CHAPTER 3
~Nialls P.O.V~
After about half an hour, we all convinced her to eat the rest of her dinner so we made our way to the media room to watch a movie. We let Nicola pick the movie, and she picked Toy Story. Liam was in front of the TV, focused on the movie, Harry and Louis were on the couch arguing about a Twitter post, Zayn was fixing his hair on the window seat and Nicola and I were snuggling together on the opposite couch to Harry and Louis. About halfway through the movie, I heard Nicola whisper my name, so I looked at her.
“Niall I hungry…” She whispered again. I picked her up, placed her on my hip and quietly left the room to go to the kitchen.
“What would you like to eat munchkin?” She giggled at my new nickname for her.
“Food…” She told me while playing with my hair. I chuckled and got out a bag of chips for us (A/N- AMERICAN CHIPS..) I held out the bag to her and she took some out. I reached my hand in and began to eat with her. So NOW she wants to eat!? I want to eat… Maybe tomorrow we can take her to Nandos so she can share my love for foo-
My thoughts were cut off when I heard Nicola coughing. Her face was red and she was holding her neck in attempts to breathe. Panic rushed through me, but in about 2 seconds I patted her back, trying to help. She stopped coughing and looked up at me. She had tears in her little blue eyes that resembled a lot like mine. A tear managed to escape her now dark blue eyes and streamed down her chubby cheeks while she grabbed onto my shirt. I rubbed her back as she cried into my shoulder.
“Shh its okay munchkin, don’t cry please shh…” I whispered into her ear. I picked her up again and she wrapped her legs around my waist. I made my way to the media room again with a crying Nicola in my arms.
~Harry’s P.O.V~
“Boobear, I swear it was Kevin who posted that, not me!” Louis tried to defend himself.
“No it was-“I tried arguing back but Louis cut me off quickly
“ONLY JIMMY CAN PROTEST.” Louis shouted to me while he held up his middle finger and mouthed ‘VICTORY’ Everyone just laughed and shook their heads at the idiot we call our best friend.
Just then, Niall came in with a crying Nicola in his arms. When did they leave? And why is my Babygirl crying!?
“NIALL WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO!?” I whisper-yelled to him. He just gave us a ‘Don’t ask’ look.
*Sigh* “I’ll take her up to bed now. The movie is almost over anyway.” I got up and took Nicola from his arms. Immediately she grabbed a fistful of my shirt and buried her face in my neck. I said goodnight to the boys and they all hugged and kissed our princess. By then she had almost stopped crying and her eyes were returning to her normal bright blue color, but she still buried her face in my neck.
We finally got to my room and Nicola was already asleep in my arms, face in my neck and hands in my hair. I placed her on my bed gently and got out her pajamas. I gently and quietly got her into her pajamas without waking her. When I was putting them on, I noticed many scars on her body, but one stood out to me. It was the biggest one, it was right on her spine and it said ‘WORTHLESS’. Once I was sure she was still asleep, went to the bathroom to get ready for bed too.
I made my way back to my bed after brushing my teeth, putting on pajama pants and taking off my shirt. I took off the covers on my bed and scooted Nicola over. I got in and pulled her to my chest and she snuggled into me. I wrapped my arms around her and got ready for a well needed rest, hopefully not thinking too much about the pain my princess went through in her 3 years of life.
~Nicola’s P.O.V~
~ ! ~Dream~ ! ~
“NICOLA! GET YOUR STUPID ASS DOWN HERE!” Daddy yelled from downstairs after slamming the front door, again. He goes out every night and gets drunk. It always ends the same. He thinks I’m his servant so when I do something wrong he beats me. I’m only two so I’m very useless when it comes to doing something for others, but I learned that daddy always gets his way, no if’s or but’s.
“I SAID GET DOWN HERE GODDAMNIT!” He screamed from down the stairs. I heard his loud footsteps charge up the stairs, stumbling a couple of times and knocking things over. I could hear him getting closer and closer every second. He eventually slammed the door open and ran in with his knife. This cant end well..
“If you scream it will get worse…” He warned me with rage in his eyes. He grabbed the collar of my shirt and yanked me onto the bed. He turned me onto my stomach and buried my face into the bed while he raped me right then.
After all my screaming of pain, I felt a sharp pain carve into bruised and scarred back over and over again. He did that for a while till he got bored. Before he left he kicked my scars as hard as he could till I yelped. He slammed me into the wall and slapped me right across the face to shut me up, but it only made me scream louder. He picked up his beer bottle and hit me across the head with it. There was a huge shattering noise that the neighbors could probably hear clear as day, while glass, beer and blood splattered everywhere. I fell to the ground and brought my bloody knees up to my bruised chest. Just then I could hear the police sirens making their way towards out house, lights flashing through the blinds on the windows, lighting up the dark cobweb filled attic.
“Stay here and stay quiet or you’re going to get it worse tomorrow, got it?” Daddy whispered in my ear, voice full of hatred and rage. I nodded my head, too afraid to say anything.
Daddy rushed downstairs to try to cover up. I just stayed in the corner and cried into my knees, about to pass out. I heard footsteps rush to my room. Well here we go; he’s going to kill me now probably for causing this. The door burst open once again, but instead of daddy there was a tall man with a police uniform on.
“I FOUND HER GUYS SHE’S IN HERE!” He yelled down the hall and ran to me. Just before he got to me, I heard daddy yell from downstairs “ILL FIND YOU BITCH AND ILL FINISH YOU OFF ONCE AND FOR ALL!” Before I blacked out.
~ ! ~End of dream~ ! ~
I felt someone shaking me and yelling my name. I opened my eyes to see Hazza staring at me with worried eyes. I just noticed that I was all sweaty and I was crying. Daddy hugged my shaking body close to his while rocking me back and forth in attempt to calm me down.
“Shh baby it’s alright it’s just a dream I’m here! Jeez you’re having a rough night aren’t you?” Daddy whispered to me, probably trying not to wake the other boys. I finally calmed down and just sat in my father’s warm embrace while he sang softly to me. He eventually fell asleep, so I just listened to the sound of the rain outside the window above the bed. I too eventually fell asleep once again and enjoyed the rest of my dreamless sleep.
A/N
Did anyone else watch the season premere of PLL last night!? OMG i cant believe it O.o
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