Tormented ○ Nouis ○

Four - Part One

○ niall ○

The television is on a low volume setting and Natalie and Stefan are talking quietly between themselves, throwing occasional looks at me. I know that they are still worried about me and my reaction to what happened to Greg two years ago.

They honestly need to calm down a tiny bit. I am getting over it slowly but surely. True, I saw my brother's dead body, but people see that kind of stuff every single day and still get over it. I don't get why Natalie and Stefan are watching me.

Suddenly the door flies open and Stefan is pulling me off the couch and out of the room. He pushes me into his and Natalie's room before running back out to Natalie. I peek out of the room and immediately regret it.

Natalie is held against the wall with a knife to her throat and blood running down her throat. Stefan is slumped against the wall next to her and there is blood trickling down his head. Suddenly a gun is pulled out and there is a loud bang.

Natalie's head blows apart and I hold back a scream. There is another loud bang and Stefan is suddenly bleeding heavier, and from a different place. His shirt is soon fully red and all I can smell is blood.

Someone turns towards me and I freeze, my eyes going wide. They step toward me and I jump into action. I jump over to Natalie and Stefan's bed and force the large window open. the person runs into the room and I dive out the window, hitting the ground hard.

I stagger to my feet and try to run away, ignoring the pain shooting up my leg. I get to my neighbour's house and bang on the front door. The door opens a few minutes later and Willa stands there, anger covering her face until she sees the state that I am in.

"Niall?" Willa breathes. "What happened?"

I cough. "Natalie and Stefan..."

"What happened?!"

"Shot...right in front of me..."

"Fuck me dead, Niall."

I smile slightly. "Willa..."

"I know. Let me help you."

Willa pulls me inside and sits me on the couch. She washes the dried blood and dirt off me and smiles sympathetically at me. I try no to roll my eyes in response, and manage a smile back. Until there is another loud bang and Willa is on the floor with blood pouring out of her head.

I yell and try to run again. The person runs into Willa's house and grabs my throat, holding me against the wall. They lift the gun up to my temple and I whimper. I meet their green eyes and see that there is no mercy or sympathy in them.

They pull the trigger and I scream at the pain. They drop me to the floor and, suddenly, everything goes black as I die.

"Niall!" someone yells. "Wake up!"

I whimper.

"Niall!"

They shake me harder and my eyes fly open to meet green eyes. I yell and shove them away, moving back as I do so. I watch them with wide eyes until my eyes adjust to the dark and I realise that it is only Harry. Harry walks toward me cautiously and then sits next to me.

"Are you alright, Niall?" Harry asks.

I shake my head.

"Do you want to talk about it?"

I shake my head.

"Do you want me to go?"

I shake my head.