The Love Game // z.m

Chapter Twenty Five - "I gave up a long time ago"

"Kelly, please wake up, I need to talk to you." I hear my dad shaking my lifeless body.

"What do you want?" I say groggily.

"Milli has spoken to me; she's worried about you. Frankly, I am too. What's wrong? You know I can help, or at least try to." He chuckles weakly. 

"Dad, there is nothing wrong. I promise you." I say feeling tears welling up in my eyes. 

"Kell, I've tried to be nice and ask you in the nicest way possible but Milli read something very disturbing." I feel my heart in my throat. I fell asleep writing last night and I must've left it out. "She come to me and told me what she read. She told me-" My usually strong dad says weakly. Tears escape from his eyes as he continutes his setence. " She told me that you, that you were raped."

His face flushes with anger. "What sick, perverted, paedophile thinks he can hurt my Kelly-Welly and get away with it? Listen baby." He says holding my face with his both hands. We're both crying looking each other in the eyes. "Baby, you need to go to the police and get that sick bastard locked up." 

"Dad, I can't. There is no proof that he, you know? Anyways, it's my word against his. There's no evidence." I say feeling snot run down my face from crying. I wipe it away using a tissue located next to my bed. 

"There has to be something that we can use to get him done for what he has done. A camera? Your diary? A swab test? Anything. Kelly, we need to do something. I can't let that sick sonuvabitch get away with rape. He's a fucking peadophile. He needs to be put in prison." Dad says wiping his tears away from his cheeks. 

"I'll go when I'm ready. I can't do it right now." I say wiping my face with my bed sheets. 

"I understand Kelly. We'll go when you're ready. Please let me know when you are ready." My dad says walking to my door. He opens it and I see a crying Milli run through the door. 

I open my arms and welcome her into a hug. We sit like that for around two hours. 

***

Milli and I fell asleep next to each other after talking about everything that has happened in the past year. 

I wake and and walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and wash my face to make myself feel clean again. My feet quickly lead me downstairs and into the kitchen to find some food. I find two bacon rolls on the side with a note from my dad. 

Kell, 

Gone out with Kacie, be home in an hour or so. There's two bacon rolls for you and Milli, please eat something. I love you

-Dad xx

I grab the two bacon rolls and eat them both. Sorry Mills. The doorbell rings too loud for my liking. Over and over the raucous sound breaks my ear drums. 

It must be dad and Kelcie. I lift myself up from the couch and walk to the door, hoping to relieve my ears from the ear-splitting sound of the doorbell. 

I open the door and see my favourite person in the whole world. 

"Zappy!" I scream wrapping my arms around him tightly. I hear someone clear their throat. Well, two people actually. 

"Harry! Niall!" I bring them both into the hug. I feel safe. I finally feel like I'm going to be okay.

"Your dad called Zayn and asked if he could come over and help you. Zayn asked if Harry and I wanted to come with so we said yes." Niall said breaking away from the group hug.

The three guys walked into the living room. This is it. This is where I tell them. This is where and when I tell them what Bolton did to me. 

"I have to tell you guys something. Promise me you will be understanding." They all nod. 

"Well, it's not easy for me to say this, because I don't want to hurt any of you. You all mean the world to me so I want to tell you before you find out from somebody else." They all agree with each other. 

"Whatever this is, you know you can tell us." Zayn says putting his hand on my back. 

I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself. My breathing slows down steadily. I close my eyes. 

"I was raped." My breathing hitches, trying to be strong for the guys. "It was Coach Bolton."

The room is dead silent. You could hear a pin drop.

"I fucking knew it. That fucking bastard need to die. Fucking-" Zayn shout throwing things around. 

I'm scared. I've never seen him act this way. I bring my knees up to my chest to protect my head incase anything flies at me. 

"Zayn, bro. You're scaring her." Harry says holding his arms to prevent him from throwing anything else. 

"He needs to die." Zayn says sitting next to me. He pulls me into his chest. "You're going to be okay babe. You're going to be okay." He says convinicng himself. "You're going to be okay." He says slowly. 

"I gave up a long time ago. I know I'm not going to be okay yet. Not for a long time. This is the first step to getting better. I'm going to the police soon, I'm going to get him done. He deserves everything that is coming to him." I say reassuring Zayn.

"We're all going to be okay. We just need some time to get to that point."