She's Not Afraid

Samantha writes her favorite band (and her idols), One Direction, a fan letter. She figures noones will even read it, but it feels good to finally tells someone what shes feeling. When she gets a letter back, she expects it to be the boys signatures. Just the same as every other fan gets. But what happens when the boys actually read her letter? Will she meet her idols? Will one of them start to fall? Maybe more than one... Read to find out ;)


6. My Life My Choice.

Samanthas POV.            


             Ir's been a few days, and I'm still waiting for my little signature from One Direction. I've walked to the post office everyday to check my mail. I don't get it delivered to my house because i don't want Mom and Jeff to read them. The mail man knows me by now. I think I've actually made a new friend. That's a plus from this experience. I've also started to paint and draw again. Despite the bullying at school and my mom and Jeff at home my life seems pretty good. And thats just from One Direction and painting? Yep. Like I said in the letter, it doesn't take much to make me happy.

             I walked into the post office when Janice, the mailman (lady) yelled, 

             "Sammi! You got the letter from those boys you love so much!"  Yah, i told her my whole story. Well, except for the physical abuse from my parents. I don't want to get anyone in trouble. Even if they deserve it. 

             Janice handed me a letter adresses form... Harry Styles?! What? They actually read it? Maybe it was just managment write "by Harry". Yah, that's probably it. I put the letter in the hidden pocket of my sweatshirt. I made a hidden pocket so that Jeff and Mom don't find it. I walked home and quickly slipped upstairs without being noticed. Mom and Jeff were asleep from a long night of drinking. I locked my door and opened the letter. This is what it said..

             "Hi Samantha. It's Harry. Yes, we do actually read your fan mail. Not managment. Otherwise I wouldn't be writing this to you now. Haha. Anyways, your letter really got to me. I felt like I could feel your pain through your words. And, your also really pretty. I convinced managment to let us give you a visit with One Direction! Because of your troubles at home, I also convinced them to let you stay with us for a whole month! or longer ;) That is, if you want to. You seem really nice and pretty from your letter, and I would really like to meet you. Now you have even more to live for! Remember Sam, never give up. If you did take your life when you were 14, you wouldn't have this chance to meet me and the boys now! Everything gets better. Trust me. 

                       Lots of love,

                                Harry Styles."


             Woah... wait.. did Harry call me pretty?! Twice!! Oh my god! Im meeting One Direction. Maybe Harry has a crush on me. Wait, what am I thinking? They obviously just pitty me. Oh well, it's still a chance to meet One Direction. On the back of the paper was all the flight details. The flight was ....tomorrow!? Oh gosh. I started packing my bag when Jeff and Mom walked in.

            "Where are you going?" My mom asked. Honestly, she wasn't that bad when she wasn't drunk. She just had a problem that ruined her life. And Jeff. Jeff was a problem. My mom stopped drinking for a little bit, but when she started dating him, it all started again. 

             "Oh.. well.. you see, I won a trip to meet One Direction!" I gave a weary smile to finish it off. 

             "Oh... Whatever.." She said and walked out. Leaving me with...him. He was bad with or without drinks.

                "You little slut. They just pitty you. And your obviously just going there so you can bang all those poor boys. Why would they ever want you? Why would anyone ever want you?" He said as he shut the door to my room. He started walking to me. Jeff punched me square in the nose and knocked me to the ground. He grabbed my arm and twisted it up. 

              "Ahhhhh!" I screamed in the pain. I think he broke me wrist. 

             "Your staying here with me. Forever!" Jeff screamed in my face, still twisting my arm. 

            Im done with him. I have put up with him for so damn long. Im done. I kicked him square in the crotch. He let go of me and winced over in pain. I got up, went right up to him and yelled in his face.

              "Im sick or you! Im not even related to you! Its my life, and ill do what i want! " and then i kicked him again. I have no idea were i got the strength  to do that. Wow. 

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