She ~ Harry styles fan fiction

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Adams POV

My father grabs my ten year old sister by her arm and drags her to her room after telling her our mother has just been killed. I hear my baby brother cry from the other room and I don't know who I need to help.

How do we move on from this. Will Bella ever be okay? How will baby peter grow up without his mother... how will my father ever live without his wife. I can't even think about the loss that I am feeling right now. The pain in my stomach turns making me feel like i'm about to throw up.

I hear my sister continue to cry and hit the door as my father locked her in there. I sit silently on the couch not letting a single tear out of my eyes.

My father walks back over to me as I sit on the couch.

"You will never hear me say this again..." he begins as he stands tall with his arms crossed in front of me. "Savage won this one." He says.

"Savage was the one who killed mother?" I ask and my father nods.

"Yes. They will pay for this." He says clenching his fist. "I know you are only a teenager but it's time for you to join son." He says and I nod.

"I'll do anything to revenge her name." I say.

"Bella will never be allowed to leave. Her and Peter must be under complete lockdown." He says and I nod in agreement. "Now, you go and check on her. She doesn't like me." He says and sits back down on the couch.

As I walk away I let a tear fall down but I quickly wipe it away. I need to be strong for her. No emotion.

"Bella?" I knock on the door.

"Come in." her soft voice says through the door. I open the door and see her sitting on the floor. She is running her hands over her bruised wrists probably from my fathers strong grip on her.

"Mother is in a better place." I sit down on the floor with her.

"How can you say that." She cries. "She needs to be with us, with the baby." She says. Bella is very selfless and I know she's in pain but all she think about is Peter.

"Peter has you." I say. "You need to take care of him now Bella." I tell her. "If you can do that Father and I can take care of you two." I say.

"I'll be strong for him." She says and my heart breaks. No ten year old should have to loose their mother and freedom in one day. This world is unfair.

"I'm joining Fathers gang." I tell her and she shakes her head.

"No." She cries. "That gang is horrible!" She yells. "Mom died because of it! Because of Father!"

"I don't have a choice. You are to young to understand." I stand up.

"You do have a choice." She says quietly. "I will never ever forgive you for joining that evil thing." She says.

"I don't expect you too." I say as I stand at her door.

"I hate you!" She stands up and pushes me out of the room slamming the door in my face. I know she doesn't understand why I have to help father. I hope it's just because she's young and she won't hate me forever.

I lock her door once again before going into the other room to calm my baby bother.

"Come here baby." I lift his out of his crib and rub my hand on his back to calm his cries. "Shhh." I whisper. That's what my mother did she would continually whisper "shhh" to calm him down. "It will be okay." I say quietly to the baby when I know in reality i'm talking to myself.