Tree of Lies

1. I Thought...

1. I Thought You Protect Me.

Missy POV

"Niall stop!" I screamed getting angrier by the second.

My cheeks were red from fighting with him and he was starting to get physical.

He threw a book at me and I covered myself with my hands, catching the book. It was one of my favorites.

"Why?! Why wouldn't you answer me when you were with HIM?! HUH Missy!?" Niall screamed back, stalking towards me with dark eyes.

I stood my ground inches from my bedroom wall. As he made his way forward with every step, I started to regret making him angry. His beautiful blue eyes no longer reside with him.

I got as far away from him as I could, pressed up against the wall. He pushed his body into mine and gripped my wrists in both of his hands, squeezing tightly. My heart picks up speed.

His dark eyes stared into mine, searching for an answer.

"Answer me Missy!" He said pulling me forward and slamming me against the wall. My back cracked and my head slammed into his chest.

My eyes started watering. I held it in, not wanting Niall to see I was weak under his control. He gripped my wrists harder pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Let me go!" I stood my ground by looking off his shoulder.

He bit his lip and threw me at the direction of the bed. I laid on my side with my arm strewn over my head. Niall stomped out of the room slamming the door hard behind him. Tears slipped from my closed eyelids as I curled into a ball on the bed, cradling my legs.

Niall always made me weak when I needed to be strong. It always frightened me what he could do to me if I made him mad. Like really angry. I made sure to never loose my anger all the time.

After laying on the bed for what seemed like hours, I walked out of the bedroom carefully. Cautious of my surroundings, I walked into the living room to find a passed out Niall on the couch and broken glass covering our linoleum kitchen tile.

His entire body filled the couch. Casually, I walked over to him and cautiously sat by his torso, slowly laying down, inches from his body.

I gasped as his free arm, that wasn't under his head, wrapped around my waist pulling me as close as possible to him. This side of him is what I miss. The comfortable, cuddling, cute Niall. Not the aggressively angry Niall he had become.

He slowly intertwined our legs. My nerves started up at the thought that he would wake up and start yelling at me for being close to him.

Nialls POV

"Niall stop!" Missy screamed getting angry. We had been fighting for five minutes and she wasn't listening to me. This raised my temper.

Ina fit of rage, I picked up Missy's favorite book and threw it at the wall next to her. She shielded herself with her hands.

"Why?! Why wouldn't you answer me when you were with HIM? HUH Missy?" I screamed at her feeling my entire body tense. I stomped up to her bent over body.

With every step I took she kept shoving herself into the wall of the bedroom. She finally reached the end of her path and my body pushed up against hers with force as I wrapped my hands around her wrists. Hard.

"Answer me Missy!" I yelled pulling her towards me and slamming her back against the wall harder, gripping her wrists tighter.

I stared into her innocent eyes and started calming down. Then she spit at me, "Let me go!" looking past me at the window. That angered me more and my dark eyes closed as I threw her on the bed and left her: slamming the door behind me.