Safe Haven (Niall Horan) Book 1~

prolouge-

Ok guys!!! here's the prolouge to my Niall Horan fan fic!!! :)

pls enjoy and vote and comment.. Srry i changed it.

It's inspired by the movie Safe Haven.. lol

anyway thnx and pls enjoy!!! :) 

-Crystal XX

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The only thing I could here was my heavy breathing and the sound of my bare feet hitting the black tar. I kept looking back at the house. Hopefully no one was following me- especially Ryan.

The scene kept replaying in my head.

* Flashback*

"Where are you going with that?" Ryan asked- pointing to the bottle of beer.

"No where babe, here" I said nervously. I handed him the bottle back.

I went back into the kitchen to put our plates down. Then I walked back into the dining room and Ryan had thrown his bottle of beer to the floor. He was upset at something.

"Why is the house so messy?!" Ryan yelled at me "can't you clean? I come home every day from the academy- the least you can do is clean the damn house!!"

I shrunk back a little. "he's gonna hit me like all the other times" I thought to myself.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'll clean it up later babe" I said hoping he wouldn't get any more angry; I was wrong, it just made him even more angry.

"You little slut" he yelled and me and hit me across the face. His hand making a loud *smack* against the side of my cheek.

I stumbled back a little trying not to cry "I'm sorry, I know it's all my fault" I said trembling.

 

The next thing I knew was I was on the floor and his hand was on my throat. He was strangling me. I saw I knife not too far from him. I tried to reach it but I was losing air fast.

 

"Let... Me... go" I whimpered trying to pry is hand's off from my throat. I was thrashing my legs around trying to get him to let go.

 

"Please... let me... go" I said whimpering. Then finally I grabbed the knife and stabbed it into the side of his body. He let go immediately.

I stood up and rubbed my throat. I looked and ran. I went into our bedroom and grabbed my duffle bag and threw some clothes in it and ran to my sister's house.

 

*end of flashback*

 

I kept running and looking back.

 

I ran up to the familiar door and pounded on the door

 

"Lydia!!!! Lydia!!! Please help me!!!" I screamed and pounded on the door. Tears now rapidly running down my face.

 

She opened the door and quickly pulled me inside her house. Rubbing her hand up and down my back saying soothing words

 

"it's okay, everything is going to be okay" she whispered in my ear.

 

"No... it's.... not" I said sobbing