Ciara's POV
My head hurt, my body ached, & my heart was broken. I thought back to this morning when I swore to Niall, that I wouldn't let Brent hurt me, or force himself on me ever again.
Well that promise was thrown out the window. Walking to my bedroom, I saw a picture of Niall & Me on the first day of pre-school, my hair was in piggy tails & Niall was playing with them, pretending they were horse straddles.
I laughed so hard thinking back to the day, when we made a pact that we would be best friends forever by spitting on our hands and shaking them infront of everyone for them to see.
I grabbed the picture, and held it to my heart and fell to the floor. I promised Niall that I wouldn't let Brent hurt me, but that promise broke when Brent told me that if Niall ever came near me again, he would hurt him.
I wanted to protect Niall, even if it meant that I have to stay with Brent, then so be it.
I got up, and wiped my tears. I placed the picture in my night stand. I went to the bathroom & turned on the faucet. My hair was a mess, my eyes were red, & my makeup was runny.
I splashed the water on my face, & grabbed the towel. I carefully dabbed the towel on my face, I saw my bruise it had gone from light purple to blackish purple.
Every dab sent a sting, I winced trying to get the rest of my makeup off, but it hurt too much.
I threw the towel to the floor, frustated.
I needed some sleep, so I changed into a loose shirt & my pajama shorts, & jumped into bed.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I heard a tap on my window... No, no, no please don't let it be Brent.
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