Life gets better

A 17 year old girl named Bella lived with her father, her mother died when she was 15. Her father abused her but she had no family to go to. One day she got away and was saved my a blonde Irish boy named Niall he was from a boy band One Direction. Will they get together, will she find someone else, will her father find her, there are so many questions but the only way you are going to answer them is to read for your self.


1. Chapter 1


   I am Bella I am 17 and I have blond hair with brown eyes. When I was 15 my mother die which left me with my father but the only thing is that he started drinking and when i turned 16 he started abusing me, and he has been abusing me ever sense, and that is how my story starts.

  I was standing in front of my dresser trying to find something to wear but the only problem is that nothing fit me because i have not gotten any new clothes sense i was 14 and that was three years ago. I take out a shirt that looked like would fit and slip it on the sweat pants i am wearing are up to my knees and my shirt gots passed my belly button. I go and sit down on my bed and i can hear my father yelling my name from down stairs so i get up and walk down. When i get down my father was sitting down in his chair staring at the wall. "Bell get my a beer" he yelled "why cant you get your own god damn beer you just need to get up and walk three feet and you are there." "Don't you back talk me now get my a fucking beer" he said as he through a book at me and it hit my in the head and i fell to the ground in pain. I put my hand to my head and looked at it and there was blood on my hand. "Now get me a beer you bitch" he said as i get up and grab him a beer and walk over and give it to him, "now go to your room he said as he slapped me across the face as i turn around and run to my bedroom. I go in my bedroom and jump on my bed and cry into my pillow for a couple seconds and i get up because i can feel my pillow getting wet. Oh my god  say as i look at my pillow full of blood and i run to the bathroom and put a towel around my head, i still don't get that we have towels when we don't even have a shower but what ever. I look into the cracked mirror and my right cheek is all black and blue and swollen.

   I just stand there thinking and then it came to me i am going to get away i am going to get a few things ready and then i will sneak out of the door and run. I walked out of the bathroom into my room and started to pack


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