It was I can't remember but I think his name is zayn I'm not sure.
I flinched when his hand touched my shoulder he looked at me strangely
"Are you ok Abigail?" He asked sitting on the swing beside me I sighed and looked ahead
Should I be a bitch and not answer him?
Or
Should I actually be nice and talk to him
Or
Give him a simple answer
Let's go with the third one
"Yeh I'm fine" I said back
"Are you sure?"
"YES I BLODDY SURE" I yelled god didn't he get that I was fine, I turned on my heal and ran I just ran not knowing were I was going i just kept running.
I saw a graveyard up ahead it was a curtain graveyard that I remember so dearly I remember her being buried here my daughter stillborn two years ago it was HIS daughter, I remember telling mum I didn't want her buried in our home town but in somewhere nice that had no bad memories so mum suggested here in London.
I sat down by her gravestone and run my hand over the grass almost like she was here.
"Hey baby, mummy's here." I whispered
"I haven't seen you in a while have i? Well I missed you, guess what baby uncle Liam's here, I don't think I ever told you about him maybe one day I should bring him to meet you," I whipped the tears running down my face
I continued to run my hand along the grass, as if she was here running around as her sweet giggles and laughs filled the air, I sometimes imagine what she would look like and if my life would be any different if she was alive.
"I miss you so much, baby mummy dosent know what to do anymore I need so help, can you give mummy a sign that you're here that I'm not alone?" That's when I felt it as if someone was wrapping there arms around my shoulders and giving me a hug, I smiled
"Thankyou baby, thankyou thankyou so so much"
The feeling only got stronger then left
"I'll see you soon baby just remember mumma loves you never forget that"
I just sat there unable to move, I felt little drops of rain on my head and after awhile they got harder but I still didn't move except bring my knees to my chest and continued to cry.
After about an hour I got up and brushed myself off the rain still coming down I whispered
"I'll be back"
I just walked the streets not being able to do anything i just decided to go back to Liam's
Liam's pov
"Mum what's wrong with her?" I asked over the phone
"I don't know after she broke up with his she changed" I knew she was hiding something I could hear it in her voice
"Seriously mum what happened after I left"
"Fine, well she was still with Damian and he hurt her physically and emotionally and after about 2 years he got her pregnant but when the baby was born it was stillborn Abigail was heartbroken she lost a piece of her liam and she told me what broke her the most is she didn't even get to hold or see her baby, then after that she just stopped talking to everyone she broke up with Damian and cut me out of her life" I was shocked to say the least
"So you're saying that my sister was abused and then got pregnant and you didn't have the decency to tell me"
"Liam she didn't want anyone to even know"
"I HATE YOU LIAM AND I HATE YOU MUM HOW DARE YOU, YOU TOLD ME YOU WOULD NEVER TELL HIM" I heard someone scream from the door I turned and there she stood soaking wet makeup running down her face
Shit
Abigail's pov
I'm fuming
How fucking dare she tell him that
I bolted up to my room and locked the door, I sat on my balcony seat have a smoke while looking at the tattoo on my wrist the name 'Leah' written in cursive, it's the name of my baby
"Abigail?" Zayn asked coming out onto my balcony and sitting on the chair next to me also pulling out a smoke and lighting to up.
"Why are you so nice to me?" I sigh
"You can't judge a book by its cover, I'm sure under the 'bad girl' image is the real Abigail"
"You're the only person who actually cares to get to know me most people just ignore me or don't look at me"
"I gotta give you a chance don't I?"
"Yeh I guess"I said with another sigh
"So Abigail why haven't you talked to anyone else but me?" He asked looking at me
"You look like the person I would have more in common with, and also because you actually seem to want to get to know me"
"Okay, so tell me a bit about yourself"
"Well my full name is Abigail Sophia payne, I drink, I party, I smoke and I have tattoos, I'm 19 years old, 20 on September 12th"
"Okay well my name Is zayn javadd Malik I smoke and have tattoos I like art in 21 years old and I'll be 22 on the 12th of January"
"Interesting" I chuckled
"It is isn't it?" He laughed he got up and put his smoke out
"Well I have to go now but I'll talk to you soon"
"Bye"
Liam's pov
How did he get her to open up to him
How did he even get her to laugh, I haven't heard her laugh in years
Why couldn't it be me
She is my sister
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