Two Directions?

Take Me Home

Nia's POV

    These were the times that I wished Nathan still lived with us. He was the one when I was younger that protected me from dad. He was the one who got me out of this hell hole before things got worse, not that they really could anyway.

     By the time I was 15 he had already went from physically abusing me to sexually abusing me. So all in all, I hated my father with a burning passion deep inside my young soul. And for my mum, well gather around cause it's story time bitch! Sorry for cursing! Well my mum died when I was around 12 years old. She got into a car accident going to pick me and my brother up from school.

     A man hit her while he was texting. I couldn't really hate him for it. He died that day too. The collision was just that bad. And then after my mum died my father stared abusing us. Nathan took most of the blame for most things so I wouldn't get hit as much but after he left it got bad.I was snapped out of my thoughts (and story time) when the door to the basement opened. 

    "Here is some food hun." My father said in a sickly sweet voice. I almost gagged at the sound of it. What did I do to deserve to live in this hell hole of a home?

LiLi's POV

    We were all terrified. We didn't remember where he lived and the cops weren't helping at all. Harry was panicking, he thought we all blamed him for Nia getting taken, because at the time she was with him. We had all already told him we didn't care that she was in his care when she was stolen. He couldn't really do anything since he was in the shower. 

    "So if were going to do anything about it then we really need to find out where her father lives and get down to the bottom of things and why he took her." I said. 

    They all shook their heads and we got to work. Harry headed off to a quiet corner, probably to call the boys while the rest of us started looking through Nia's laptop. 

   "Facebook!" Harriet piped up. I quickly typed in the web address and signed in to Nia's Facebook. I ignored the hundreds of new friend requests she had and quickly typed in her fathers name. Several names with faces popped up, but only one of the faces we knew. I hurriedly clicked on it and rushed right to the info. 

    "Harry!" I shouted. I heard thumping, indicating he was coming towards us. 

    "Yea?" He asked as he made it into the room. 

    "We found him. 7348 Willow road." I said. 

    "That's only like ten minutes from here!" Harriet exclaimed. Without missing a beat we all scrambled up and rushed to the truck. On the way I pulled out my cell and dialed the police. 

    "What is your emergency?" The sweet, calm lady on the other side said. 

    "Our friend Nia has been kidnapped and is being held hostage at 7348 Willow road." I said frantically. 

    "OK just stay calm, we will send someone over." She said before the line went dead. We piled in and drove off. 

    "What do you think he did to her?" Zaylnn asked. I shrugged. "

    He better not of touched innocent little Nia or I will personally cut of his penis and shove it down his throat." Lou threatened. I sunk back in my seat a bit. I never knew she could be so violent.  

    Before I knew it we had pulled up to a small house and were running up to the front door. We tried the knob but it didn't work. 

    "Watch out." Zaylnn said before she pulled a bobby pin out of her hair and unlocked the door. We all rushed inside and began to search the house. As we passed by a door I heard grunting and sobbing. My eyes widened. Harry shoved open the door and what we saw took us by surprise. There was Nia's dad, roughly shoving his manhood inside of our little leprechaun.

     I saw Harry's face turn beet red before he ran up and grabbed him by his shoulder and pulled him away from Nia. Harry picked him up and threw him on the floor with ease. He then kicked him repeatedly in the gut and then about twice in his face. Blood rushed out of Nia's dads nose. 

    When he stilled, probably passed out, Harry rushed over to Nia's sobbing body. He quickly pulled on her underwear that were carelessly tosses on the floor and then put his shirt on her, leaving his chest bare. 

    "Are you OK Nia?" He asked. His face was no longer red and his eyes no longer held anger, but pain and sadness. 

    "Please, just take me home." She whispered. He scooped her up in his arms and then walked out the door. We got back in the truck and as we sped away, we passed the police car that would be there is seconds.

IMPORTANT!!!! 

OK SO I GOT IN TROUBLE SO IT MAY TAKE AWHILE FOR ME TO WRITE. BELIEVE ME IT PAINED ME TO NOT WRITE FOR THIS LONG! MOST OF THIS WAS WRITTEN ON MY PHONE! I HOPE YOU GUYS R HAPPY WITH IT AND THANK U GUYS SO MUCH FOR THE 2,300 SOMETHING READS IT WARMS MY HEART AND STUBS ME THAT THAT MANY PEOPLE WANT TO READ THIS!!! WELL I LOVE YOU ALL HAVE A GOOD DAY. THIS HAS BEEN EDITED

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