Chapter 1

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Everyone is afraid, some people are showing it more, and there are some people who don't, there are some people that express this more and there are some people who like to keep it for themselves . But everyone are afraid. In this way or another.

"No! Please! Stop!" I begged while his fists punched me. My hands covered my face,protecting it from getting hurt and from the smell of the cigarettes and alcohol. I cried,a lot,the strong pain of Zayn's fists shocked my body and made me yell and bag for mercy.

Every weekend he got drunk and he didn't know what he does to me,I was his punching bag,and sometimes,his sex doll.

Zayn stopped,the room was quiet. 

I took my shaking hands off from my face and stared at the ceiling,my breaths were heavy and I felt a strong pain in my chest. I tried to push myself from the floor,with a long grunt of pain I succeed to sit and started to scan the empty room that fewminutes ago the voices of my crying and begging echoed in.

Zayn disappeared as usual,after he finishes he goes,probably to drink some more or smoke another cigarette.  

I looked down, my body was covered with blue marks and burnt in red colour at every point that Zayn hit,my old scars stuck out over my dark skin,my shirt ripped and blood seeped from a bruise on my hand. 

I whimpered while my tears fell on the bruise and mixed with the blood.

I dragged myself to the bed,the pain felt like million knifes stabbed my body and stayed inside.  

After desperately climbing on the bed,I buried my face inside the pillow and cried until I fell asleep.  

I was with Zayn for three years,but only in the last year everything changed, something happened to him,he started to drink more than the usual, then the abusing came,and the next day he showed up and apologized,and I forgave him,like a good girl. I hate myself for staying with him but I never knew why I can't leave,throw everything and say that I'm sick of it.

The car horn and the familiar voice of the growling engine of dad's truck woke me up "What?! What does he want?!" I threw the blanket to the floor and pulled myself until I sat traight, using the sheet. "Shit!" I hissed when I saw the blue mark that covered my kneecap. 

The horn sounded again,I got up from the bed and limped to the window "I heard you at the first time!" I smiled when I saw my father,half of his body is inside the truck "Reese come downstairs! " he held the wheel and pressed on it for another quick,shoet and annoying beep,he was so proud of his home-made old truck,that it blue colour started to peel. 

I nodded and stepped away from the window,after searching inside the big cupboard I found long clothes that covered my scars and bruises although It was the middle of August.  

I stood in front of the mirror and pulled my sleeves and covered my hands. checking if everything looks normal.

"Ok,now,slowly" I took a big breath before went down the stairs,shrinking everytime I went a step and the pain climbed my back.

"I wasn't here for the weekend and you let yourself limp?" my father started laughing when he saw me "hello daddy,I love you too." I smiled and hugged him,trying to hide the pain.

"So,what happened? " he looked at my leg "nothing,fed the horses and fell" I made an excuse. He believed me every time,he never suspect nothing and it better stay this way. My eyes wandered to the truck and met blue eyes that stared at me,I couldn't break the contact for a few seconds,I shook my head and looked at my father,"who's that?" I asked and pointed at the truck, sneaking a glance to the boy who continued to stare at me "remember Mike?" he asked and I nodded "so this is his son,Niall. Mike called and asked if Niall can stay here while he is in Tokyo and since Niall is in your age I said yes." He finished with a smile and went to the door,he opened it for Niall, I looked at him while he got out,his blond hair was messy and he wore a black tanktop that emphasized his muscles "I need to feed the horses" I stopped staring at Niall "I will come with ya' " Niall smiled and reveled braces while an Irish accent slipped out from his lips. My father went inside the house and left Niall and I alone.

NIALL'S P.O.V 

"Reese, right?" I looked at her,she was beautiful,but in a different way. Her body wasn't perfect and she wasn't the skinniest,also,I could see that she was terrfied, just by looking in her eyes.

