Chapter 23
The doctor's appointment finished, and I found out that I actually had a miscarriage; I really did lose the baby. None of my bruises or cuts were anything too major. I didn't need stitches, so that was good. Now, I'm finally allowed to go home.
I changed into the outfit that the others had brought for me. It was a bad idea to walk out in public wearing something covered in blood. If any paparazzi saw that, it wouldn't look good on the front cover of a magazine.
That reminded me of something. The paparazzi, "Niall, how much do the press know about all of this?" I quietly asked, somewhat nervous. Niall nervously combed his fingers through his hair, thinking of the correct answer, "Well, right now, the house is surrounded by them. They know that you're kidnapped, but they don't know that we found you. So, you will probably be hounded by paparazzi. The police are trying to hold them back. I'm just going to lead you inside, you don't have to answer anything yet, but you will eventually."
I nodded, but I felt my stomach churning. I didn't want to discuss this with the paparazzi. The press had always scared me, and this was definitely a situation you didn't want to tell the whole world about.
"It's okay, love," Niall said, comfortingly, "Let's just wait to go home and you can talk to me about all that happened."
I simply nodded, even though on the inside I felt like breaking down sobbing. I remembered all the events in my mind. I remember Ashton violating me, the stabbing, and then the miscarriage. Part of me wanted to keep those nightmares buried away in the back of my head, a place that the world would never reach. The other half of me wanted to tell everything to Niall, but I don't see the point. He won't be able to make the nightmares disappear.
"Nicole, we can go now," Niall said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I looked up to see his crystal blue eyes on mine. Niall slipped his hand in mine and led me out of the hospital. We all piled into the car and drove home.
*
The car headed towards our driveway. I peered out the window to see paparazzi surrounding the house. This doesn't look too good. Niall's hand remained in mine, and I squeezed his hand, "It will be okay, love," Niall whispered into my ear. I bit my lip, not saying anything.
Louis parked the car in the driveway. The boys got out first. I wanted to never leave the car, but I knew that I eventually had to. Niall got out, and was still holding onto my hand as I pulled myself out of the car.
The crowd of reporters gasped, and the flashes from camera filled my vision. The paparazzi screamed questions at us, trying to crowd us. The police quickly held them back commanding them to not move.
I felt my heart beating as they begged me to tell them what happened. Niall pulled me away from them, leading me towards the house. I was staring at the huge crowd with wide eyes. Finally, we reached the house and I walked in.
Niall opened up the door for me and I walked into the house that I had missed for so long. The second I walked in, I heard a small voice behind me, "Momma!"
I gasped and covered my mouth with my hands. I looked in front of me to see Aedan looking at me with wide eyes. Aedan had just spoken to me. I felt tears of happiness in my eyes and I saw my two children in the entryway with Perrie behind them. I ran over to my kids and hugged both of them at the same time. I was sobbing as I held onto them.
"Momma, Momma, Momma!" Aedan chanted, as I held onto him. I smiled and kissed his forehead, "I-I missed you so much, Aedan! I love you and Addy so much!" I cried. Niall put his hand on my back, comfortingly, but I flinched under the touch, because it reminded me of Ashton. Niall immediately removed his hand from my back, "I'm so sorry, Nicole!" he exclaimed, "Did you hurt your back or something?"
