When Love Conquers Two

Chapter 34

Previously in When Love Conquers Two
Alvin is found guilty on all charges and is sentenced to the death penalty. Sarah goes to talk to Alvin, which doesn't end well. She also as a major panic attack and reveals more of her past with Alvin to the group.
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Alvin's trial surprisingly went better than I expected. I mean yea, he tried to rip my hand off, but no one died. Niall and I are on good terms again. So yesterday wasn't all that bad. Well, Harry is still mad at Louis and me. Niall has been on Harry watch the past 24 hours. We don't need anyone killing at each other. Louis is in my room with me helping write some songs for both of our new albums. "Oh! How about this 'Can't get you out my head. Out of my head. Out of my head,'" Louis says. I try it out with the rest of the chorus we have so far. "That's perfect, Lou! It flows perfectly into the next verse," I say. A knock on the door interrupts our writing process. "It's open," I yell. I write down the lyrics Louis gave me as the person comes in. I look up and see Harry standing there with Niall behind him. "Um, you two need something?" I ask. "Can I talk to you?" Harry asks looking at me. I look over at Louis who shakes his head slightly. Looking back over at Harry, I say, "okay, talk." "In private?" He asks. "Just tell me, Harry," I say getting frustrated. Harry puts on this pathetic pouty face and pleads, "please?" I look back at Louis and see him roll his eyes. "Fine," I groan. Harry leaves but Niall comes in. I put my song book down and walk over to Niall. "Stay here with him. If you hear yelling from either of us, come find us," I say quietly to Niall. He nods his head. I follow Harry into the kitchen, out of ear shot of the 2 boys. "What do you want to talk about that you couldn't say in front of Louis and Niall?" I ask crossing my arms. He pushes his hair back and messes with his rings, something he does when he's nervous or anxious. "Harry?" I ask going over to him. He sits down on the stool near the counter. "Hey, what's wrong?" I ask worried. He whispers, "why are you stealing Louis away from me?" I step back shocked, "What? I'm not stealing Louis away from you." He looks up at me, "then why does he call you babe? Why do you two have a cute little couplie saying, but Louis won't have one with me? Why does he write music with you, but not me? Why do you two always have to be hanging out?" Rage floods my body. I turn around and try to calm myself down before I blow up on my insane brother. "Are you two dating?" He asks starting to get mad. "No," I say flatly. He scoffs. "I'm not dating your boyfriend, Harry," I say gritting my teeth. "Then why are you two so bloody close like your are? Why can't he be that close with me? For god sakes, why can't you be that close with any of us?" Harry says raising his voice. Fear runs through me as flashbacks of my parents come rushing in. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing. A hand on my arm causes me to jump back. "It's just me, babe," a British accent says. I open my eyes to see Louis and Niall standing there. "You okay?" Niall asks. I nod my head. Taking a deep breath, I face Harry. "You want to know why Louis and I are so close?" I ask slowly. I continue before he can say anything, "It's because Louis and I made a promise when I was four years old that we would never grow apart. And we keep our promises." Harry looks at me, "there's something you aren't telling me. What is it?" I lock eyes with him, "my mother use to beat us." 

"She what?" Niall asks. He moves next to Harry to see Louis and me. "When I was four my mother started to physically abuse me. One day, Louis and I were over at my house in my room and my mother stormed in. She picked me up and practically threw me across the room. Louis tried to help me, but my mother just took her aggression out on him. Ever since that day, she would abuse us. So Louis promised me that no matter how bad things get, he'll always be my best friend and that we'll always stay this close. He is the only person I actually whole heartedly believe won't leave me. I didn't have a mother or father who loved me growing up. Louis was the closest thing to family I've ever had. So don't you dare put either of us in that kind of situation because we will choose each other over anyone," I say tearing up at the end. I can feel the anger radiating off me. "Sarah, calm down," Louis says. I face him, "how can I calm down? The one person I thought would understand why I rely on you so much doesn't even want me being friends with you." Tears roll down my face. "Hey, it's okay. So what he doesn't like our friendship? I'm not leaving you. You're my best friend no matter what. I'll fight whoever I have to make sure that stays true," Louis says wiping my tears away. He pulls me into a hug. I clutch onto him for dear life. I can't lose him. Louis pulls away once I've calmed down a little. He steps in front of me, facing Harry, "Best friends are there for each other at their worsts. They stick by each other despite what others think. Sarah has been through hell and back. Shit you two couldn't even begin to imagine. The only reason why she's still sane is because she knows down to her soul that I will never leave her. If you make me leave her, she will break. She gets to points where if you so much as say her name she will spiral into a panic attack. Her parents fucked her up so bad where I still have nightmares about it. I was the only one who has been by her side from the beginning. If you can't stand me being close with your sister, then we can't be together-" "Louis no," Harry says standing up. "Don't Louis me. This is your sister for fucks sake. You should be happy that she has someone she can trust after all the shit she's been through. I understand it's awkward for you. If you were this close with one of my sisters, I would feel awkward too. But you have to understand, Sarah and I will never be together like you and me. The things we do all has meaning from when we were children," he says. I close my eyes and start backing up to the closest wall. I cover my eyes as I slide down. "Oh my god, Sarah," Niall says with worry plastered all over his voice. 3 sets of footsteps come running over to me as I start to hyperventilate. A hand touches me and I coward farther down. "Don't touch her. It's one of the really bad ones," Louis says. "Babe, it's me. I'm not gonna hurt you," he says calmly. Someone's hand slowly touches my arm. "Is it Alvin or your parents?" he says softly. "M-my parents," I say quietly. "Is that worse?" Niall asks. "Yea, a lot worse," Louis says. "L-Louis," I say looking up at him with tears in my eyes. "It's okay, babe. I'm right here. They can't hurt you anymore," he says wrapping his arms around me. I cry into his chest as the memories play through my head. 

