The Hidden Secrets

Chapter Fourteen

I was taking a shower as I turned the hot water hit me on the back it felt so nice and warm. I closed my eyes standing there for a long minute relaxed wishing everything could go back to normal.

I know I complained about my life, but I want it all back.
I wanna be with my dad even if I drove him crazy a lot. I just want him to give me a hug and tell me everything will be okay.

But I know it won't because I'm here.

I leaned down sitting up crouching up with my knees burring my face as I couldn't stop crying.

Why did it have to be this way? Why can't it all go to normal?

I felt really sick as I hopped out of the shower soaked leaning down to the toilet as I started to throw up.

Harry and Liam came around the corner. Like they care...why?

"Are you sick?" Harry looked worried.

"No, I'm just throwing up for fun. Yes, I'm sick."

"Don't talk to me like I'm dumb." he angrily said.

I rolled my eyes.

"Shut up, you piece of shit's." Liam turned his head towards Harry. "Get her up, clean her up and if she's sick we'll have to get a doctor in here ASAP. We can't have her sick because if something's wrong with her and she dies then, Mr. Davidson won't give us his money. We have to keep this bitch a live or we won't get the amount we want." Liam angrily said as Harry nodded walking up to me.

Liam disappeared as Harry grabbed me and pushed me up.

I feel gross.

"Get in the tub. I'll wash you off."

I didn't even bother to fight I was to sick to move. As I got up and went back in the tub I sat down covering myself with my knees shaking.

Harry started to wash my body off.

I just sat there in silence staring straight ahead not giving him no contact whatsoever.

"I didn't mean to hurt you, Fal." Harry whispered.

Is Harry actually feeling bad? Does he really have a soft spot? What if his love he had for me on our dates really meant something.

"I'm just trying to do what's best for my people and my people only. I wished I didn't have to take you, but you were the best chosen one we found. Your dad is the most richest person in the area. We had to make our move somehow."

I looked at him in disgust in tears again angry.

"You all are nothing, but a bunch of sick fuck's who deserves to rot in HELL." I angrily said.

I didn't give a shit if he got angry or not, but he ended up just leaning there in silence finishing washing me off as he got done he stood back up.

"I'll go get a big t-shirt of mine to wear. We can get you some more clothes soon."

"What about my underwear or bra?"

"We will wash them, but Liam doesn't want you to have any on."

What the fuck does he mean? Are they all just going to rape me eventually?
Why are they so sick in the fucking head?

My life is FUCKED!!!!

"Are you fucking kidding me? I want my fucking clothes and I want them fucking now."

He slapped me across the face as tears strolled down.

"Look, I'm trying to be the nice guy here because Liam can get 10 times worse than me, but I'm trying to be less of a bad guy to you so, for me to be that way the one thing you will do is not back talk or talk to me the way you just fucking did. You do that then, I'll hurt you. Don't do it? I'll be the nicest I can. Is that clear, Fallon?"

These guys got some issues and a lot of anger problems. What did I get myself into?

I just nodded looking at him.

"Now I'll be back with a shirt."

He stormed off as I looked stood there in fear not knowing what to do.

Few seconds later, Harry gave me a big tshirt that's light grey. I put it on as it made me feel more comfortable because it covered me up fully.

"Now you can sit on the bed and Liam will be in here in a little."

He said nothing else as he walked off.

I'm so confused are these guy's like sharing me or something? What're they going to do to make my dad freak out I'm gone?

I'm so scared.