She Will Be Loved(1D Fanfiction)

Evie meets these five boys and may even save her. Can they change her view of life? Will she fall for one? Maybe two? Will they both fall for her? Some hearts will break, but will mend in time. Do I sense betrayl? Lies? Secretcy?:O Read and find out!

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3. 3. That B****!

I was furious! I drew my arm back, ready to torpedo it into her angular face, but instead I just grabbed all of my stuff, swung the door open and ran out. I took out my cheap peice of crap fllip phone and it was 1:17 in the morning. I didn’t know where I was going I just kept on running from that house. I ran a few blocks, passing my house; I couldn’t tell my aunt, uncle, or my cousins what had happened. My aunt made me promise not to tell anyone about my abilities because she didn’t want any unnecessary attention, which was guaranteed if the word got out. She also made me promise for my sake, to try to give me the normal life I deserved. I kept on running for what felt like hours. I stopped in front of an abandoned, wrecked home. Without thinking I ran in, busting the door open like a football jock. I slipped on an old rotten raccoon corpse and fell right on my butt, sending me crashing through the floor boards, landing on my back, knocking the wind out of me. That’s the last thing I remember and then tears flowing down my cheeks, before the room went black.

I wake up- I think a day or two later, I don’t even know. I wince as I get up a little too fast and fall right back down, introducing me to the brand new bruises I’ve acquired. I attempt getting up again slower this time. Oh gosh does that hurt. I wiped at my eyes again, my face soar from crying. I pushed myself to walk back to my house even though just about every muscle in my fragile petite body ached. I eventually made it back. Once I walked through the door I was embraced in a little too tight of a hug according to my bruises, I winced. My aunt backed away and held me at arm’s length with her hands on my shoulders, examining every inch of my body. Lucky for me she is a nurse, so I explained everything that had happened as she explained to me what was broke and what was bruised. Apparently I broke a few ribs and bruised my buttocks. I stayed home for the next couple of weeks.

Today is my first day back to school. I am really nervous at what the rumors are going around currently about my absence. My aunt insists she drives me so I allow her, I don’t feel like playing twenty questions on the bus anyway. We get in the car and start driving. We pull into the parking lot and she says, "Evie, if anything happens or you don’t feel good or whatever DO NOT hesitate to call me on your cell.” My aunt is never the rule breaker type and now she is telling me to use my cell phone to call her if I had any problems? She must really be worried. “Ok, thanks. I’m sure everything will be fine, but if anything comes up I’ll call you.” I respond, hoping I’m taking an unneeded weight off her shoulders. We exchange smiles and I’m off. I walk through the doors and head to my locker. There are two halls I need to go through to get there; one is the 9th grade hallway and my hallway (10th grade hallway.) My locker is at the end of the hall, and let me tell you it is a long hall.

I started walking down the ninth grade hallway and not one person missed the chance to glare at me. I quickened my pace and turned to the tenth grade hallway. Once I entered this one I immediately wanted to go back to the glaring hallway. I was about half way down the hall and one of the populars Chelsey (I may be stereotyping but in our school you were either a popular, a suck up (the next best thing), or a ‘socially deprived’ as the populars would call them.) Came up to me and spat out in that annoying, high pitch, mocking voice , “Did you have any premonitions about my body parts being found in a river last night?” I was shocked. How did she know about that? Brenda wasn’t friends with the populars that I knew of. Or was she? No, we would always talk about them behind their backs. I just kept walking. Once she realized I wasn’t paying attention to her or was trying not to she walked away. I finally made it to my locker. I started throwing my books on the shelf. I shut my locker and there Brenda is leaning against the locker next to mine, holding her iPhone. Grinning, she held it up to my face and clicked play. I froze in my tracks. It was a video of that entire night, of everything I said! That’s why everyone was staring at me! She must have posted that video!

 

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