She wore long clothes and a silver-cross necklace rest on her neck "yes." Reese smiled and fixed her black hair,that kind of hair that wasn't smooth but wasn't curly,I could see bruises covering her wrists,"You have an Irish accent." she said and started to walk "yes,I'm originally from Ireland,so it makes sence.. " I looked at her leg, she dragged it,trying to hide a limp,"you are limping" like she didn't know,smartass. "I know,ignore it." Reese turned around and waited for me to come . "are you sure that you are okey? ","yes.I'm fine"  I heard the pain in her voice she tried to walk faster 

Her face twitched in pain at every step "ya' need help?" I put my hand on her shoulder and she flinched. "What happened?" I took it off quickly "nothing happened!" Reese shouted and covered her mouth immediately "I'm sorry" she mumbled and the fear appeared in her eyes. "Hey,relax,its not that I'm going to hurt you." I tried to calm her down,confused from the situation "I...I'm..sorr -" she stuttered and interrupted by a black car parked near the blue truck. I turned around and saw a guy coming out. 

The guy looked tough,dark stubble covered his face and a black messy hair that looked like he just woke up covered his head,a golden earring shined in his left ear and tattoos covered his arm. He slammed the car's door and came toward us.

REESE'S P.O.V

Zayn showed up,as always,I walked to him quickly,ignoring the limping and the pain. 

"I'm sorry about yesterday Reese,so so sorry" He said and kissed my lips,the same sentence as always,like it will make the pain disappear,like it would change the past . "Don't be so tough." Zayn said and kissed me again "It's...It's ok..." I muttered and got devoted to the kiss "Let me make it up,let me take you out to a dinner tonight" Zayn touched my cheek gently and I nodded obediently. 

I looked back,Niall stood it the same place,crossed his arms over his chest and hummed a song to himself. "Who's that?" Zayn asked and I could hear the jealousy in his voice "Niall,a friend,he is staying here for awhile" I explained and touched Zayn's shirt,a small grin appeared on his face,I bit my lip.  

I suffered, I wanted to run,escape from my problems,I shouldn't forgive him,I'm not suppose to 'forget' that easily what happened yesterday or in the last year. But the sober Zayn is so different from the drunk Zayn; and that's the Zayn whoI fell in love with, and again,he convinced me that I need to blame it on the alcohol. 

I turned around and walked to Niall "Where are you going?" Zayn grabbed my hand and and pulled me back to him,the feeling of my body hitting his shocked my injuries and my eyes shrunk in pain "I need to feed the horses,if you don't mind." I released from his dominant hold "can I trust him?" Zayn sent a threatening look to Niall 'more than I can trust you' I thought to myself "Yes,relax,we just met." I said quickly "Okey,I'll pick you up at eight,wear something nice." he kissed me goodbye and walked to his car.

"Possessive?" Niall smiled when he saw me getting close to him "something like that." I mumbled and we walked to the stables "how many horses do you have?","Inside the stables there are ten,in the meadow there are a lot more horses,never counted...Help me open it." I pulled the heavy barn door and Niall helped me. I smiled when I heard the horses whinnying and waiting for us to feed them. 

After we finished,I went to the last stable,inside it there was a big black mare,she was nervous and walked in circles,ignoring the food that waited for her. She wasn't calm,she felt something "someone special?" Niall stood next to me,I looked at him,smiled and nodded. "Melody...Look at her,she is special,different." I couldn't take my eyes off from the mare that in the past five years was everything for me,that knew when something happened to me,she knew when Zayn hit me,she felt it. "It's a horse" he said quietly "I know,but she can tell you everything about these life,you just need to listen." I said and a little smile appeared on my face,I opened the stable door and got in,Melody stopped and looked at me,I got close to her and put my hand on her neck. "Yes? What did she tell you?" Niall looked at me,trying to understand, "She told me that it doesn't matter with who you are,if someone resists you or if you are afraid,you need to continue,step by step,never give up. There will be a few obstacles,and don't forget all the turns. Sometimes you'll slip,and start it all over again.Discouraging,I know. But you can't stop. Because the one who stops,falls." I came out of the stable and closed it behind me, I looked into Niall's ocean-blue eyes "you learned that from riding on a horse? on her?" He was breathless,"horses are much more than pretty animals." I smiled and looked down.

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