~Chapter 7~

The next few months were amazing, he went to shows and I came with him, me and Y/B/N got even more close and Y/B/N started dating Zayn and went with us to the shows too, everything was magical, one night we went to a bar, neither of us had ever drank in our lives, we took a shot and it was really fun, we got pretty drunk but partied the night away

I don't remember much after that, the drinking really got to me and I ended up in my bed the next morning, that night was amazing, we got a lot more into partying after that, and drinking but never on an extensive level, until tonight, The night One Direction broke up. Louis didn't know how to handle it and started to drink more often, beers filled up out fridge and it seemed like he never stopped drinking, he did the classical drink and watch football games, but the worse one of making me his slave, it got to the point of me wanting to leave him but I was to scared. The more he drank the worse he got, he made me get all his beers and half of our income was on beers, it stayed like this until it got worse, he would beat me whenever I wasn't fast enough and he would force me into sex, he made me go on birth control so he didn't have to worry about getting me pregnant, I always wanted kids, but that was never gonna happen, I missed the man I had fell in love with two years ago. He forced me not to tell Y/B/N or any of the group members, I was all alone with no one to save me, I've never regretted anything more in my life, my life was horrible, I never expected to cry everyday, to be a slave and to cook all the time, the list goes on. He soon discovered drugs and my life got worse, the bruises were worse and everywhere on my body along with cuts from the different objects he would throw at me, he would make me get the drugs so that if the cops ever found out I would get arrested instead of him. It was messed up but thats how it went, I never drank a day after the day they broke up and I never will, I will never have sex with anyone ever again, my body hurt from all the times I was basically raped, he threatened he would kill me and Y/B/N if I left him. He would tell me he loves me everyday and say to be glad I'm with him because no one else would ever love me, The worst part was I believed him, I don't think anyone else would love me, so I stay with him. On my way to get him drugs I think about telling Y/B/N, I couldn't bare to risk the life of her, so I will never tell her anything that happens, we have gotten distant since I'm not allowed to talk to her, I don't have a phone anymore because he is scared I'm gonna call the cops, he made me get two jobs so we still had money for drugs and beer, he wouldn't leave the house unless we was partying or working on his music, he was a completely different person at work, he seems innocent like he's not who I know him as. I picked up the drugs safely and gave them to Louis, he spent the whole day getting super high, when he does this is usually when he forces me in the bedroom, I wanted to say know but I couldn't. Sometimes I think that being dead is better than this..