" A long time ago before I knew you and the guys, I had a boyfriend. Adam. I don't even know why I went out with him." I say with a sad chuckle" He was always such a jerk to my friends. I guess it was cause he was so nice to me, and so popular. So I dated him for a year. That's when things went south.
He started to yell at me. Make me feel terrible. I tried to leave him but when I did, he slapped me and said if I tried to do it again, I'd be in so much pain. It began to make it hard for me to leave the house without him having accuse me of cheating on him. So he would start beating me. He said crying was a sign of weakness. I tried to hide the bruises but one of my best friends realized I was getting hurt and that I needed to get help. I told him I was fine. That Adam was a great guy once you got to know him. Can you believe how stupid I am." I say wiping away a tear. Niall looked at the floor, I didn't know if I should continue but I did anyway.
"They tried to make me see that what he was doing was going to kill me. That I didn't deserve this. They held interventions. Three times and I didn't listen. I didn't go to the police. SO after awhile they just stopped. They stopped calling. Stopped coming by. I lost all my friends. Everyone of them.
And as the weeks went by the abuse just got worse. He hurt me verbally and physically. And I always believed that I deserved it. That what he was doing was right. Then the day that I crashed with Liam. He came home in a drunken rage. He punched me harder than before. And than finally kicked me down the stairs and left.
I cried harder than ever that night laying on the floor. Trying to realize why he hit me. Why I deserved it. Nothing came into my head. Than I realized my friends were trying to save me from what was happening. If only I had listened to my friends. To the friends I was never going to get back.All that he put me through was not needed, but I felt glad that it was me and not some other girl.
I ended up falling asleep, thinking about what may happen next. I woke up to him slamming the door and kicking me on the way to the kitchen to probably get a beer. I quickly managed to get up and ran out the door and stole his truck. And after that I crashed with Liam." Tears streamed down my face finishing. Niall looked up at me with horror and deepest sadness.
" Katalina! Why did you never tell us?" He said kinda loud. I flinched.
" Because I didn't want you to know. To be worried. To turn into Adam." I spoke the last sentence quietly, not really wanting him to hear.
"Kat! I would never do that. None of us would. Don't think that. I got to tell Louis and Zayn." He said quickly getting up.
" NO, Niall. You promised you wouldn't tell them." I say pulling him ruffly back down.
"But Katalina. I didn't know it was this bad. I need to tell them."
" No. Niall you can't tell anyone. NO one can know. "
Kata-"
"Niall. You promised."
" Fine. I promise. But, we'll need to tell them sooner or later."
"I'll tell them. When I think it's right. But for know. No one knows."
" Ok. I won't tell." Niall said staring at me really concerned. A tear falling down his cheek.
We bought the clothes and found Zayn and Louis in the food court. Louis had bought me two heels. A red one and a black one. Plus a pair of tennis shoes and red skinny jeans to match his. How he found out what size I wore. I have no idea. Zayn bought me two belts and a jacket. I hugged them both, thanking them for the gifts. The entire time Niall kept looking at me with concerned eyes.
After eating lunch we left, going back to Niall's flat. Harry was still sitting on the couch when we came back. I entered first, and when he looked at me he got up and walked to the kitchen out of view.

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He Can't Remember
FanfictionWhen Katalina goes out for a drive one starry black night on the outskirts of London. She gets in an accident. She ends up knocking the none other then Liam Payne out. When he awakes he can't remember a thing. Can she make him remember who he is and...