I'm really not sure...

My name is Abby and I'm am Louis Tomlinson's girlfriend... i think i can't remember anything from the past um 3 years to be exact. Why? I think i was in a car accident but no one has really told me. Oh and by the way who is Louis Tomlinson?


19. She won't ever forgive me.

I ran as fast as my legs would carry me to that alley. The guy was sitting on top of her, his fists raised. Abby layed there, her hands covered her face. There was blood trickling down her cheek. I lost it. I grabbed that guy by his hair and pulled him back. He tryed to fight back but I pinned him to the ground. I punched him in the face, hard. Right on his nose, he cried out in pain. I did that again, and again, until you couldn't tell who he was anymore. I got up, after about 20 minutes of punching him. He didn't move. I looked at Abby, she didn't seem upset or happy. I tryed to walk over to her, but she was already walking away. "Abby.... help me." The guy reached out for her, she kicked him hard in his chest. I grabbed her wrist attempting to get her to stay with me. "Louis, I still don't forgive you. I'm only with this guy because you left!" She ripped her wrist out of my grip and started running away. I just stood there, staring at her. I really screwed up when I left.



I know Louis saved me and everything, but I was still furious with him. I ran away tears in my eyes. I couldn't stand to even look at him. I hurt more now, I remebered every smile he had given me. Every kiss. Everything. I sprinted to my apartment. I ripped off my too short shorts and too tight shirt. I changed into a pair of skinny jeans with a sweatshirt. Just like I used to wear. I wiped off my eyeliner and threw all my drugs out the window. I smashed all the beer bottles into the trash can. I needed to stop this. Seeing Louis' face mad me realize how much I screwed my life up. I took a suit case out of my closet and packed all my essentials. "Um, Ma'm? I would like to move out. Now. I'm sorry for the short notice. I just need to leave." The lady at the front desk just stared at me. So, I left. I had no idea where I was going to go. I needed to start my life over, again. I thought the best place to go would be my parents house.

    After three knocks, my mom answered the door. "Abby!" She hugged me, hard. "I missed you so much!" She obiously didn't notice my tear stained eyes and my smokey smell. "I missed you to, a lot. I was wondering if I could move back in." I guestured to my suitcase. "Of course! Come in!" The house was so clean and nice. Unlike my run down apartment. I brought my suitcase up to my room. It felt so good to be away from all those bad influences. I could finally breath again. My life was starting over, I was finally able to see. Then, the door bell rang.



She left me so suddently. I needed to talk to her. I knew she was hurt physically and mentally. I went to the first place she might be, her mom's house. Her mom answered. "Hi Louis!" She seemed happier. "I know I just asked you not to long ago but-" She cut me off. "Abby's upstairs! She came home and asked if she could move back in! ABBY!" I heard footsteps then I saw her. She was wearing skinny jeans and a hoodie. Her make up had been taken off. She had a large cut on her face, probably where that guy had hit her. "Louis, leave." She looked scared and hurt. "Abby..." I stepped inside to try to get closer to her. She back away, her hands covered her face. "Please don't hurt me!" Why would I hurt her? Oh, she was just in an abusive relationship. "Abby! He will not hurt you! Talk to him!" Her mom forced Abby towards me. Abby looked so scared. "I would never hurt you Abby!" I gently wrapped her in a hug, she pushed me away. "You still broke my heart. I don't forgive you if that's what you came her to find out." She was really mad, why was I such an idiot. "Oh yeah! And when you left, I remembered everything. EVERYTHING! You were so nice to me! What happened!" Wait she remeberred everything? Oh my god. I majorly screwed up!

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