Abused

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{A/N} This chapter will contain rape. That guy up there ^ or on the side >< will be in the story later.

I walked into lunch, meeting up with Louis in the lunch line. He was smiling as he made his way over to me, showing his bright white smile. I let out a small sigh, wishing I had perfect, white teeth. "Hey, mate." Louis greeted as he walked up to me. "Hey, Lou." I whispered, pulling my sleeves over my hands. "You ganna try talking to Liam? He's right with Zayn and Harry." Louis said, pointing towards the table they were sitting at and nudging me. "Erm, I might." I said, covering half my face with my hands.

Louis and I got our lunch, me only getting salad whilst Louis got chicken and potato's. I walked over to the table and sat beside Louis, hiding behind him. I didn't want to talk to Zayn, Harry, nor Liam; I just don't like talking to people. "Hey Niall, you alright?" Zayn asked, snapping me from my thoughts. I slowly nodded and hide behind Louis a little more. "You sure, mate? You look a little scared." Harry added in. "Y-yeah, 'm fine." I assured, looking down as tears brimmed in my eyes. No, I'm not fine. My family hates me. "Alright. . . I guess." Harry slowly said.

I looked up, seeing Louis looking at me with furrowed eyebrows. "Are you okay? It's not because we're sitting with people you aren't comfortable with, is it?" He asked. I shrugged. "A--a little bit. Also h--had a r-rough morning." I stuttered, cuddling closer to Louis' arm. "It's alright, Ni. Look, I know you don't know them that well, but can you try talking to them? They won't snap or be arseholes. Trust me. You're my best friend and if they ever hurt you, I would hurt them." I looked up, meeting Louis' ocean blue eyes. I nodded and cuddled a bit more into his arm.

Louis faced back to the other boys, smiling tightly. "H--hi," I whimpered out. My face was half covered by Louis' arm. "Hey, look who's talking." Liam joked. My eyes widened when realizing he was here. "Hey Niall, you shy? Anti-social? What is it?" Harry asked, taking a bit from his green apple. "J--just a bit shy." I gripped onto Louis' shirt sleeve, wishing the bell would ring. "Cute," Harry winked at me. I blushed, feeling awkward considering Louis is the one that likes Harry.

The bell rang, making me jump up and grab my bag. I threw my lunch in the trash and headed to class.

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I quietly opened the front door, trying to sneak in my house. I slowly closed the door and headed up to my room. "Niall!" My step-father yelled out. I ran up stairs, running into my bedroom and closing the door. I threw my bag down and went to lock the door, hearing my step-fathers footsteps. Just as I was about to lock it, the door swung open, knocking me to the ground. I let out a cry of pain and looked up from the floor. Jason, my step-father was standing above me. "Ready, queer?" He asked, making me cringe.

Shaking my head rapidly, I felt myself being thrown to the bed. "Jason, please don't." I begged weakly. His smirk only widened when I begged him. "It'll be fine, babe," He taunted in a low voice. Jason was only in his thirties. He wasn't ugly; he didn't look like someone you would think to be abusive and a rapist. "Call me daddy." He ordered. I didn't say anything, already feeling disgusted with myself for allowing this to happen.

I squirmed as Jason crawled over me. His shaggy brown hair fell in his face, making him look more creepier and scarier than he really is. I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the image of Jason above me. "Spread your legs, babe." He ordered. When I didn't do as told, Jason harshly gripped my thighs and spread my legs, making me scream in pain.

I felt my jeans being tugged off, making me whimper in pain and fear. Jason moaned at the sight of me in boxers and a shirt. "Baby, you'll feel so good around my cock." He growled, leaning down and kissing my neck. His brown stubble scratching my skin gently, not enough to hurt me but enough to feel it. I squirmed around when feeling my Calvin Klein boxers being pulled off from me.

A zipping noise was heard. I looked up to see Jason hovering over me. "Ah!" I screamed in pain. I looked up, tears brimming in my eyes. Jason slammed into me, making me feel so much pain. I let my head fall to the side as he thrusted in and out. I tried holding back sobs, not wanting to allow him to get pleasure out of this. Jason pulled out and slammed back in, making me loose it. I let out a loud sob, clutching my stomach.

I felt a warm feeling inside me. Not a good one, either. Jason pulled out of me, cum dripping from my arse. I felt so disgusted with myself. How could I let him do this? I'm such a slut. I just let him do this to me; I'm so weak. Jason zipped up his pants and looked at me, "You're such a slut. You just let anyone in, don't you?" I shook my head, earning a slap across the face.

I let out a whimper of pain, curling into myself. I pulled the blankets over me, covering my whole body. Jason walked out, slamming my door shut. I lay there, silently as I cried myself to sleep.

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