~Darkness~

Chapter 14

"Niall...do you not trust me?"
"No its not that..its just..you know what? I don't know what I'm saying"
"No..no tell me"
"If I tell you..then you might leave me and I don't think I'm mentally ready for that right now"

"We aren't dating, we aren't girlfriend and boyfriend...we're just friends."
"We have to be something after all the stuff we've been through."

"Please Niall just tell me so we can get this out of the way." I cross my arms.

"Can you please just sit down" he pushed my shoulders down gently and sat me down in the bed. He sat down beside me and began to roll his left sleeve up, revealing his scars.
"I've lived a strange life Tabby please keep an open mind. Its not easy talking about this.", he sighs, "My mum...she was a very unstable woman. She was raped when she was 19 and she wanted to kill her baby, me, she gave birth to me and left me in a bath tub. I had been there for days..its a miracle that I didn't die from starvation. Luckily, my neighbors found me and my mum..turns out she had died from so much blood loss. My neighbors took me in and raised me..they had been acting really strange since they took me in -or so I was told. Then when I turned 5 there was this 'Incident' that happened and I ended up getting severe amnesia. I forgot everything. It wasn't until my guardians caught me up on everything that I knew who I was. I did have these strange scars though, I had no idea where they came from and every time I asked them they would avoid the topic or tell me it was some kind of accident but I knew that wasn't true. As I grew older I started getting these weird feelings like..I had some kind of strange feeling in my body. Then the day came that I would regret forever. I was 17 years old when I got into a fight and killed a guy. I killed a guy over my girlfriend. I didn't regret killing him I regret what I turned into. It was so unbelievable that I was in shock. I was thinking about that day every time I woke up and every time I went to sleep. I knew something wasn't right..I felt it. So I started going to the library and looking up some weird paranormal shit and what I came across changed my life. I ran home and confronted my parents and that's when they finally told me I was the son of the devil. It sounds crazy I know but everything just added up. The scars, the death of my mum, my memory loss, how I survived all those days without eating, and especially how I killed a guy with my own two fists. I realized I had serious anger issues. I knew not to get too attached to someone because I'd hurt them but you...there's just something special about you. Please don't think I'm crazy everything I said is true. That's why I have these scars. The Journal, I have a journal in my drawer that explains everything."

"I know" , I take a deep breath.
"You know?"
"I've went in your drawer before and I found it. I didn't think much of it so I just put it back but having you sit here and tell me that you're the spawn of Satan...I just think you're fucking insane" I laugh. This guy must be crazy if he thinks I'm gonna believe some bullshit story he made up.

I mean..it does add up to what Zayn said but still..Harry sounds like he belongs in an asylum.

"Im leaving, and I don't want you to ever call me or text me. Don't even fucking think about me. I can't believe I let us get this far to have you make up some bullshit lie. If you're crazy just say so Niall." I picked up my purse and stormed out if his room. I couldn't get to door without Niall pulling me back and pushing me against the wall.
"What do you want?!"
"Let me prove it to you."

"What??"
"Let me prove to you that I am what I say I am"
"Niall just leave-"
"Please."
"Fine...prove it."