Broken

Olivia Kirk watched her parents get brutally murdered and is forced to move in with her abusive uncle. He abuses her in many terrible ways. Somehow though she holds it all together and starts art college. There she reunites with her cousin Louis Tomlinson. She also meets four other amazing guys who turn her life around. They teach her how to trust and love. But what happens when she falls for all of them? Will her past and present affect her future?


This is my first fanfiction so I hope you'll read it...and give me feedback...nicely. Well hope you enjoy(: xx

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1. Chapter One

Libby's POV
You know how they say labels don't work unless you wear them? Well, that's not true. I never asked to be labeled as "freak" or "the girl who watched her parents get murdered." Yes, you read that right, my parents were murdered. I was there. I still can't get the image out of my head at night, I miss them terribly, and my life hasn't been the same since.
I now live at my.....my uncles house. If that's what you call monsters who were related to your dad. My Uncle Ray has been abusing me for years now since my dad died and my aunt left him. Don't get me wrong he used to be normal. I actually used to think of him as my favorite uncle. Funny how things change...
Anyways, I have to get ready. I start my year at art college. Which means that no one will know me. Which means they wont know my story..Anyways, I start art school this year and I can't wait. I get excited at just the thought.
But what does one wear to art school? Polka dots? No. Stripe tee? Nope. Flower print dress, jean jacket, and flats? Most definitely. After dressing, I start to fluff my soft brownish auburn wavy hair, and apply mascara to my bright green eyes framed with thick, dark lashes. It looks perfect...well as close as I can get.
"OLIVIA! Get down here now!" Oh no. Oh no. "Didn't you hear me?" roared my Uncle Ray, "Get your ass down here now!" I slowly made my way down the stairs. I could feel myself trembling. I could already feel the pain. "Don't you look nice? I'm sure you could make a lot of money working a corner in that dress," said my uncle with disgust. I looked down and tried to go eat, but before I could I felt a stab of pain. I automatically grab my side and choke down a sob. "I wasn't done speaking with you!" I slowly turned towards the evil being, eyes watering. I managed to get out, "Yes?" "I'm going out of town for the week. Watch the house, and don't try anything funny. You know what will happen," he said oh so calm compared to his last outburst. I slowly nodded. "Oh and I want to see you after school," he said seductively. Almost a disgusting little purr. I wanted to barf. I again nodded slowly.
My alarm to leave for school went off loudly. I started setting this a couple years ago so that I could escape situations like this and still be on time for school. I started to approach the door when he called, "Don't be late!" I took a deep breath and walked out the door. I was ready for that fresh start.

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