Struggling To Let Go

September Bright moves to Boston after her father passes, leaving her best friend Niall Horan behind. Her mum moves on to an abusive step father, what will happen when she runs into Niall again? Will he be able to help her? Could she ever be happy again? But nothing lasts forever, and there always seems to be something or someone in the way..


1. Chapter 1

September’s P.O.V

“Get up now whore!” My step dad shouted. I panicked; I wasn’t sure what I’m supposed to do anymore? At school, I am bullied daily. And at home… I am abused daily. There is nowhere safe for me anymore. “Did you not here me? We’ll have a repeat of yesterday if you’re not careful. “Y-Yesterday?” I stuttered confused. “Oh you don’t remember? I see the drugs worked. Care for me to remind you?” He gave an evil smile. I felt tears come to my eyes as he took his shirt off and came closer to me. “I’m home!” My mum shouted, saving me. My step dad, Dan quickly shoved his top on and whispered “Not a word or you’ll regret it baby.’’ He laughed running out the room. I looked at the time, my heart was still racing. 8 – shit! I had school in 10 minutes, I shoved my uniform on quickly “Mum I have to go, I’m late!” “Let Dan take you?” No! Please. “I’d love to take you.” Dan said with a wicked grin. “Arh, thanks darl.” My mum said kissing him on the cheek, yuck. I really wanted to tell her, but I’d be putting her at a higher risk. I grabbed my bag dreading the way to school. “Oh, and I’m going to Ireland with Drew for 2 weeks, I’m leaving soon today. Dan said it was okay to leave you with him.” My mum shouted before I left. “No!” I shout, then notice the horrified look Dan was giving me. “I mean I’ll miss you.” My mum let out a confused laugh, then said goodbye as I got in the car. Dan got in the driving seat. He slapped me across the face, and punched me in the stomach, I squealed in pain. “That’s for not listening to my orders and acting as if something’s up.” He said in a matter of fact kind of way. The kicked me in the stomach. I winced in pain “oh, and that was for not remembering the night of your life last night.” He smiled. I stayed silent, scared of being kicked again. He started driving, and I tried to hold the tears back. “A week with my girl will be fun, wont it babe?” He said laughing. “No” I mumbled, and then felt a hard slap on my cheek again. I was in so much pain right now, I just felt like nothing. We pulled up at a small and empty road right near my school. “Sure you don’t want to miss school today? We can have the whole day in each other’s arms, your mums probably left by now.” He gave another evil grin, as if he’s already planned something. Could I take a week of this? “I suppose we have got the whole week alone, don’t want a 17 slut like you taking my last hour or so with Drew up.” He’d been having an affair with my mum’s best friend ever since they first got together, which was 3 years ago. This is when this first started. I’d been pregnant twice. But he beat the shit out of me till there was nothing but bruises. “Give us a good bye kiss then baby girl.” He didn’t just mean a kiss on the cheek – he meant a full snog. I took a deep breath and ‘obeyed’ him. I hated it; he pulled away after a couple of minutes “See you soon baby.” He snorted as I went out the car. I walked through the school gates, and I was half an hour late already. I went to the reception to get a late slip. I had to write the time I got here and why I was late, maybe I ought to lie on this one.. I thought and sighed loudly whilst scribbled ‘over slept’ on the piece of yellow paper. I walked into my first lesson – which was English, great. I thought, I stepped into the door. My usual seat was taken, I searched the room for a spare one, but there wasn’t. “Oh, I thought considering you were late there’s no part participating in the rest of my lesson.” Mr Hornby said, causing the class to laugh. “We have some new student’s this year, would you do the honours to show them around?” He said, I nodded – knowing it wasn’t a question, it was an order. He directed me to the dining hall where five boys sat. They stopped talking as I walked towards them and stared at me like I was some sort of alien. “Oh, great – to think we’d get away from the fan-girling girls by going to a stupid school.” A curly haired boy said rudely. “Im sorry, what?” I ask genuinely not knowing why girls would fan girl over five twats. “Sorry about Harry. I’m Niall by the way.” A boy with a thick Irish accent spoke. “What’s up with her face?” Harry whispered a bit too loudly to a different boy in a striped t-shirt and braces whilst laughing. I turned red immediately, and faced the floor. “Ask her.” The boy whispered back. “Guys, she can hear you, you know. People have feelings.” A boy with a weird accent said. “Oh, I’m Liam by the way, and you are?” He said to me. “September.” I think it was Harry that started laughing at my name. But I didn’t care; I’ve heard it all before – too much. “Look, I don’t want to be here anymore than you lot. I don’t know what you’re on about by ‘fan girling girls’ but I most deffinately am not one of them. I was told to show you round, but if you don’t want that I’ll just go.” I said annoyed. “Sorry for Harry. I’m Zayn and that’s Louis. We’re a band from the UK, One Direction. And we need to be shown round, so please could you help us?” He said almost sympathetically. Louis and Harry stayed in the dining hall whilst I showed the boys around. “Shall we just skip this, and go outside?” Niall asked, obviously bored. Honestly, I couldn’t think of anything I nodded and followed them outside. “So, September, how old are you?” Liam asked making conversation. “17.” I tried to smile, but my stomach killed, and my cheeks stung like crazy. “Have you lived in Boston all your life?” “I used to live in Mullingar. But my dad died, so we moved here.”

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