She's not afraid(A Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter 13: Sorry?

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Niall's POV (before April showed up)

Anger. That's all I was feeling right now. Plus sadness, but that's not the point. She could have told me, unless she doesn't trust me. Does she trust me? I guess she had a right to keep it from the others, but I'm her brother! I should be told this stuff! I may be angry at her right now, but I can't help but feel sad that she had to go through beatings. I don't know what they did, but if a judge looks like that judge did today, then it must be horrible. I am currently sitting at the window waiting for her to come and tell us about this. Ryan texted me saying they're on their way. I may not yell often, but I feel like yelling and screaming. I may throw a few curse words in their......or a lot. Sorry, I'm Irish. I heard an engine and a car skid to a stop in the driveway. I looked out the window and saw april getting out of the car and walking, slowly may I add, to the door. I watch, just to see if she'll actually knock. When I see that she's making no movement at all, I open the door with an angry expression on my face.

Maybe you should tone it down a little, I thought to myself.

Nah, I'm good, I told myself. I stared at her till she decided to speak up.

"Um....Can we talk inside?" She asks me quietly. I just nod to her before steeping out of the way. She walks quietly to the living room, where the other boys are sitting. Louis was staring at the wall in front of him while sitting on the left far end of the couch. Liam was sitting in the love seat with his elbows on his knees and staring at the floor. Zayn was sitting on the far right end of the couch while staring at his feet. Harry was sitting in the middle of Louis and Zayn staring at the blank television screen. And me? I'm standing in the doorway of the living room, glaring at the back of Aprils head. She took a seat on the opposite couch from Louis, Zayn, and Harry.

"Before I start, can you save all your questions till the end?" She says while looking towards the ground.

"Fine, but we get to ask all the questions we want at the end," I say to her. I sound like I'm disciplining a child. She just nods before looking up. Even though she looks like shes about to cry I still keep a hard expression on my face. She turns back to look at the ground before speaking.

"I'm sorry for not telling you. This may sound mean, but i didn't fully trust all of you with something like that. I admit, i have trust issues. I cant help who i do and don't trust. You guys are trustworthy, its just me. I don't trust easy. I'm not sure if i should trust this with others. i only trusted Ryan. but he already knew. He had to watch once. He kept beating himself up for not doing anything," She paused. She must be lost in thought because she didn't continue for a few minutes. She just sat there staring at her feet.

[ WARNING: THERE IS BEATINGS IN THIS PART. WHEN YOU SEE *FLASHBACK OVER* YOU CAN START READING AGAIN IF YOU ARE THE ONE WHO DOESN'T WANT TO READ THIS PART.ALSO RYAN IS 9 AND APRIL IS 7]

April's POV

******FLASHBACK******

It was a Tuesday night. It was the middle of October and i was sitting in front of the fireplace we had in the living room. My mom was upstairs taking a bath while my father wasn't home yet. Even though it was only October, it was freezing outside. My brother walked downstairs with a box in his hand and a smile on his face. He looked happy. He walked down the stairs and sat beside me. He opened the box and picked something up. It was our favorite chocolate. We were always in love with Swiss chocolate since we were tiny. He handed me a piece before getting one for himself. A few minutes later, the chocolate was half way gone and our dad came home. He had a beer bottle in one hand and a bag of white powder in another. He looked to where we were sitting and his face turned angry.