Life as Niall's Daughter

Angel opens up

Angel's POV
For the first two weeks that we were on the road, Jake didn't seem to be after me. But the third week, he showed up at almost every concert, that Niall and the boys had, and tried to get near me. I was not happy about that, and I showed it. I would either ignore everyone, and stay in my bunk, or, I would get angry at anyone who spoke to me. I would tell them that I wanted to go home, and never tour with them again. They would just leave alone for the night, but would try to talk to me in the morning.

When I wouldn't tell them what was going on, Niall would call my counselor, and have me do a video chat with her. I hated it, but at the same time, I knew I had to talk to someone, and she was easy to talk to.

So, I told my counselor everything. I told her how Jake was showing up at Niall's concerts, and was trying to get to me. But, my uncle Liam would protect me, and get that man to leave. I also told her how hard it was for me to deal with this, and she just listened to everything I had to say.

When I was done telling her everything, she tried to comfort me, and would try to convince me to tell my parents how I was feeling, and what was going on with me, so they could understand.

So now, I'm currently sitting in my bunk, writing out what I am going to say to them, to try to get them to understand where I'm coming from with my emotions. I have to admit, this wasn't easy. I have a lot, I need to tell them, but wasn't sure how to tell them.

It took me over two hours to write out everything I was going to say. Then, I took a few deep breaths, before leaving my bunk, and going to my parents room. I knocked on their door, and Niall answered it.

"Oh, hey Angel. Your mom and I were getting worried about you. We weren't even sure if you would ever leave your bunk." He said, slightly joking.

I didn't think it was funny, and it honestly made me start to regret this.

"Not funny dad." I said, slightly snapping at him. "I came to talk to you and mom. It's really serious." I said, hoping he knew I wasn't in a playful mood.

"Oh, come in." He said, as he let me in the room. I walked in, and let him sit down, before I spoke.

"Mom, dad, after talking with my counselor, we both thought it was a good idea for me to talk to you two about what's going on. As you both know, I've been through a lot. More than a kid should ever have to go through, and it's causing a lot of emotions for me, that are just building up, and it's time for me to release them. So, I want you two to listen, and not say anything, until I'm done. Are you both ok with this?" I asked, as I was trying to keep my nerves down. I was starting to get nervous, the more I spoke.

"Of course, love. We have been so worried about you, and all we wanted was for you to tell us what was going on. So, we will listen, and not say anything until you are done talking." Niall said, catching on to the seriousness. My mom just agreed with him.

I took some more deep breaths, before speaking again. This is going to be a long conversation, and I'm not ready for it. But I know it's necessary. So, I tried to calm myself down, that way I could get this over with. Once I thought I was calm enough, I started to speak.

"This past year, hasn't been the easiest for me. I'm sure it hasn't been easy for you guys either. But for me, it really hasn't been easy at all. Even when I was in the orphanage. Not only was the lady mean to me, but some of the kids gave me a hard time as well. But, dad, when you came to the orphanage, to adopt me, I thought it was the best day ever, and I still do. But, I never thought that you adopting me, would ever lead to me getting hurt by a man. I didn't understand why he even came after me, until I met you, Mom. I really thought, you telling me about him, and the reason why he was hurting me, would make it easier on me. But I realize, after I was told about him, it didn't make things easier on me. If anything, it made it worse. I don't like how, the information I was given, has affected me. It's affected my mood, my appetite, and my sleep. I haven't been sleeping the best, and I'm barely eating. I've also noticed how upset, and angry I've been lately. So, I want to say I'm sorry. I don't mean to act that way towards you guys. I just don't know how to handle my emotions lately. They're getting out of control. Which is why I'm talking to you guys now. In hopes, that you guys can help me. Dealing with this man, is really hard for me. Especially since he hurts me, and all I've done, is blame myself for what's happened. I know I need help, so I'm asking for you two to help me, please?" I said, crying. I have finally let everything out, that I was keeping to myself, and now all I could do was break down.

Both, Niall, and my mom, walked up to me, and gave me a hug.

"Of course we'll help you. We love you, Angel." Niall said to me.

"Thank you, for finally telling us what was going on with you." My mom said.

"I had to. It was really bothering me, when I couldn't." I said to her.

"Well, we're glad you did." My mom said, as she kissed my head. I just smiled. I loved having both my parents. Even if one isn't my real parent, I still consider him my dad.

For the next two weeks, Niall and my mom helped me get my emotions under control. They would ask what emotions I was feeling, and would help me through it. I was happy to finally have these emotions under control.