NIAGARA'S POV 
                              I slowly regained consciousness. I could hear voices whispering in the next room. A spark of curiosity came to me. What were they talking about? I could make out two voices.
                              "We have bombed the plane that he travelled. Isn't it time that we disposed her off too?" 
                              "Wait a minute. I just need to talk to her first." 
                              The door opened blinding me with the light that came from the other side. It suddenly closed, leaving me in the dark again. My eyes adjusted to the light to see my captor. He slowly walked in, removing his scarf. My heart started to beat faster and faster as he took each step. What did they mean disposed? Is he going to 'dispose' me off too? Oh God! Is Niall alright?! My captor stood right in front of me. My eyes widened in the shock of realising who it was...... My brother, Jordan.
                              "J? Is that you?" I asked him, unsure how to begin.
                              "Yeah Ni. I didn't die. I escaped the crash."
                              "Why didn't you come back? HOW COULD YOU NOT?! YOU LEFT ME! YOUR OWN SISTER FOR TEN YEARS! " My voice rose, and so did my emotions.
                              "SHUT UP!" He yelled. The next thing was the all too familiar lashing sound and the searing pain in my calf. 
                              I silently let my tears fall. Niall can't be.... No! I won't let it happen! 
                              "And listen" he said.
                              "What?"
                              "Look, I need to say a few things. I really don't know how to begin though. Okay, here it goes... I am not your real brother... you were bought from a person who sold children for a thousand pounds. Even if it was not worth it though.
                              "What the fucking hell are you talking about? And why would I believe you?" I asked him even if their behaviour towards me now made sense. The punches, the wounds, the scars, the insults, the nightmares, everything made sense. Why would anyone treat someone else's child like their own? When they have an hier, why a spare? Almost all the pieces of the jigsaw fell into place. Now, just one puzzle piece was missing, my real parents.
                              "You're a genetic scientist right? Test our DNA now" he ordered.
                              "I need some things to do that"
                              "Well then, don't do it" he said with a devilish tone. He walked behind me. I couldn't properly breathe. I realised he was choking me with a rope. Now I was desperate. Red spots danced across my vision. I could hear the roaring of the three waterfalls. How did I reach outside the forest to here so fast?! I saw another person walk towards me. Suddenly, red hot pain shot up my skull. 
                              "NIAGARA!" Niall's voice was the last thing I heard before darkness replaced the lights again.
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                              A/N
                              Guys! I don't think I can update often this month coz my exams begin on 18th. And it ends on October 1st.  Yup. I know it sucks. 
                              @Vanz_OneD all the best! It's social right?! :-);-) 
                                      
                                          
                                   
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