Possession

five.

I woke up in the morning before Niall and decided to make breakfast before getting ready for work. I started making pancakes and bacon. After 10 minutes I felt two arms wrap around me from behind and a pair of warm lips pressed against my cheek,

"I smelled food." He whispered and I nodded,

"I'm making breakfast before I head into work." I said and flipped a piece of bacon. He released my waist and walked over to the fridge,

"What's wrong? You seem pissy.." He looked through the fridge for god knows what but he probably won't find it and yell at me.

"Nah I'm fine." I shot back to him quickly, I put more bacon a plate and added more to the pan. The swizzle was a nice sound and the kitchen smelled great, if only it was for the stink on Niall's breath from the last night alcohol.

"There's something wrong, babe tell me." He said sweetly and I rolled my eyes before finishing up the bacon and turned to him,

"You think about it and then you tell me." I said and walked back towards the bathroom so I could shower. Niall stood there, thinking and I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Turning on the water and stripping from my clothes I stood in front of the mirror that was behind our bathroom door and sighed as I scanned over my body. I had bruises all over my wrist and back from when Niall pushed and grab me. The ones from the other day were still visible but now were a little faded. I ran my fingers through my hair before getting into the shower. After washing my hair and body I stood there thinking about the events in the past 6 months. I leaned against the wall and started crying. I'm not sure how much more I can take. It's like a re-peat of my childhood but now I'm the mom and Niall is my father. 

There was a loud banging on the bathroom door causing me to leave my self pity state of mind,

"Yes?" I called to Niall,

"You have 30 minutes before you have to leave. " he said and I thanked him before turning the water off and stepping out. I wrapped a towel around my body and took one last look at myself in the mirror before walking out and into our bedroom to get dressed. Niall was sitting on the computer scrolling down Facebook and I pulled out underwear and a bra from the drawers. Putting them on along with a nice pair of leggings with a long dress shirt and added a pair of flats. I pulled my hair up into a bun since I didn't have time to blow dry it and applied light, natural make up. I grabbed my jacket, my work bag and purse before walking over and kissing Niall's cheek,

"Bye." I spoke so fast I'm not even sure he understood me but I turned to walk away. Once I reached the door I heard Niall say my name,

"Yes?" I turned on my heels to face him,

"Why are you mad?" He asked against crossing his arms, I shrugged,

"I guess that it's for me to know and you to keep doing since you obviously don't see anything wrong with what you did." I spat out at him, kinda harshly and he looked so hurt and confused, but that quickly washed away with anger.

"I can't fucking change it unless I KNOW what I did!"

"Oh do you actually care? Obviously you don't listen to anything I say anyways!" I looked at him and he stood up quickly.

"What THE FUCK IS THAT SUPPOSE TO MEAN?" He raised his voice at me and to keep from showing him that he was winning this...again by making me cry, I just turned and walked out of the house. I slammed the front door behind me and walked to the car. I got in setting my self in the seat next to me and started my car. I heard my phone buzz with a text and I pulled it out reading the now lit up screen,

"This isn't over."

No shit. I threw my phone down and pulled out of the parking lot and drove towards work.