more than us. You took them really quickly,” Dev laughed, “You’re missing out now.” His voice seemed very joyful and happy. That’s not fair. I want more. I have to have more.

“GIVE ME MORE!” I screamed and punched the wall beside me. I felt the bricked scratch away the skin at my knuckles. Blood was left in the place of impact. Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt one bit. I leant up against the wall and slid down to be sitting on my bum. The guys were all laughing at me.

“Nice hit princess,” Jo laughed. I didn’t know if he was being sarcastic or not.

“It’s not funny,” I mumbled and got up from where I sat. I stomped away around the corner and headed for home.

“Where you going?” Kay called over.

“Home!” I shouted.

“Not in that state you’re not,” she replied.

“Just watch me,” I growled and walked away.

Down the road it felt like it got a bit darker. I didn’t care, it made me feel better. The anger in me was slowly fading and the calmness depressingly felt like it was starting up in my system again. Here we go again. I’m going to feel pain once again from all those mean bullies. I felt a small rain drop him my nose and drop off the tip. Another, hit my leg, and then my forehead. More started falling until it was pouring down. I really wasn’t in the state to care about the rain. I just kept walked through the mud, across the field and to my house.   

 

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