When Love Conquers Two

Chapter 40

Previously in When Love Conquers Two

The group finds out that Marcus Ballard is out of prison for good behavior. Sarah has a bad PTSD episode that leads to her cutting herself. Gemma calls about the Marcus situation. The Styles siblings all agree to get a body guard for each of them and for Anne, Harry's mother. They get Paul to get them connected to the best body guards he knows.

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I can't believe they let him out of jail. He kidnapped me! He should never see the light of day again! But nooo the justice system believes he isn't a danger to society. Well they're far from right. He's probably plotting a way to get someone out of jail from the outside. Most likely Alvin. It's ridiculous. "You okay, Sar?" Niall asks snapping me out of my thoughts. "Yea, I just still can't believe that they let my father out of jail," I say. It's been about 2 weeks and I'm still having a hard time believing he's really out. "I'm surprised too, but you got a security guard outside twenty four seven. and once you go on tour, your security will be doubled," he says. "Yea I know. I'm just worried he'll try to show up one day either here or when we're on tour," I say. "Well, I'm gonna be with you the entire time you're home and when you're on tour you'll have plenty of security and a personal body guard. He won't come anywhere near you," he says. "I really hope so. I really hope he wasn't so good in prison just to get out and help my mother finish her plan from the outside. I can't lose any of you guys. I can't lose you," I say on the verge of a panic attack. "Hey, you aren't gonna lose any of us. I'm not going anywhere. Everything is going to be okay. Just give it time," he says hugging me. He rubs small circles in my back to calm me down. "I love you so much," I say holding him tightly. "I love you too," he says. The doorbell ringing interrupts us. "I'll get it," I groan getting up. I wonder over to the front door. I open the door to see the last person I'd ever expect to see. "Father?"

"What the bloody hell are you doing here?" I say with my British accent. "Hi, Sarah. I see you still use that British accent of yours," my father says. "Harry! Louis! Niall!" I scream backing up. "You going to let your father or just let me sit out in the cold?" my father continues. All of the memories with him dance in my head. I start hyperventilating, "Niall!" My father comes in and places a hand on my bicep, "you okay, darling?" I jump practically 10 feet back into someone. "Sar, what's wrong?" an Irish accent asks. I turn around to see Niall. I point behind me. "Mr. Ballard?" Niall asks. "Oh hello there. Niall, is it? The fiance?" my father says stretching out a hand towards him. Niall pulls me behind him. "What's so important you had to yell for us?" Harry asks coming down the stairs. I point to my father standing in the doorway. "Hey, kiddo," my father says. "Oh hell fucking no," Louis says. "Get the fuck out," Harry says going over to our father. "What? I can't come say hello to my children?" My father asks. "You fucking kidnapped us! Not to mention you beat the shit out of Sarah her whole life," Niall says. "About that. I'm so sorry. Sarah's mother had me whipped. I wanted to save our marriage after having Sarah practically tear the family apart after the whole Doncaster incident-" "It wasn't my fault! I was five years old how was I suppose to know that I wasn't allowed to tell anyone," I say frightened. "Sweetheart, we told you since you were a baby that when I start drinking you can't let anyone in the house or tell anyone what happens once I get drunk," he says. I go in front of Niall with all the confidence I can muster, "Louis's been my best friend my entire life. You should've known I was going to tell him sooner or later." He looks up at Louis, who's still on the staircase, then back at me. He lets out a deep breathe, "I'm sorry for what I did to you. I never meant to hurt you that badly. I just wanted to teach you a lesson." "I was five years old! You don't drop kick a five year old across the room!" I shout. "He fucking what?!" Niall says. "When I told Louis what my parents were doing to me, my father over heard me. So, he made sure Louis knew to never tell anyone by beating the shit out of him and punished me for even telling by throwing me across the room," I say. The memory of that day plays in my mind. "I'm so sorry, babygirl. I was drunk and stupid and I had a lot of anger issues, but I got help in prison and I'm better now," my father says coming closer to me. All of us stop to see what he's gonna do. "I'm sorry, babygirl,"  he repeats. He places a hand on my arm. He starts to squeeze my arm and I start screaming. Not from pain, but fear. The memories of him beating me play. I start screaming bloody murder. "Get him off me!" I sob out. Niall grabs me and Harry grabs my father yanking him off me. Louis comes over to me. I start thrashing around while Niall holds me. I start pounding my fists against my head, "make it stop!" "Get him out of here!" Niall screams. Niall grabs my arms but I rip right out of his grip. "I'm so sorry. I just wanted to apologize," I hear my father say. "Don't come near us ever again," Harry says. I hear a door slam shut. "Harry get over here," Louis says trying to grab my arms. I end up hitting my head against the wall trying to get away from everyone. "Sarah, it's okay! He's gone!" Louis says. Louis takes one of my arms and Harry takes the other as Niall holds onto me. "Let go of me! You're gonna hurt me!" I say trying to get out of their grip. "No we aren't. We just want to make sure you don't hurt yourself," Niall says. I manage to get out of their grip and I run down the hall away from them. "Sarah! Come back!" Harry yells. I hear them run after me. I trap myself in the bathroom. I lock the door. I look around trying to find something sharp. They took away everything sharp from me after what happened 2 weeks ago. I look up at the mirror. I slam my fists into the mirror. Blood drips down my hands with glass in it but I don't bother. I grab the sharpest piece of glass and dig it into my arm as deep as I can, dragging it down my arm. I drag the piece of glass across another part of the same arm. The door wipes open as I drop the piece of glass. "Oh my god, no!" Niall says. "Sarah!" Louis yells. Everything moves in slow motion. I start falling to the ground, but Niall catches me and falls to the ground with me. "Call an ambulance!" he yells. Harry calls 911. The memories of my father and mother and Alvin fade away causing me to come back to reality. I start screaming from pain. "Here, put hold this on it," Louis says handing Niall a towel. He takes it and pushes it hard against my cut in order to stop the bleeding. "I'm so sorry," I sob out. "It's okay, Sar. You're going to be okay. Just stay with me. Everything's gonna be alright," Niall says. I look up at him and see. tears streaming down his face. Harry comes over to me. "The ambulance should be here in 10 minutes," Harry says. "If I don't make it, know I love you guys so much-" "Don't say that, you're gonna make it. Everything's gonna be okay, babe," Louis says. He has tears streaming down his face along with Harry. I look up at Niall. "I love you so much. You're the love of my life. I don't know what I would've done without you,"  I say. "I love you so much, Sarah.  Please, don't go. I don't know what I'd do without you," Niall sobs out. I don't know if it's from the blood loss or the pain, but the world around me starts to fade away. The last words I hear before going unconscious is Niall sobbing, "please don't go, Sar."