Saving Each Other (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Tyrone/Chapter Four

I decided to make this part a whole other chapter because it just made sense to me. Ok you may continue reading.

I was at work and I couldn't stop thinking. Nearly a month had passed since Niall had asked me to be his girlfriend and things couldn't have been better. We had gone on so many dates and he had even met my family. I hadn't taken off the necklace since he put it on me. I had also found out that he owned an auto mechanic shop. He had even fixed my car for me. He had even heard me sing and I didn't usually let a lot of people hear that. The only thing that upset me was the fact that I hadn't told him about my past relationship. I wanted him to know, but things were going so good I was afraid that, him knowing would ruin it. I was fixing the magazines on the top shelf since the bookstore was about close, when I heard a familiar voice behind me.

"Hey sexy." I turned around and was shocked and scared to see my ex boyfriend Tyrone. I gasped as I backed up into the shelf.

"What are you doing here?!" I said with fear in my voice. He walked toward me and gripped my left wrist tightly.

"Don't say that like you're not happy to see me." The grip he had on my wrist was tight and painful but I managed to yank my arm out of it. It felt like something pulled in my arm after I yanked it away. It hurt but I pushed through it.

"I'm not so I'm going to ask you again what are you doing here?!" I tried to be stern and brave but I knew I still had nothing but fear for him and I knew he could tell.

"You were hoping I would be that white boy you been hanging around right?!" He looked away and sighed.

"He the one that gave you this?" He said as tapped the heart that laid on my chest, with the same angry look he would get right before he would hit me. Still his words told me one of two things, either he was personally following me or he had gotten one of his boys to do it. Like he used to when we were together. I was more than thankful when my boss Mark came in from the back.

"Brianna did you finish.....?" We both looked at him as he stood in the doorway of the storage room, with shock and anger on his face. I knew he noticed the fearful look I had on my face and the bruise that started to raise on my arm that Tyrone's tight grip and my pull away had created. Mark remembered Tyrone, he remembered all the bruises and scars I would come to work with. He remembered visiting me in the hospital because he had beaten me so badly. So to no surprise of mine, Mark was quick to send Tyrone away.

"I think it's time for you to go!" Tyrone turned back to me with that same angry look on his face then turned around and walked to the door.

"LET YOUR WHITE BOY KNOW I'M LOOKING FOR HIM!!" He yelled then stormed out. Mark always treated me like a daughter, so when he stretched his arms out to me for a fatherly embrace I was more then accepting.

"Let me see your arm." He said pulling back from our comforting hug. I whimpered in pain as he lifted my wrist to look at it. The mark that was a red hand print was now turning purple.

"I'll take you the emergency room, it might be broken" My eyes widened at the thought of my mother and Niall finding out what had just happened.

"No that's alright, I-I'll be fine." I tried to get back to fixing the magazines when the pain shot through my arm as I lifted it to the top shelf. Mark heard me whimper in pain.

"Brianna please let me take you the emergency room." I could hear the worry in his voice but I couldn't let my mom and Niall find out.

"No Mark really I'll be ok, my mom taught me how to wrap up injuries like this" I reached for a lower shelf so it wouldn't hurt so much, but the pain was still there. Mark walked over to me and gently took the magazine out of my hand.