Well, I just cried my entire life out for the past hour. My eyes are fucking blood shot. I was doing so well today too. "You feeling better, babe?" Louis asks. I nod my head. "That's the longest one yet," Harry says standing up. "Memories of her parents cause the worse ones," Louis says for me. I look over at Niall. He's sitting on the other side of me. I put my hand on his, "you okay, Ni?" "What am I suppose to do when we move out on our own?" Niall asks looking at me. "What do you mean?" I ask. "It's clear your episodes are getting worse or you're just showing them in front of us. Louis's the only one to calm you down most of the time. What do I do when you have a bad episode and he's on another continent?" he asks worried. "Well, I'm going to try to get medicine or therapy for this so they get better. But when we move out and if they do get bad, just call him," I say reassuring him. "We've had this conversation more than I can count. Call me if anything from her past comes up. At some point I'm going to have to talk to you about how to handle the episodes, but for now just come get me," Louis says. RING RING. We all get up to see who's phone it is since all of our phones are on the counter. I go get mine and see it's Maya calling. I quickly answer, "hey, Maya! Everything alright?" There's a sigh on the other end, "not really. Ray's a fucking dumbass." "Well, no shit. Alvin's her baby daddy. That gives enough explanation," I say with a chuckle. "Yea, but get this. She's marrying Alvin before his execution," Maya says. I nearly drop my phone, "She's what?!" "Do I have to say it in fucking spanish? The bitch is marrying Alvin next week," she says. "I have her on the other line. Let me connect her," she continues. There's a pause on her end. "Sarah," a familiar voices practically whispers. "Ray, I'm going to fucking kill you," I growl. "Please don't be mad. He's the father of my child I can't help but love him. He doesn't deserve what's coming to him. He should be able to see his child grow up," Ray says calmly. "Are you fucking serious? Do you hear yourself right now? Your fucking fiance killed my baby sister. He wants to kill my close friends and family. He fucking abused the living shit out of me, not to mention kidnapped me. How can you claim he doesn't deserve to die after all of this. He shouldn't even have a child to begin with, let alone be able to see the kid grow up. How the absolute fuck can you love someone like that?!" I scream at her. "Wait, Ray what?" Louis says. "This bitch is marrying Alvin next week because she loves him and she fucking thinks he doesn't deserve the death penalty," I say to them. I put her on speaker so they can hear her bullshit. "Ray, please tell me this is a joke. You can't seriously believe all of that shit, right?" Louis says coming over to me. "I'm sorry, Louis, but it's true. I love him. After that night at the bar, he would text me all the time and I got to know the real Alvin. The man behind the violence," Ray says. "The real Alvin? Don't be so fucking naive. I thought the same damn thing and look where that got me. My little sisters dead, my brother nearly died, and my friends' lives are at risk every day that he's breathing. I have PTSD because of him. He's ruined my life in so many ways. You don't know the real Alvin. The side he's showing you is just an act. He does it to get girls to fall in love with him then after a month or so he starts to abuse you almost everyday. Trust me, I went through it for two fucking years," I say furious. "It doesn't matter what you say. I love him and I'm going to marry him next week no matter what you say. I was hoping we could patch things up and you could come, but I guess not," she says. I growl, "We will never patch things up. As long as you still have that child and you still believe all of that bullshit, you're worse than Alvin ever wish he could be. I hope you fucking burn in hell, you fucking bitch."