If only you knew (Niall Horan FanFiction)

Chapter 17

"Come back here!"

I don't know where to go. My feet suddenly decide to be glued to the carpeted floor. His screams get closer, soon joining me in the hall. "Looks, like you're not leaving today." He slowly walks towards me.

My heart is in my throat. If my body would properly communitcate with my brain, then I would have already been out of here.

"What the hell Jas-" a tall brunette boy walks out of one of the many doors in this hallway. "Who are you?" His features show me that he is completely clueless of what is happening. He glances over to Jason to get an answer from him, since I'm not making a sound. Jason just looks down at his feet.

"Jason is she...No, I'm not letting you do this again man!" The once confused and clueless expression turns to pure anger and sympathy. 

Wait, he knows what he is gonna do to me, or has already been doing to me? How long has he know Jason? How many other girls were there?

"It's not like that, Harry." Jason still is looking at the floor. "She is...I...I love her."

"No you don't mate, she is just an innocent girl that you think you love. You are going to go to jail again if you don't let her go." Harry states. Jason was in jail? Not really a surprise with all of the horrifying things that I found in that room I was trapped in for days. "Let me take her, you stay here and calm down." He slowly walks towards me, pulling behind his back to protect me from his maniac of a friend.

"Ok," is all that Jason can say before he starts sobbing. He drops to his knees and starts screaming. "Tori, just hear me out...I never really wanted to hurt you. I just wanted you to love me and not leave. I know I put you through hell for the last couple days..." He tries to catch his breath, "...but I truly love you."

"But you don't know me. We met not even a month ago. You can't fall in love with someone that quick. I'm sorry, Jason. You can't love me." With those last words, I turn on my heel and walk down the hall where I assume the front door is.

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"I'm so sorry for everything that he put you through..." Harry's voice trails off as he drives me back to my flat. "He has...well, problems."

"What do you mean?" I already know that he has problems considering what he did, but I still wanna hear what exactly it is.

"When he was little, me and him were best friends, still are. We were next door neighboors and always did everything together and told each other everything as well. His father was an alcoholic and his mum died from a drug over-dose when he was about 5 years old. He really only had his older sister, Cathryn, and me. When he was 7 years old, he got home from school and found his father raping his sister on the living room couch. He was traumatized from that..." He takes a slight pause before continuing the story of his monstrous friend, "...I was there for him when he needed me. There were multiple times that his father would rape his daughter, in the other room of the house when Jason was either in his room, or over at my house. One day, his father was too rough with Cathryn. He had gotten so drunk that he beat her to death. That was when Jason lost it. He..."

"What? He what?" I am frantic to know that answer.

"He killed his father, stabbing his over and over in the chest. His goal was to make him feel the pain that he felt through the years." His eyes are red, as if he was crying. He must really care for Jason.

Niall's POV

"Thank you so much for the ride and clothes." I say through the opened passenger window of the truck I spent hours in.

"Anytime. I hope y'all find that girl of yours. She sounds like a keeper if ya ask me." With a smile, he quickly drives off.

I look towards the bus station, wondering which bus I will have to take and how long the ride will be. Walking up to the window, I see who I never thought would be here as well.

Amy.

"Niall?!" She screams in horror. "But you were....how did you...you're coming back!"

"No, you crazy bitch! Leave me alone!" Before I know it, I am jumping onto the first bus that I see. It starts to leave and Amy runs out of the small space she was just working in. I can hear the banging of her small worthless hands on the metal of the bus. She stands in the middle of the road, dropping to her knees in defeat, signaling me that I have won. Now, I truly am going home...to Tori.