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ISABELS POV
I stared at them in complete shock as to what was going on. How could my mom and Niall know each other? I was really fucking mad right now.
"Let’s sit down" My mom gestured to the living room and I sat at one end of the couch with Niall at the other and my mom on the chair. I pulled my legs up to my chest and rested my head on my knees.
"How the hell to you two know each other?" Niall looked at my mom as if to say, go on and say it.
"Well sweetie you see-" I couldn’t take this. "Don’t you fucking lie to me mom tell me every fucking thing now. You've obviously been lying to me I mean you bailed him out of jail" I gestured over to Niall and he clenched his jaw.
"Yeah why not you tell her everything" Niall added and I looked over to him and he had sad eyes. He looked like he felt sorry for what I was about to hear and honestly I felt scared. Really fucking scared.
"Niall didn't deserve to be put in jail when everything that happened was my fault." How the hell was I supposed to know what she was talking about. "What the hell happened?!?" She shifted uncomfortably in her seat when I screamed this.
"Well," She paused and looked like she was about to throw up, "You see Matt was out of control that night and so Niall did what he needed to do. He could have done something much worse so he killed-" She stood up with tears rolling down her face. This obviously wasn’t everything but it also felt weird to see my mom like this when we’ve been so distant ever since everything.
"Why do you have to freaking keep everything from me? I’m your daughter, how do you think it helps not to tell me? I’m going to find out eventually so just tell me now" I yelled at her and stood up. She shifted slightly on her feet pondering what to say.
"I’ve said enough goodnight" She couldn’t leave now I needed to ask the one dying question that was on my mind. This though was in my head for a while but I didn’t want to believe it so I kept quiet.
"Who killed dad? Did Niall kill dad for you because you too were fighting and that’s why it’s your fault and you bailed him out-"
Now Niall stood up and yelled "What the fuck no! I did not kill your father. I killed Matt because he would of-"
"Damn it just go home Niall I'm going to bed." With that my mom left. I didn’t try to stop her anymore I was too tired of all this. Niall and I sat down on the couch. This time a bit closer than before. All of this jumbled in my head made no sense and I didn’t know what to make of it. Any of it. "Why did she always hide this from me" I softly asked.
"Babe, there’s still so much for you to know but there’s also still so much for me to figure out. I just need you to understand something okay?" I looked at him and moved my body so we were facing each other.
I nodded my head and he started talking taking my hand and intertwining our fingers. "I never wanted to hurt you. Matt was out of control that night and he would of killed many other people too, including myself. I just felt like it was a bad time for him and I didn’t want to kill him but it needed to be done. You don’t understand how much I hate to have all of this on me because you mom never told you and because all I want it for you to be happy Isabel I never meant to take that away" I stared at him and tried to smile at him through the tears. And what hurts the most is that I didn’t believe Niall when he tried to tell me. Yeah I'm sitting next to a murderer but he just made me feel the best I’ve felt in a long time. I guess one day I might get the full story but right now I was with Niall and that’s all that mattered. God damn it was a lot to take in and I needed a break. So I did the one thing I probably never should have done but I couldn’t help it he looked so sad and scared so I leaned in a kissed him.
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acid //n.h.
FanfictionYou know what sucks the most? When your whole life is a lie. When you can honestly look into the eyes of someone you loved and believe every piece of bull shit that comes out of their mouths.