An Angel Named Niall

Chapter 16

Short but eh haha :) 

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Matt stepped into the house, practically pushing me out of the way. I tried shoving him out but he made his way through. 

             "Hello, Matt?" She had her hand out. I was confused. What was she waiting for. "RIght," Matt said and quickly got out a bag of his pocket and gave it over to Amy. 

                 "Bye," she said with a smirk and she left. She left leaving Matt and I alone.

I couldn't believe Amy had done this. Was she that obsessed with the drug to do this to me? I began breathing heavily. I felt dizzy. For a moment I forgot about Matt until he grabbed me by the waist.

                   "Get out!" I let go of his grip. He just laughed. 

                   "So the kid is mine right? Or have you been a whore sleeping around with guys?"

                   "Get. Out."

                "Tell me first if it's mine!" He grabbed me and had me face to face with him. I felt his breath on my nose.  

                    "I'm not pregnant. I'm not having anything. Nothing!" I had tears in my eyes but I wasn't gonna show him that I was weak. I had to over power him. 

                     "I don't believe you." I was still in his grasp. He was stronger than I thought. 

                     "Why would I ever have anything with you? You're nothing. You're useless. Not even in hell would I share anything with you."

                      "Wanna bet?" He began kissing me. I tried my hardest backing away. He was hurting me. It was as if he was pushing his face against mine. His hands began making their way down.

                         "Let go of me!" I fell to the ground. I tried my best getting back up.

It was all happening again. All I wanted was to die. Matts cologne was all I smelled. I tried avoiding his hands from touching me. I was about to fall into darkness. 

But I couldn't. I wasn't going to let him. I kicked and kicked till I finally kicked in the right place. He got off me and I, with the little effort I had, I stood up. 

He lied on the ground aching for the pain and I told him to get out! I repeated "Get out!" about 10 times. "Get out or i'm calling the cops. I will. I'll tell them you raped me and physically abused me!" He finally got up. 

                   "It won't be that easy to get rid of me." He smiled as he rubbed a tear off my cheek. I slapped his face down. And he left.

I slammed the door and sat right there. Knees up to me and my face buried in my hands. I fixed my shirt and buttoned my jeans. 

I was mad at everything. I was at my weakest right there and then. I was lonely. Where was everyone when I needed them?

I wanted to end it. End my life there. Especially because the baby I was having was of Matt. Matt, the devil himself. 

I thought as I sat there, crying. I thought about killing myself. I thought about it hard. 

My phone rang and I slowly got up to find it. If it was Matt I was going to really kill myself, I thought. I had enough torture from him. 

I found my phone in the kitchen. 

Niall was calling.