Ariela's POV
As soon as Harry put the car in park I jumped out and ran to the door even though my head was still throbbing in pain. Harry was hot on my heels as I thrust the door open only to see my father making his way to the stairs with that smile I knew all too well. I made a mad dash towards him and tackled him roughly to the ground.
"Daniela run!" I screamed as my sister was now at the bottom of the steps with a tear stained face.
"Go wait in the car." Harry told her, and she ran off. Oh shit Harry! "Ariela what are you doing?" He asked me confused. It only took one moment of Harry being a distraction to me for my father, if I can call him that, flipped me over and started to punch me. Harry quickly came to my rescue planting a good blow to my father's face. He stumbled off me and Harry helped me up. My father was in a heap on the ground clutching his face and before Harry could stop me I kicked him in the sweet spot and he groaned in pain. He then stopped moving so I guessed he was knocked out. I was quite satisfied now and we both ran back to the car.
Once we were sitting in the car the questions begun.
"What the fuck was that?" Harry asked me now out of breath from the punch and from rushing to the car. "Sorry Dani." He quickly added.
"I will explain at yours, now drive!" I yelled trying to make my point stronger. He obeyed what I told him and we were now off to his place. The drive was silent until about halfway there, I heard an unusual sound coming from the car.
"Uh-oh." Harry said.
"What uh-oh? There can't be an uh-oh, what the hell is the uh-oh?" I asked him clearly not being able to calm down from the recent events.
"Calm down Ari we just ran out of gas."
"We what!!"
"Ran out of gas. I think there is a station a few minutes' walk away so I'll go and you girls stay here okay?"
"No, no, no if you're going somewhere we are most definitely coming with you." Daniela piped up; I guess she was feeling a whole lot better.
"Yeah, I'm in agreement with Dani on this one Haz."
"Wow that's a first, you guys are actually agreeing on something." Harry said trying to lighten the mood. It didn't work so well. I just brushed it off and asked,
"Can we start walking now?"
"Yeah sure. It's only like a 5 minute walk, 2 minute run if you want to but I think the walk will be better on your head." I agreed with him and we started walking.
"So how about explaining the reason that your dad was beating you girls?" Harry asked me.
"Oh, about that. Ever since mom died dad had started to drink. Only a little at first but then it turned in to an everyday thing. I don't think he was getting enough satisfaction with drinking away his sorrows so he then started to beat us. I got the worst of it trying to protect Daniela."
"So that's why you always wear tights and long sleeves."
"Yeah it is. So lately it has been getting a lot worse and it's getting to the point where I have to put make-up on Dani and I to hide our scars and bruises. Once I have enough money I'm going to get a flat so we can move out of that hell house."
"Okay, but one thing I don't understand is why haven't you gone to the police about it? Surely they would put him in jail."
"The reason for that is because he knows pretty much all of the officers. Some of them beat their children too so we don't want to risk getting more injured by him getting told that we went to the police. Get it?"
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It's Complicated - One Direction
FanfictionAriela Starford is a 17 year old girl who has most of what she wants. She lives in a large house that she shares with her father and younger sister Daniela. She is the most popular girl in her high school because she is known to be selfless, she cou...