Learning how to fly (Niall Horan fanfic)

34 - Done

*Rikke's POV*

"Get out Nick" I said coldly and with a firm voice. I was done with his shit.

"I don't want you here anymore"

"Ohh, I would love to, but you're not the one to tell me when we're done, that's my job" he said and looked at me with disgust "and that's actually why I'm here"

Could he be serious? Would he finally leave me alone?

"You know what? While you had ran away to London, I realized that I can get so much better than you! A prettier girl, someone who's skinnier and smarter. Sexy even. Not like you. And I actually have a new girlfriend now, so I don't care about you, well, I never did, but I don't need your body anymore. But you shouldn't go on a vacation and hang out with famous people when I haven't told you that we are done. I don't like that" he said and spat me in the face.

"You really thought I wouldn't find out? That I wouldn't notice you having some fun with that blond-haired boy? The two of you are all over the media. I didn't thought you had it in you though. Being so heartless and leave him crying on his knees, well I guess I've raised you good" he said with an evil smirk and stroke my cheek before he grabbed my hair and forced my head closer to his "You fucking don't cheat on Nick, bitch" he said through clenched teeth and punched me in the stomach. I bite my lip, refusing to let out the helpless cry that was waiting to be released.

"So was they good? I can see you've been around both that blond kid and the curly-haired one and if I know you well you've tried all of them" he yelled and pushed me backwards so I fell to the ground.

"Fucking slut" he shouted and kicked me in the face. He hit my jaw and I let out a whimper which just made him smile even more. He kept kicking me. On my legs, in my stomach, in the face. My body was hurting all over and I couldn't fight against him, he was too strong. I could taste the blood in my mouth and I felt the pain all over my body, but I kept my mouth shut. I wouldn't give him the pleasure of hearing me suffer once more.

"I guess that's enough" he said after what felt like an eternity. He kneeled down beside me and stroke my hair "Now you look pretty, blood all over" he laughed "Enjoy life, you little fucker" he ended and left me on the floor.

I tried to get up, but I was too weak and short after I felt myself drift off.

 *

I woke up to my phone buzzing in my pocket. I was still on the floor with my whole body hurting as soon as I moved. I groaned and slowly reached after my phone.

"Hello?" I said without looking at the screen, my voice so low and rusty that I doubted the person on the other end could hear me.

"Rikke it's Liam, have you heard from Niall?"

I quickly sat up, forgetting about my sore body and cried out in pain.

"Wait, are you okay?" Liam asked with a concerned voice.

"I'm fine" I breathed, the pain still making it hard for me to speak "No I haven't heard from him, why?"

"What's wrong Rikke?"

I took a deep breath and forced myself to sound normal "Nothing, why did you call me? Is Niall okay?"

"I'm not telling you before you tell me what's wrong" he said.

I sighed, of course Liam wasn't gonna give up. "Nick was here, he... he beat me" I said the last part as a whisper.

"Oh my God Rikke, are you okay?"

"I'm fine Liam, now tell me what's up with Niall?" I said, quickly chancing the subject.

"We don't know where he is. He went for a walk last night, saying he needed to think and we haven't heard from him since" he panicked.