Many know me as Maddie or Madds, but at my house I am known as nothing, freak, girl, everything under the sun expect my name. Everyone thinks I have the perfect life, but they are so wrong...


1. Why?

My name is Maddie but most call me Mads. I have a normal life outside of my home but inside is like Hell.

I walked down the sidewalk with my bag slung over my shoulder with my headphones in my ears. I was listening to the most amazing band ever! One Direction. I am a huge fan, but I am a closet directioner. I so don't want people hounding me for liking them, so it's easier to be in the closet. Huh, get it? (A/N: No offense to anyone who is gay!) Well I thought it was funny. I know it was funny. Ok now I am going insane with talking to myself. Guess to many blows to the head would do. I shook my head to clear my thought and heard Diana playing. I started humming along with it and finally got to school.

I walked up the steps and headed straight to my locker. I waved and smiled at the ones who waved first. Some people were just so nice. I could be nice if I wanted to be, which I am all the time, but if you make me mad or hurt one of my friends, well you don't want to see how good my aim is with a baseball bat if you're a guy. And you don't want to feel how sharp my nails are if you are a girl. Like I said, I am nice most of the time.

I got to my locker and seen my best friend laying against it. She looked up from her book and smiled at me. My amazing best friend is named Allie. She is about 5'4 and two inches shorter with me standing at 5'6. She has beautiful long auburn hair that almost reaches her butt, but she hates it and keeps it up all the time. Her mom won't let her cut it. She has brown eyes that change according to her mood. One time I seen her so mad that her eyes were very dark brown. I must admit I was even scared of her then, but I calmed her down not long after and her eyes turned a lightish brownish green, if that makes since. She also wears glasses. She used to not but now she does. I love my best friend. She knows everything about me, down from my favorite color to what happens at home. She is like my sister in everything but blood. She's even my sister in chocolate, long story.

"Sup Maddie!" She said while hugging me after marking her page.

"Hey, Al. What are you reading now you little bookworm?" I asked her. She was always reading different things. Once we went shopping and she got bored of me looking at different deodorants to see which one would smell better she started to read what all was on the back of one.

"Right now I am reading Harry Potter, again." She said with a faint blush.

"You're obsessed. You know this, yes?" I asked and she rolled her eyes and hit me with her book.

"I'm not obsessed, I just know how to enjoy a story over and over again. It's not my fault some can not get into the joys of reading like I can." She said and had a small smirk that if I didn't know her so well I wouldn't have even seen it.

"Ha ha, to the very last freaking ha. You know I read, I just don't read as much as you." I said as I closed my locker and we started walking to our first class of the day, Calculus. Yay! note the sarcasm...

After that horrendous class was English, then the day flew by until lunch. Me and Allie grabbed our normal table by the windows and sat. We waited for Al's boyfriend to come up but I knew something was wrong.

"What's wrong. Be blunt." I said and I could see the worry in her eyes.

"Matt isn't going to be sitting here today." She said and I looked over her closely. Something happened in one of the classes we don't have together.

"Do you want to skip lunch and go to the library so we can talk without prying ears?" I asked and she nodded. We got up and walked out with no one paying attention.

We got to the library and had a slight staring match to see who would start the conversation, I knew she would give and start. She sighed and took a deep breath. She looked up with tears in her eyes.

"Matt, he um, he said that I was a prude. And that he didn't want to be with a prude since he was never going to get any, he told me that he had been cheating on me for about two months and that he did care once upon a time but he didn't anymore since I wasn't 'putting out'. I'm not really hurt it's just the way he said it and the way the girl he had been cheating on me with was acting. As soon as he got done saying 'I'm sorry but I'm breaking up with you.' she was up out of her seat and in his lap before you could even say-" She said but I interrupted her.

"Quidditch.' I know, you say that phrase a lot." I said and she smiled slightly. "And it's ok to feel hurt, I know you're hiding it. You were together for almost six months. And you know what? He doesn't know what he is missing out on. Watch when you get married and do finally do it, Matt is going to be working under or with him and he is going to brag about you. Don't go all blushy, I don't know why but some guys brag. But the point is, he will want you back and he can't do a thing about it."

"You're a amaZayn friend." She said and this is another thing I loved about her, she was also a closet directioner.

"I know. I'm just briLiam." I said and she laughed. I'm glad I can make her laugh. It's what best friends are for. The bell wrung a minute later and we got our stuff together and walked out and to our next class.

Sadly, the day went by fast and now I was walking home. If I was lucky I would be alone with both my egg and sperm donor not there. I took a deep breath before I rounded the corner and saw sperm donor was here. I had already hid my phone in my bag. He may of bought it but it didn't mean he wouldn't break it and then blame it on me then getting me more in trouble. Normally it's just me around the house, yeah it's lonely but it's better than being here with them. I walked up my front porch steps and hoped a case had him busy, you see my 'dad' is a lawyer, and very good at it. So normally he is stuck at the office or trying to get as much sleep as he can, but if he is in a bad mood, he goes nuts.

I opened the door quickly and quietly then closed it just the same. I looked around but didn't see him. Maybe he is asleep. I made a b-line to the stairs but something caught my wrist and threw me to the ground. I looked up and noticed my 'dad' have red rimmed eyes and they were slightly glazed.

"Well, Maddie, you know what this means." He slurred and I had a duh moment were I realized he was drunk. I tried to get up and run but he kicked my leg from out from under me and I hit my head against the floor. I was scared. This hasn't happened. Normally it's just yelling and them telling me what to do all the time, but never have I been beat, and I knew I was about to be.

"Now listen here you dumb freak, as you already know we didn't want you. We don't care about you so I don't even know why you're still here. Oh wait, it's because you're pathetic and still need your parents. Isn't that right?" He said and when I didn't answer he smacked me so hard my head went to the side. I started to feel the prickles where he had just hit me. He smacked me again but on the other side.

"Now, I don't feel like doing anything else so you go on upstairs and do your homework and figure out someway to cover those up before school tomorrow." He said and went to the living room.

I ran upstairs with tears going down my face. My thought's going a mile a minute. I got done with my homework quickly and laid down under my covers after showering and getting ready for bed. I know it was early but it's better than having to deal with them. I flipped over onto my side and before I went to sleep I had, exactly five thoughts:

Why? Why didn't they like me? Why did they hate me? Why is it so bad that I was born? Is it because I'm me?



A/N: So tell me if it's good or not in a comment, like, and/or favorite! Its 4:30 here and I wrote this straight through. I'm sorry if there are any mistakes. Hopefully there isn't any or many!

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