The Niall Novel

Chapter 5

* Meghans POV*

Sitting on his couch, I play with the silver clover around my neck.

"So you're just not going to talk to me," he whispers.

" You said you'd take me home," I shoot back.

" I said i was sorry!"

" I said I don't care,". I squeeze my eyes shut tightly, to prevent myself from rolling them. " It's late. Take me home." He rests his hand on my knee, a slight smile on his face.

" You could stay here," he says, a seductive hint in his voice. He catches a glimpes of my new necklac, and holds it between his thumb and forefinger. " He gave this to you. Didn't he?" I shrug my shoulders. He tugs it swiftly, snapping the chain. A sharp gasp escapes my lips.

" Give it back," I spit through gritted teeth. He holds it over my head, his towering height preventing me from grabbing it. " GIVE IT BACK JERRY! " I yell, beating my fists against his chest.

"Don't be so voilent," he laughs, pushing me away.

" Well give it back," my voice shakes. His mocking grin fades, morphing to an angry frown.

" Why do you care so much!?" he hollers, squeezing it tightly in his fist. I feel a hot tear roll down my cheek. Why do i care so much?

" Because it's Niall," i mumble absebtmindedly. As quickly as I've said it, I wish to take it back, and rightly so. Jerry's face hardens, his gold eyes dark and angry. He balls his hands into fists tightly, making no real effort to calm himself. The charm falls to the floor, the sound echoing through the tense silence. " Why do you care?" i Ask, snatching it off the ground.

" You're mine," he says, his face almopst softening.

" I'm not an object Jerry, I don't belong to either of you!"

" Yes. You. Do" He steps closer, resting his fingertips on my cheek. I wince, and pull away hastily. His shoulders fall, almost sullen. " I love you Meg," He whispers the words sweetly, nuzzling his face in the crook of my neck. I lay my hands on his chest, not sure if i should embrace him, or pish himaway. " I love you," he whispers again, sliding his hands down my waist, resting my on my hips. He presses a wet kiss to my neck, letting his hands wander to my rear. He pinches my arse, laughing at the sharp gasp escaping my lips.

" Stop it!" i shout, shoving him away. He stumbles backwards, knocking in to a coffee table. He slurs a curse word, sneering at me. He steps forward deliberately, a wicked smile on his face. For the second time ever, his hand shoots across my face, only this time, there is no remorse.He grabs my arm roughly, leading me down the hall. Each time I try to get away, he tugs harder, sending me stumbing down the hall. He drags me in to his room, laying me on his bed.

" Don't touch me," I screech, slapping him. Before I can even take off, he returns my actions, only harder. He slides his hands down my waist, unbuttoning my jeans. " stop it," I yells, squirming away. Each time I manage to get away, he pulls me back in, rougher with each touch.

" Stay still," he mumbles, pulling my jeans off. I scream loudly, a worthless attempt at, practically nothing. Every sound I make, he returns witha heavy hand. I bite my lower lip, paralyzed with fer. He spreads my knees apart, " You're mine,"....

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He exits the room, leaving me quietly sobbing in the corner. I hear him leave through the front door, and only then do i move. Just as im buttoning my pants, i hear the front door of the aprtment open. Crap. Panicked, I lock the door, hoping to buy myself some time. I hear his heavy footsteps near me, and before I know it, he's fidgeting with the knob. Crap.Without thinking, I climb out the window and on to the fire escape. As I do, I hear him open the bedroom door. I cling on to the ladder, too far up to jump. I jiggle it slightly, trying to elongate it.

" Meghan," I hear him call. " Meghan!" Crap. I cling tighter to the ladder, scared out of my mind. " Meg!" the call comes from underneath me. Niall! Below me he stands, arms outstreched, a puzzled look on his face. " Get down from there."  look down, trying to determine if it's worth it to jump. " I've got you," he says, his figure blurry. I wipe the tears from my eyes on my shoulder, sniffling.I climb to the bottom, letting myself hang from the last rung. I fall, into his arms, and realize that the drop, wasnt what I'd expected.

"You okay?" Niall asks, a slight drunkness in his voice.

"No," I croak. It's no use lying to him. He shifts my weight in his arms, cradling me. He lets me rest my head on his shoulder. There, I find myself drifting into sleep, as he walks down the empty street.