Real Eyes Realize Real Lies

Chapter 7

A/N HILO! I haven't said that for a while.(: So i guess we can say that this is just going to be a short fan fiction. Only reason is because I already know how I'm going to end it. So yea.(: xx

I woke up to the pounding on my door. I rubbed my eyes as I got up and opened the door just to see Niall and Zayn. 

"Yes?" I muttered sleepily. 

"It's 12. You haven't woken up yet." Zayn says. 

"12?" I asked. Niall nodded as he walked downstairs. 

"He's been quiet the whole time you've been in your room." 

"Why?" 

"I don't know. He won't tell us. All he said was that he felt bad for you." Zayn says. 

Now I feel terrible.

"Ok. Let me just get ready and I'll be downstairs. Thanks." I smiled at him. He nodded as I closed the door behind me. 

I went inside the bathroom and took a quick shower. I then changed into sweats and walked downstairs to be stared at.

"What?" I asked lazily as I sat down at the dinning table. 

"You didn't wake up early today." Harry laughs.

"Yeah. I don't know why though." I laughed as I ate some bacon. 

"Well, Caleb called." Harry says. Everyone became quiet. 

"What'd he say?"

"He said he's going to send you a picture of what happened yesterday all because of you. Something like that."

"What was your response?" I asked Harry. 

"Who the fuck do you think you are you fucking dumbass!" He laughs. 

Everyone laughed. 

"Well, I guess I'll call him and ask him what that was about." I said as I ate more of my brunch. 

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"What the fuck do you want?" He snapped once he answered his phone. 

"Harry said you called."

"Oh yeah. I'm going to send you a picture of what I did last night." I hear him snicker. 

I waited until I heard the beep. 

"Alright. Bye then." 

The line went dead. I took a look of the picture he sent me and tears started to form. 

"What the fuck." I mumbled as I threw the phone on my bed. 

"Shit. It's all my fault! It's my fucking fault!!!" I yelled as the image came back into my mind. 

Bruises. 

Cuts. 

Tears. 

Those eyes being filled with tears. I can't even imagine the state she's in right now!  

My phone rang. I looked at the video that was just sent to me. 

"You son of a bitch!!!" Caleb yells, slapping her across the face. 

"You deserve no one! You deserve to die!" He yells as he kicked her. 

More slaps. 

More kicks. 

Plenty of punches. 

He walked away from the beaten up girl and walked into his 'office'. 

"You see what happens when you don't keep your promise? You fucking bitch. She deserves to die without seeing you. And that's what I plan on doing if you keep doing wrong." He growls.

The video ended as my mouth letted soft sobs escape. 

"Pat?" I hear the irish accent call. 

"Hm?" I mumbled back, hoping he wouldn't come in. 

"Zayn and Harry needs to talk to you." He says. I got up from bed and opened the door. Niall stood there speechless. 

"What happened?" He asks. I shook my head and walked downstairs. 

"Yes?" I muttered under my breath.

"Can we please beat him up?" Harry asks. 

"No." I snapped at him.

"But Patricia-"

"I said no!" I yelled at them. I ran upstairs and bumped Louis on accident. 

"You ok love?" 

"Yea. Thanks." I say as I slammed my door. 

I looked at my phone. 

"What the?" I mumbled as I saw another picture on my phone.