~~Nikki's Dads P.O.V~~
I punched my daughter. I punched my daughter. I couldn't quit thinking of that. Even though it was an accident I still felt like monster. Momentarily, I quit thinking of that and grabbed my phone out of my pant suit pocket. I was NOT going to let that boy just run off with my daughter. Never in a million years. (Haha see what I did there?) I dialed the police station's number and hit the 'send call' button. It didn't ring... after about half a minute of waiting for it to ring, a loud beeping sound came from it, causing me to jump slightly, an audio recording rambled through my ears. 'We're sorry but your phone is out of service. Please buy a top-up card and try again.'
"Damn pre-paid phones." I yelled to my self.
I quickly ran inside to use the house phone. It was in the kitchen and it shouldn't take me long to reach it. I unlocked the door and darted in. I wasn't watching where I was going and suddenly fell. I got up and brushed myself off, then stared at what I had tripped over. My eyes were wide, and I knew my face had lost all of its colour. There, right in front of my eyes, lay my dead wife. I felt the tears spring into my eyes. I hadn't seen her in about 3 days and when I finally get to see her, she's dead. I completely forgot about calling the cops and just lay there beside my wife, in complete and utter shock...
~~Nikki's POV~~
I looked over at Niall and his expression was full of anger and worry. His grip on the steering wheel was rock hard because his knuckles were pure white. My eye was still in pain from where my dad had punched me. I knew it was an accident but it still hurt like hell.
"N-Niall." I spoke. My voice came out more as a hoarsey whisper, but Niall still heard me.
"Nikki, love, are you alright? How is your eye? I'm so so sorry babe, I didn't mean to get you into this mess. Do you forgive me?" He bombarded me with questions.
"Woah Niall, slow down!" I laughed. He looked away from me and his cheeks flushed red.
"Sorry" He murmered.
"My eye is fine, it's still a little painful but nothing I can't stand. Niall, you might have gotten me into a lot of things but i'm not mad at you. It's not your fault, it's that stupid 'kidnappers' fault." I gushed out. I looked over and saw a few tears escape Niall's eyes. He pulled off the side of the rode and put his head on the steering wheel. Without warning, the horn started blowing and Niall and I both jumped. His head flew up and the beeping stopped. We both laughed slightly from the situation but our moods quickly changed back to the way they were.
"Niall, are you okay? Why are you crying?" I asked concerned.
"Y-your dad Nikki, I looked back in the mirror and he had a phone up to his ear. H-He's gonna call the cops Nikki! I can't afford the cops on me! I j-just can't. " Niall stuttered. By this time he was bawling.
"Niall, I need to tell you something." I whispered to him. He looked up at me with puffy eyes and nodded his head for me to continue.
"I used all my dad's minutes on his phone last night when I was talking to him. We were having our usual night chat when the call suddenly dropped. He got on facebook later on telling me he had used all his minutes. Niall, he couldn't have called the cops. Don't worry." My words flowed out of my mouth like it would make Niall feel better, but his expression was the same.
"You have a house phone, you know?" He replied. My face dropped at the thought of it, but then I remembered my dead mum.
"I know that Niall, but just as he would go to use it, he would find my mum on the floor and start crying. He would forget about it all. Plus, he would be stupid to call the cops because I could just file a report for child abuse. Even if it was an accident, you can still get sentenced for it." As soon as I said that Niall's face lit up and he jumped out of the car. He ran over to my side of the door, yanked it open, and lifted me out of it hugging my tightly. We both smiled. He let go of me and we just stared into each others eyes. I didn't want to have to end up kissing him so I hopped back into the van and motioned Niall to me. He stood between my knees and once again we started staring at each other. I turned my face with a slight blush and blurted out a random question.
"So, Niall... How old are you?" I spoke.
"Nineteen. Twenty in about a month. Yourself?" He replied.
My eyes went wide when he said he was nineteen. I'm seventeen and even though it's a two year difference, that's not what was crossing my mind. Niall basically kidnapped me. A minor. I never agreed for him to put me in the van away from my father and take me here, but I never objected either. I let the thought slide for the moment because I had too much going on right now to worry about age.
"Seventeen. Eighteen in 2 weeks from today." I finally said.
"Oh, so that means in 2 weeks, when you turn eighteen, you will be legal to do some sexual activity with me." He smirked.
"What the hell Niall? Never in your wildest dreams!" I laughed back. (once again, see what I did there?)
Niall stepped out from between my knees and walked over to his side of the car. I shut my door and Niall got in and did the same. He started the van engine and drove down the road.
"Where are we going Niall?" I asked him, confused.
"It's a surprise. My mum used to take me here when I was young. It's a beautiful place and i'm sure you'll love it." He said with a smile on his face.
"How is your mum Niall? Do you guys hang out often?" I spoke.
Niall seemed to tense at my words.
"That's a subject we will discuss later." He said sternly. I don't think I should have brought that up.
"Sorry for mentioning it." I said.
"It's alright love. Maybe when we get to the place I want to show you, we can play 20 questions and get to know each other better." He grinned.
I smiled for a reply but deep down inside, I was hoping he wouldn't ask questions that were too personal, because I was not about to tell him about my rough childhood...
Sorry if this isn't long enough. I'm having writers block and I don't know what to put after this scene besides the 'secret place' arrival. I will update tomorrow night for sure though. Thanks for reading!
