Safe (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 1

Authors note: VIOLENT SITUATIONS AND OFFENSIVE LANGUAGE IS USED IN THIS CHAPTER  

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    It's been thirteen years. Thirteen years since my life changed for forever. Thirteen years since the cancer took my mother. I wake up my alarm clock is screaming. I hear my dad downstairs he's angry again. He's throwing plates and yelling. I can't take this not today. Tired of hearing my dad I turn on my music and start getting ready for school. I try to keep myself from thinking, but I can't help myself. What if my mom wouldn't have passed away? Was it my fault that I didn't help her get treatment sooner? Would it have saved her if I did?

    I finish getting ready forgetting that I have a time limit. I glance at the clock.

"Shit"

It's 7:45 I can't be late again.I grab my bag and run out of my bedroom.I run down stairs and try as fast as I can to get out of the door, but he sees me. He grabs my arm and slams me against the wall. His breath smells of rum. 

"IT SHOULD OF BEEN YOU YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH, IT SHOULD OF BEEN YOU!"

I feel a fist connect with my jaw, and another on my eye, and then my cheek. My face stings with pain and I feel helpless. He starts slamming my head against the wall again and again, and then I'm thrown onto the floor.

"GET OUT OF HERE YOU WASTE OF SPACE!"

I manage to pull myself off the floor feeling weak and fearful, but I have to get out of here. I run out of door. The cold November air hits my face making me feel like my tears are being transformed into ice. I glance down at my IPod it's 7:58, I'm about a block away from school, if I keep running I can make it. I start pumping my arms faster, I can see the school. I am now sprinting for the doors. Not even bothering going to my locker, I bolt up the stairs and down the hallway.

Approaching my class I slow down a bit,and sneak into the back of the classroom, taking a seat right on time as the bell rings. I'm exhausted from all the running and lack of sleep. I lay my head down on my desk and decide I'm just going to rest my eyes. "RING" The bell goes off and I get up and act as if nothing happened. 

"Have a good day class"

Thank god he didn't notice I was sleeping I think to myself.

"Um Paige a word please."

Oh god I think as I walk over to his desk.

"What happened?"

"What do you mean what happened Mr. Andrews?" I tried to play it off like I had no idea what he was talking about, but it's hard to lie about having new bruises every week. 

"Paige, I told you if this happened again that I was going to have to take action"

"Mr. Andrews I'm fine I just fell down the steps this morning"

"You fell down the steps for the fifth time in the past month?!"

I have no response. I just break down crying. Mr. Andrews gets up from his desk and comes over to comfort me. He embraces me in a tight hug to reassure me that I'm safe.

"I'm sorry but I'm going to have to call the police"

I push him away."I'm seventeen years old I can take care of myself!" I say harshly. 

"Obviously you can't, look at yourself"

"Just please don't he'll kill me if I tell" I start crying "he'll kill me"

"No....no he won't the bastard will NEVER lay another hand on you again"

"You don't know what he's capable of, he's become a completely different person since mom left." I say

"Your mother made me promise her that I would keep you safe"

(Mr. Andrews is a family friend. He was my mom's neighbor. They were best friends as kids and continued there friendship into their adulthood.)

"Even if you reported it I wouldn't have anywhere to go" I say trying to be convincing, but even I could see there was no way around this. 

"Your mother gave me some information about some of your relatives, I'm sure they wouldn't mind, and until then you can stay with my wife and I."

"I guess this is my only option then isn't it?" I ask already knowing his response. 

"Yes Paige it is"

"Okay." I say, my voice cracking from the fear of not knowing what will happen, or where I'll be tomorrow or the next day. 

"Go to class I'll take care of it...it's all going to be okay." He says with a soft tone.

All I could do was nod. I was afraid of what might come out of my mouth if I tried to form words.I broke contact with his warm brown eyes, and went to walk out of his room. He started dialing a number on his phone.

"Yes this is Brian Andrews....I would like to report a case of child abuse." 

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