Half-Truths [hs, mc, zm, nh, lt +]

Chapter Thirty-Four

*Trish's POV*

VIOLENCE WARNING

I'm getting dragged down the hall, stumbling as I try to get my footing to follow.

Niall's safe, that's all that matters.

I get thrown into a room, and I skin my knees. I get back up and face Asher, not saying a word.

"Talk to me, doll." He temps. I glare at him.

"I have no words to share with you. I'm only here because Niall needs to be alive." I mutter. Asher rolls his eyes.

"You're going to have to speak to me later on." He says. I don't answer him and take a seat in the corner, as far away from him as I can go.

"Fine, be that way. Nobody will come for you, you're just dead weight lifted off their shoulders." He snaps. I refuse to let his words get to me. That's the worst I can do in this situation.

I don't say anything, I don't even look at him. Niall is safe, and he's going to be here for the baby. That's my goal, to keep him alive.

He can't leave Emma.

As I watch Asher leave the room and lock it behind him, I start to wonder.

What's Zayn going to think? My parents?

Emma tried to get me back, but Michael and Niall stopped her. I'm glad they did. She's pregnant, she can't die. Not here. Not in the hands of her father.

I pull my knees up to my chest and rest my chin on them. I'm kind of thirsty.

3:12am

The door opens and in steps Asher. I look up from my shoes, and at him.

"Stand up." He orders. I don't.

"Fucking make me." I snap. Asher comes towards me, grabbing my wrist harshly. He yanks me up, and as soon as I'm up I rip my wrist out of his grasp.

"You offered yourself to me, or did you forget?" He reached for my arm again, and I back away.

"I remember. I said I'd let you take me, I never said I'd be easy." I chuckle, then punch him straight in the jaw.

He stumbles back, not expecting the punch. I shake my hand. That hurt a little.

"You bitch!" He yells at me, holding his jaw. I smirk, shrugging.

"I am a bitch." I agree. Hit me back you coward.

Asher rushes towards me, arms outstretched in attempt to grab my throat.

I dive under his arms, going for his stomach. I slam into him, knocking him down. This has become a habit between us, it's really painful.

I end up on top of him, pinning him with my legs. My fist is raised, ready to punch him again. I can feel him panting underneath me, his stomach rising up then going back down.

"I can't believe my daughter chose a friend like you." He spat, trying to get out from underneath me.

I put my whole weight onto him so he can't get up. He grunts, falling back down.

"Yeah?" I ask.  He glares at me.

"Well she did." I say, a fake smile on my face. He suddenly throws me off, and I land with a thud.

"Now look who's on the ground! You're weak, little girl." He taunts, stepping closer to me so that he's standing over me. He looks down at me, a teasing smile on his face.

"We'll see about that." I quip back. In one fast movement, I grab his leg and swing mine around his. I pull forward and down he goes, slamming onto the floor. Thank the lords for my fathers teaching me how to defend myself.

I hop onto my feet, and pin him down by stepping onto his stomach. Asher let's out a wheeze at the contact.

"You were wrong about me, Asher." I chuckle, pressing down on his stomach. He tries to grab my foot to get me off, but I place my other foot on his throat.

His eyes grow wide, and tries to pry my foot off. In this moment, I'm heavier than him.

"You take my friend, threaten to kill either him or all of us, call me all sorts of names, and expect me to go easy on you?" I ask him. I'm not wanting an answer, I just want him to hear me.

"Fuck you. Emma didn't deserve what you put her through. If anything, you're weak." I spit at him. I don't expect what happens next.

I couldn't control it.

"Nobody calls me those names unless they're in bed with me."

I slam my foot on his head, knocking him out cold and probably breaking his nose.

4:25am

I'm lost. How do I get out of this house? Fuck, I wish I had some sort of map.

I hear something behind me and right as I'm about to turn someone comes slamming into my back, putting their hand over my mouth.

I kick out, struggling to get away. Then, I hear a familiar voice in my ear.

"T relax! It's me!"

I immediately calm down once I hear Emma's voice. She lets go and I turn around, a smile erupting on my face.

"Mae!" I exclaim. She smiles.

"I came to save you. It looks like you're already done half of it yourself." She jokes. I chuckle.

She takes my hand, leading me towards the window.

"Cmon, I took Michael's car. He fell asleep on my couch." She whispers. I nod and slip out the window. I help Emma out too, and we sprint to the car.

I get in the passenger side and Emma gets in the drivers seat. Then, we're speeding down the country road.

6:42am

We're almost at Emma's house. I realized something.

I feel like I betrayed Zayn. And I have a good reason why I feel like that.

I'm in love with Michael.