Same Mistakes

Maddie is just that girl you always see, but never talk to. She's a nobody. Nobody knows what she does at night. Nobody knows she's in an abusive relationship. No one knows One Direction is the only thing keeping her alive. She's been called "weird" for being a directioner. She thinks tonight's going to be the night, but will meeting her idol change her mind? Will he find out he's one of the only five people keeping her alive?


1. Monday Again

    I guess I should start off telling about myself. My name's Maddie. I'm 18. I'm  I guess you could say I'm not the most  popular. I only have one real best friend, her name is Cali. There's one problem, she lives 8 hours away. She moved last year. Oh yeah, I left out the fact that I'm in an abusive relationship. His names Dalton. I did really love him, but that was before he got mad at me. When he gets mad he takes it out on me. I flinch every time someone yells. Nobody knows about this, not even Cali. One Direction is also the only thing that's keeping me alive. No one knows that at night after I see my boyfriend I self harm. I dreaded going to school because besides from my boyfriend I have no one. I get bullied and tonight's going to be the night. no not suicide, I already secretly failed at that. I chickened out. I'm running away. My dream is to be a model. I don't think I'm pretty enough though. Yeah, your average attention whore, right? Your wrong. My parents constantly tell me how I'm not good enough or that I'm useless.

     Well, its Monday morning and I have to get up and go to the place I call the hell hole. You see my cousin once told me that I should never leave the house without makeup, so guess what? I've never left without it since the eighth grade. I threw on my favorite Hollister ripped jeans, my favorite Starbucks tee, and my Toms. I had to be careful to cover the bruises on my legs and back from Dalton.  I always hated going to my bathroom in the morning. That's when I had no makeup on and my hair was a mess. I put on my foundation, mascara, eye shadow, and lip gloss and thought it looked acceptable. Now its time to deal with my frizzy golden brown almost hip length hair. I hated my hair too. My mom was very adamant that I don't color it so I didn't. I saw my hair as my shield, like I could hide behind it, so I didn't cut it except to trim it. I then curled my hair and slid on a headband and walked to school. See I live in Florida so it usually feels good out in the morning so I walked to school.

    A/N If you like this and think I should write more, please comment. Sorry it's bad, but it's my first one so please don't hate.



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