Liar

Prologue

(hi! I just wanted to say a few words before you start reading :) 

This book will have a few (maybe only one) described sex scenes and I will write a warning at the beginning of the chapters that contain such scene. This book will not be long, so please don't expect a hundred chapters like in after. It will have about thrity-five, fourty maybe even fourty-five chapters, so please keep that in mind when you think that the first kiss is too soon or something like that! :) And Liar will be in April's PoV only, if you ask I might post some chapters in Niall's Point of View :D

I hope you enjoy this story and thank you for reading it! x) 

Prologue

I am walking home from school. I've stayed a bit longer there because of this difficult exam tomorrow and it's already nine thirty in the evening, so it is as dark as it is at midnight. I see some shadows following me but then I figure them out to be my own from the last lantern I walked past. But as I hear steps following me I turn around immediately and see an unfamiliar face. It's a man, about twenty, twenty-five and he's dressed all black. I turn around again and concentrate on that damned exam I have to write tomorrow, but as I hear the footsteps following me until I’m almost at home I feel very uncomfortable. There aren't any houses around here. Not within two miles.

"Who are you?" I ask. I am new here in this neighborhood, well, not really, but I am not interested in these people who live here. I moved here about half a year ago from New York City to Attleboro, near Boston somewhere.

"Your worst nightmare," he groans and I freeze. Holy hell. My worst nightmare? What does he mean by that?

"What do you want from me?" My voice is shivering and so is my entire body.

"Uhm, I don't know, why don't you just lie down and give me what I want? I swear, it won't hurt, but only if you do exactly what I tell you to." Lie down? Give him what he wants? Do what he tells me?

"Oh, I'd rather walk home now, maybe another time, I'm sorry, I gotta go now...“ But as I try to turn he reaches for my shoulders and tears me down to the ground.

"No! Stop! I don't want this!" I try to hit him on the head, but somehow he doesn't react. Instead, he begins to undress me. He slowly pulls up my shirt und opens my bra with only one movement. He is staring at my bare chest and touches my breasts. I'm trying to stop these gross movements by him but he's kneeling on my arms, so I can't move at all.

"You little slut have nice boobies," he moans and I cringe as he says these obnoxious words.

"Leave me alone!" I scream but then he takes one hand from my chest to cover my mouth.

"I said I won't hurt you if you'd do what I want, but screaming is definitely not what I want," his voice is disgusting and followed by a fist touching my left temple.

I almost knock out but can see someone knocking that disgusting rapist down and fighting against him.  After a while I only see silhouettes and the last thing that I remember is that sirens are getting nearer and nearer.