I hope I'm not too late.
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-ABIGAIL'S POV-
Only one emotion dominated my mind. Pure anger.
I am so sick of getting pushed around and manipulated like some rag doll. I need to stand up for myself. My mother is long gone and Louis is not going to protect me forever.
Michael's fingers pressed into my hip, most likely bruising my skin. He touched me and put his slimy lips on me while I did nothing.
No. No more. I am not weak.
Adrenaline coursed through my veins and I bit down on Michael's lip. Hard.
He yelped in surprise and loosed his grip on me. The metallic taste of his blood dotted my mouth. I took my chance and kicked him straight in the balls.
Michael screamed and collapsed to the floor, groaning in pain.
I am done with being a helpless little girl. That girl is dead along with her mother.
With my newfound courage, I spat on his face.
"Don't ever touch me again."
Michael glared at me from his stunned position on the floor.
"Bitch!"
He struggled to get up. I pulled my jeans up and stormed out of the room. Never have I ever been so furious.
Harry rushed into the hall, catching sight of me.
"Abigail! Are you okay? What happened??"
I could trust Harry.
"Take me home." I demanded. I wasn't mad at him, God no. I just couldn't stand being in this house with Michael any longer.
Michael stumbled out of the room. Harry turned to him and his eyes lit up with fury.
"Touch her again and I'll kill you!" Harry barked and possessively slung his arm around my shoulders.
Michael gazed at him with a bored expression. As if he didn't care about anything.
Then Ashton, Luke, and Calum tumbled into the scene. They stared at us bewildered about the commotion.
I grabbed Harry's hand and pulled him in the direction of the front door.
"We have to go." He curtly told the boys and gave Michael one last warning.
We made our way out and heard Calum say,"Mike, what the hell happened?"
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-MICHAEL'S POV-
"Mike, what the hell happened?" Calum looked at me with his big brown eyes. Now, I felt a bit self-conscious.
These were my best mates, I didn't want them to think bad of me.
"It was nothing." I lied. Recently, I've been lying to them more and more often. They couldn't know about what I do.
"Mate, just tell us. What were you doing to Abigail?" Ashton's patience was thinning.
"Nothing! She came on to me!" Okay, that was a bit of a stretch. Can't they just forget about it?
"You're lying." Calum looked at me with a hurt expression.
"No!" I replied too fast and start panicking. "I swear I didn't do anything!"
Suddenly, Luke blurted out,"What the hell is wrong with you? I look at you and I don't even know who you are anymore. I see a stranger, not Michael. You've changed ever since you dropped out of school to run around doing whatever it is that you do. I want my best friend back."
Okay, I admit that hurt. Have I gotten that bad?
"Yeah man, tell us the truth. We're your mates." Ashton chimed in.
My walls came crashing down.
"Okay, I tried to fuck her. What's the big deal? Let's just forget about this whole thing." I smiled to lighten up the mood. They stared at me like I was some murderer.
"You tried to rape her?!" Calum exclaimed.
"You're a sick asshole." Ashton shook his head and heaved a sigh.
I am feeling so attacked right now. My friends are all turning against me.
My attention wandered over to Luke, who looked the most disappointed. His eyes shied away from mine. He was ashamed of me. They all were.
This was all my fault.
It was obvious they hated me now. So I did the only thing I could do.
I left.
A/N:
Abigail's character development doe.
And just to clear up any confusion, Michael DID NOT RAPE HER. They didnt get that far. He just touched her and made out.
They all hate Michael now, i feel bad bc he is such a sweetheart in real life.
MY WWA CONCERT IS IN TWO WEEKS YESS.
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Edited by @JennyUyen
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