Orphan

Chapter 38

I braced myself for the awkwardness of the situation ahead of me. Harry's mind was a garden of confusion & mystery, and I couldn't help but want to nurture every flower until his rich scent was all I could recognise until the day I became one with the soils.

"Where is everyone?" I asked quietly as I examined the unusually empty living room, seated with only Abigail and Hunter. "They're outside getting dinner ready..." She mumbled softly, enough for me to hear, but barely audible. I sat down quietly as I watched Harry make his way to the backyard side eyeing us before he disappeared, helping the rest. "Rough night?" I questioned looking at her bruised thigh as she took a sip of her drink and sat back nonchalantly. "Mhm." She nodded massaging her head as she stared at the magazine in front of her. "How's Niall?" I asked as I watched Hunter snore softly in serenity for the first time in a long time.

She glanced her eyes up at me, slightly glazed over as if tears would drop at any moment. "Fine."
"I... I'm sorry... Did I say something wrong?" I muttered shifting forward uncomfortably, not sure if I should hug her or not. Her jaw clenched and arms tightened as she crossed her legs holding a pillow in front of her; closely to say the least.

"No. Nothing. I just feel tired and I'm waiting for them to get done so I can clean up." She rasped clearing her throat. "Okay." I nodded turning my attention to Hunter who was sleeping peacefully. "Has he eaten yet? He looks so-"
"-he keeps beating me." Abigail's voice piped up with a certainty I've never heard before. "Excuse me?" I asked turning back to face her as she frowned wiping away a stray strand of innocence from her face which had seemed to seep through. "Niall. He beats me. Repeatedly... But I love him. I love him so much, but he just. He hurts me and I have no way of getting it out. I have to be t-tough all the time. I can't. If I cry he beats me until I stop, then he comforts me an hour later...what did I do? What did I do to deserve it?" She sniffles with a frown burying her head in the pillow.

I felt my heart drop then rise again in anger. This man seemed to be nothing, but trouble. "I don't know... He's probably... Uhm." I frowned, not knowing quite what to say. Who can really blame me? I don't know a thing about this woman. I barely even know anyone here. "Look I don't know what you do or who he is inside, but you don't deserve this. No one does. He needs to get a hold of himself and if you don't tell him I will." I calmly stated, crossing my arms over my chest. "No! No. You're not doing that." She quickly intervened staring at me in complete and utter fear. Something I had never seen in my life. This man had broken her in every way.

"He's an ass you can't live like that!" I argued furrowing my eyebrows. "Who's an asshole?" The familiar thick voice rasped behind me and I froze. Abigail's eyes widened as she buried her nose back into the magazine. I swallowed and stood up facing him, his crystal blues now a far darker shade as his matted hair graced his sweaty forehead. "You. Get out of here we're speaking." I growled turning back around as I faced Abigail who kept her attention away from the situation.

"No actually I think I'll stay here." He smiled sitting down on the couch beside me as he scanned Abigail. "Hey, get me a drink." He mumbled at her as she stood to her feet pulling down the shorts which rode up, exposing her bruised thigh. "No Abigail. Sit." I shook my head shooting him a look. "Get it yourself."

He raised his brow at me. "Listen little whore, I don't care if you're Harry's play toy for now. He gets tired of the same old shit really quickly...and you don't seem to know your place. But around here the men are in charge and you, if you knew what was good for you, would shut up." He snapped gripping onto the armrests of the chair. "If the men are in charge around here shouldn't you be in the kitchen working?" I smirked, my eyes daring him to do something as his seemed to be filled with rage. "Abigail fucking get me that drink now!" He yelled angrily. "No Abigail sit down!" I countered sitting up straight.

"I said now!" He screamed walking towards Abigail who still sat in her seat. I quickly stood up shoving him back. "Get away from her you little shit, go do it yourself you've been given legs for a reason!" I scolded as he hit my hands away. "You better use your legs to run you fucking slut! You and your precious Hunter!" He pushed me back as I stumbled into the table out of his way.

His hand lifted and slammed its way across her cheek, a loud clap was heard and a whine from Abby. "You asshole!" I yelled as I ran at him and jumped him, my fist immediately finding his face as I continued to pelt and kick him. He turned bright red and hit me against my side, sending a searing pain into my rib as I grabbed the vase and broke it over his head, causing Hunter to wake up. His arm wrapped around my neck in a choke hold squeezing, tightly. "WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE!!! NIALL!!!" Harry's voice boomed through the living room as Liam, Louis and Zayn filed in after, yanking Niall away as Harry made his way to me. "Niall. What the fuck is this? You had better have a damn good reason for attacking her I swear to-"
"-your little bitch better watch herself I am sick of her shit!" Niall scolded trying to break free from Zayn's grasp.

"You don't touch her!" He argued nearly jumping Niall as he turned to me, Abigail remained pinned to the couch in fear. " Go to the room now Monique!"

"No! If I'm going to the room she's coming with me. Niall can go screw himself if he thinks I'm leaving her alone with him!"
"I'M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU!!!" Niall yelled as his hair messily fell over his face. His chest rising and falling.
"You try it and you'll be a dead body before the run rises tomorrow." Harry growled clenching his jaw as he walked to Niall. "She'll be one before the next hour passes!" He countered.

"Okay everyone shut the fuck up!" Louis intervened pushing Harry and Niall apart. "Monique explain. Then Niall. Then Abigail."
"Oh I'll explain. Niall keeps beating her for nothing and all she does is love him he treats her like fucking shit and he is nothing, but a dick. He brought Hunter here as revenge for me helping Abigail, because he 'loves' her, yet he wanted to fucking beat her black and blue. I told him to get his drink himself and he flipped."

"Okay. Niall." Louis mumbled looking at Niall. "This has nothing to do with her or anyone here in that case." He huffed jerking his arm away from Zayn.

"Abigail is this true? This is what happened?" Harry asked lowly. Looking to her for an answer. She nodded.

"See." I sighed sitting down, holding my side. "Niall, you need to watch yourself first of all. And second of all you can't take all your shit out on everyone. Get it together. Got it." Harry warned facing him as they had a mini stare down and Niall nodded going out slamming the door shut. "You need to watch your mouth. He has the right to do what he wants she chose to be with him. You know your place in this house. So shut up." He turned to me. I frowned rolling my eyes. "I'm going out with Hunter." I mumbled getting up and heading out, Hunter trailing not far behind me.