Chapter 22

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Previously:

He sits atop me, punching my face. I hear a crack and my nose begins to hurt. I hear a few more cracks. I see a fist coming towards my temple before my vision goes black.

Niall:

I head to the kitchen looking for something to quench my hunger. I'm in the middle of choosing when Indieana calls my name.

"Niall!" she yells from upstairs. "Yeah love?"

"Can you get me a towel from the laundry room?"

"Uh, sure. Be there in a sec,". I'm about to walk in the laundry room when I hear a banging on the front door. Indieana can wait for a second. I make my way to the door, pulling it open to reveal a tall man. "What can I do for you sir?"

"There's a fire at my house down the street and my daughter is in it. You have to help me," he pleads. "Boys! Come help me!" I yell quickly.

They rush downstairs and the man repeats what he said. We run out the door, expecting the man to follow us. When I turn around, he's locking the door on us with a evil smirk on his face.
"Wait! Guys wait," I shout.

I jog up to them and tell them that the man locked us out. "Bloody hell Niall, what'd you do?" Louis shrieked.

"He was so convincing..." I murmur. "We need to get Indie out of there!" Harry commands, already running back to the house. Shit. She could get hurt because of me. I run back to the house and try the front door to no avail. I go to the back of the house and try the glass door.

"NIALL! HELP ME" Indieana screams from inside. I see her struggling with the man and my brain is on a one way track: get her safe. Since the door is locked, I turn around and look for something to break the door. Liam and Zayn come up and I tell them my plan. Harry and Louis show up last and I have Liam explain the plan.

What can I use to break the door...

Brick! I pick up the brick and I'm about to smash it through the door when I look up and see Indieana on the floor, bleeding and broken. The man is sitting on her and punching her. He lands a punch on her temple and I see her fall limp. I stand back and throw the brick through the window, glass flying everywhere. I dash inside, aware I'm getting cut up, and jump on the man. I put him in a chokehold and call for Louis.

"Get your ass in here Louis, I need help." I yell just as the man flips me over. I land on my back, prepared for the first punch. Louis pulled him back and Harry punches him in the face and stomach, leaving him weak. They continue to pummel him when I hear something talking. I look around and notice the phone is on.

"Hello?" I croak.

"Is everything okay? I'm sending help over if you give me your address," I give them the address and hang up. I limp over to Indieana and tears form in my eyes. She lays on the floor, a little pool of blood by her head, arm and leg broken with bruises and scratches covering her body. I sit on the floor and cradle her head in my lap. I stroke her hair and her eyelashes flutter.

"Niall," she whispers with a smile on her face. "I'm here baby, everything is going to be okay." I whisper, more for my sake than hers. She doesn't hear me as her eyes close. I hear sirens in the distance and I let out a long held sigh. It's only been two days and look at all has happened.

They arrive a minute later and do their job. They try to help me but I brush them off, telling them I'm fine. lSir, you aren't fine. Judging by your limp and groans, I'd say your back is in critical condition." She says concerned.

"No I'm fine" I whisper as another wave of pain comes over me. I lean against her and I throw up. "Your fine right? Lets go," she carries me to the ambulance and sets me up. The last thing I remember is a sharp sting in my arm.

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