Long Lost family - A Harry Styles Story

Chapter 31 - A Different Light

Peyton's POV

All I could remember from last night was kyle showing me I could trust him. I finally felt safe with him again until it got to the point where my confidence in him began to grow. Just as we were about to have sex he moved his hands towards the top of my thighs leaving me completely frozen in fear as flash backs raced through my mind...

* Flash Back *

Kicking and screaming he picked me up but I was too weak to fight back. Bleeding from the cuts, aching from the bruises, my mind was being controlled by terrors this monster had unleashed... I was scared and defenseless with no one to help me... " No daddy!! No please don't hurt me daddy please don't touch me not again daddy " Screaming wasn't going to help me, before I knew it my dad had once again raped me.

* End of Flash Back *

I was five years old back then and had no clue as to what was even going on but now I was old enough to understand. Thinking about what that bastard did to me left me shaking every time, now thanks to him I saw everything In a different light. I felt so bad that I had closed up on kyle, I just wanted to lay in bed and hide all day. Kyle had gotten up about half an hour ago and made the boys breakfast, realising I was too embarrassed to show my face after last nights events he placed my breakfast on the bedside table thinking I was still sleeping. After eating the breakfast Kyle had made for me I sat there thinking as well as trying to muster up the courage to leave the bedroom at least once today.

Over thinking a simple task, a million thoughts raced through my head... What if he was mad with me??

Or didn't understand what had happened??

Was he going to help me through this or just get up and leave me to fight an endless battle on my own??

How would he know when I had regained his trust?? 

So many of my questions were left unanswered but I was too scared to show my face, after all it wasn't easy living with the shame of having a crazy abusive farther who left both mental and physical scars.

Kyles POV

I hadn't seen Peyton all morning it was nearly twelve in the afternoon and she was normally the first one up. The poor girl must've been getting hungry so I placed some breakfast on the bedside table. Chatting away to the boys I never even noticed her slip into the kitchen she was so quiet sometimes it scared me. The only reason I knew that she was there is because the plate clattered when she placed it in the sink. I felt so guilty when she almost jumped out of her skin at my words... Morning beautiful, you're normally the first one up. Her tone didn't have its usual bounce it was fragile and slightly jumpy when she answered my question. I also noticed that she looked nervous in mine and the boys presence, I guess last night must've really shook her up.

" Yeah I know I just didn't feel too good being around everyone today, especially all the boys... Errm I'm gonna go lie back down in the bedroom I have a headache "

Great so not only could my girlfriend no longer trust me she couldn't even trust the boys, as I heard the bedroom door close I took a bottle of water from the fridge and knocked on the bedroom door before entering cautiously.... I needed answers and had a way of getting them.

K - Hey its just me can I come in?

P ~ yeah sure sit down...

K - look sweetie about last night, I completely understand why it happened but I can't help you if your scared to show your face the day after thinking I will shout at you because honestly I won't