More Than This
(a One Direction Fan Fic)
Prologue:
It has been three years since my mom died. That awful car accident that changed my life forever...
*Flashback*
"Come on sweetie! We're going to be late for your sister's chorus concert! Hurry it up!" Mom yelled up the big, spiral staircase.
"I'm coming, Mom! I need one more minute to find my phone!" I yelled back. Tonight was my sister's chorus concert. Kelsy was so excited for this, she loves singing. I grabbed my black Michael Kors purse that matched my black and red tight dress and my black heels. I threw my phone and keys in my bag and sprinted down the stairs. I didn't want to make my little sister late for her concert. Mom sped to the school, dropping my sister off at the front so she can go to warm-ups. Mom and I drove to dunkin donuts, since we had an hour until the concert actually started. I turned up the radio, blasting Demi Lovato. I loved her. Mom was fighting with me to lower it. She took her eyes off the road to lower the volume, and in that split second, a car crashed into ours, leaving my mother dead instantly. I was majorly injured and I didn't know what to do. I reached down and grabbed my phone. It hurt to bend over but I needed to call 911. I tried to call but when they answered, I couldn't get words out. 5, 10 minutes later, the ambulance showed up. They rushed me to the hospital, leaving the cops with mom. We knew she was dead. I cried for hours, not because of my fractured rib, but for the loss of my mother. I'm only 14. I don't know what to do. When I was admitted into my hospital room, I called my dad. I told him to pick Kelsy up from the school immediately and to drive her the hospital. I needed to tell them what happened. After explaining to my sister and my father what happened, they let me leave. When we got home, I called my best friend, Louis Tomlinson. I told him everything. He was there for me while I cried about losing my mother. That night, I will never forget.
*end of flashback*
"You spoiled little brat! You and your stupid little sister ruined my life!" My vicious dad slurred at me as he chased Kelsy around the room with a baseball bat. "Dad, stop! She doesn't deserve this! She's only 9!" I cried. Mylittle sister ran behind me, escaping my dad. I backed up against the wall as my dad came toward me with the bat. I could feel the poor girl shaking behind me. Dad swung the bat at me, hitting me in the hip. I winced in pain, but refused to fall. I needed to be strong to protect my baby sister. I looked all around the room, for something to defend myself. I looked at the bookcase and found a glass vase. This would have to do. I grabbed it, and went over to my dad. He was turned around, so he didn't see me. I swung the glass vase, hitting him on the head. Glass shattered everywhere. Dad lifted his hand, feeling the blood dripping from a huge gash I left on his face. He was furious. "You little---" "LANGUAGE!" I yelled at him. I tried to stop him from swearing whoever I could because didn't need Kelsy swearing anytime soon. I ran up to my room with Kelsy as dad left the house.
Sorry guys! I had to split this into two parts! I hope you like it! Xxxx