Helping 11

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Nora

This homework is going to be the end of me. I've been rewriting the same sentence over and over for the last half hour and can feel my brain turning to soup. Ciarain is downstairs almost black out drunk so I went to the safely of my room but the only thing to do is this stupid homework.

My phone pings from the corner of my room. Hoping it's mickey or Tilly asking if I want to stay the night, I leave my chair and find it. I frown. It's a text from an unknown number but I can guess who it is.

Unknown number: Please baby I just want to help you

Unknown number: Come to the park and let me take you home

It's tadgh and from the look of his texting, I bet you his drunk or on drugs. I sigh not knowing what to do. I can't just leave him there in the park. What if he gets murder or worse but then I can't exactly leave the house. Ciarain is downstairs and I'm also going to see tadgh. He would never let me.

An idea struck me. If my brother is really as drunk as I think he is, I'm sure he wouldn't notice if I quietly walk past him and go out the door. I grab a hoodie for me and a jacket for tadgh incase he dosen't have one. How he got to the park drunk, I'll never know. I really hope he didn't drive.

Quietly closing my bedroom down, I sneak down the stairs and slip on my shoes. I go to reach for the handle but slurred words make me stop.

"Where do you think you're going, you bitch." I turn around to face him and he's leaned against the wall to hold himself up.

"Just out." I throw my hands out at the door.

"No you're not." He tries to walk toward me but falls.

I grab my coat from the hook and put it on. "Yes I am." I'm sick of listening to him and I need to get to tadgh before something happens.

I leave him on the floor and open the door. Stepping out the cold hit me. I close the door to the word "you're going to regret this bitch" being yelled at me.

The walk to the park was painful. All I wanted to do was run to him and see if he was alright. Finally getting there, I round the corner. I see him. Laying face down.

Tadgh

I didn't mean to drink that much but once I started I couldn't stop. It was one bottle and then another and another until I ended up at the park and I texted Os!! I'm such an idiot. I drunk texted a girl. That's like the number one rule of getting drunk. Don't text anyone.

I'm laying face down on the grass, breathing in the earthy scent. I hear footsteps running up to me.

"Tadgh are you alright." Os concerned voice fills by ears as she kneels next to me. She begins shaking me and I have no idea what she doing.

"Tadgh." She yell, her voice breaking.

I rolled over, sitting up. "What's wrong baby, I'll make it all go away."

She breathes a sigh of relief. "Jesus Christ what is wrong with you." She pushes me away and then pulls me tight, hugging me.

I lean into, breathing in her scent. Jesus I love this woman. From the moment she came into my life, I knew she was never leaving. I want her forever. She stuck with me. But that's why I need to help her. I can't lose her like I almost lost Shannon.

She pulls back and it takes everything in me not to pull her back. "What are you doing out here this late at night and why are you so drunk."

She sits next to me and I shrug. "I just couldn't take it anymore." I don't know how to explain the feeling to her.

"I know what you feel like." She leans her head on my shoulder and I feel at home. If I could stay like this forever I would. And that's what we do. Not forever but for a good amount of time we just sit there. I listen to her breathing and let it fill my heart.

"How are you getting home." She breaks the silence first.

I shrug, really not knowing.

She bites her lip, thinking. "Come home with me. You can stay the night."

She wants me to stay the night with her. In her house, with her brother. The sick bastard that been hurting her. I can't hurt him just yet though. John said I have to wait until Os gives me a definite name but everyone knows it him.

"I would love to but only if it what you want."

She smiles up at me. "I want it. I want you."

Nora

Holy shit. What have I done. It's not like I don't want tadgh to stay over because I really do, it's that Ciarain is there. He's also drunk which makes it ten times worse. I just need to sneak him in. If we are quiet, it should work.

Walking with a drunk tadgh is difficult. I basically holding him up and he keeps mumbling random things that I can't make out. We reach my house after making a ten minute walk, a twenty minute one.

Stumbling up the pathway, we reach the front door. I lean tadgh against the fence post and as quiet as I can I pull the door open. It creaks and I cringe. I look inside to see if he's there but it looks fine. Grabbing tadgh I tell him to shut up and then pull him in. Taking off both of our coats and shoes, I push him in the direction of the stairs.

We make it about halfway up the stairs before a shadow steps out at the top. I stop. No, no, no,no this is not good. This can't be happening.  Ciarain walks down the step toward up.

"Who the fuck is this." He yells at me. When he reaches us, he push tadgh down the stairs causing him to hit his head.

Tadgh get up, rubbing his head. "What the fuck is wrong with you." He spits in his direction.  Ciarain is standing in front of him now and tadgh throws a punch at him. It hits my brother square in the jaw but he recovers fast, throwing a punch right back at him. It hits tadgh on the lip causing blood to leak out.

"No stop." I throw myself in front of tadgh, no longer allowing him to get hurt because of me. "Just leave us alone." I try pull tadgh at the same time my brother tries to punch him again. It misses him but hits me. I hold a hand over my eye in pain.

"What is wrong with you." Tadgh barks out at him. He goes to keep fighting him but I pull him back.

"Please tadgh just come upstairs." He looks at me and then at Ciarain. "Leave her the fuck alone." He then grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs and into my room.

I lock my door on the way in and then turn to face him. He's sitting on my bed with a hand on his lip, wiping away the blood.

He looks up at me. "Os are you sure you're fine."

"Yeah I'm all good tiger." I smile at him hoping that it makes him feel better. "We should just go to sleep."

"Sure come here." He pats the other side of my bed. He take his hoodie off and hands it to me. "Sleep in this, it will be better." I don't bother getting into pjs. I just put his hoodie on and turn off the lights.

Getting into bed, I pull the sheets as high as they can go and cuddle into tadgh side. He puts his arm over me and drops a kiss on my forehead.

"Goodnight Os."

"Goodnight tiger."

...

I startle, waking up. Over the night we've moved and now I'm basically on top of him. I rub my eyes feeling like someones watching me. I sit up, looking over my room. My breathing stops as my eye catch's a figure standing at the door.

Ciarain.

With a knife in his hand.

Author note

Three chapters at one time!!! Who am I?!?! Also I'm eating chocolate while writing this but it's also 1am. So this acattly might be shit but who cares (I do ).I'm about to crash out bc i've written 4 chapters today and my brain hurts. Anyways this is where the story starts getting sad so enjoy the next chapters. Love ya'll

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