Forever Young

Marie was an average girl. Until she wasn't.


5. Chris

Niall put his hands above his head, which really stunk for me. His hand holding mine was the only thing holding me together.  I was on the verge of a breakdown.  Everything was going so well, then Chris had to come ruin it.  Again.

"Come here, Marie."  Chris said, in his version of a soothing voice.  I knew that if I didn't go to him, he would shoot Niall.  Just like he shot my brother.  The thought brought tears to my eyes.  I stood up, and walked over to him.  "Kiss me."  He said, rather menicingly.  I did as he said, and then he walked away.  I went back over to the table.  "Can we go back now?"  I asked, tears rolling down my face. Everyone nodded and stood up.

****Back at the Flat****

"I suppose I have to tell you guys what that was about." I started, "When I was 16, Auntie set me up with Chris.  That was 2 years ago.  He was the boyfriend that I had never had before.  He was perfect.  Then, around 6 months after we started dating, he bacame abusive.  He never let me talk to anybody but him, so I couldn't tell anyone what was going on, but my brother.  Then, my brother stood up for me.  Chris shot him.  Then he kept me under lock and key."  By now, I had everyone in tears.  Including myself.  I continued, "Around month 8, I ran.  His abusing was getting worse and worse, so I ran.  I ran, and I kept running.  I ran wherever my feet would take me.  He was chasing after me.  I ran into a dead end. He came at me with a knife in his hand, and he gave me this."  I lifted the bottom of my shirt, to show the boys the scar running from the bottom of my rib, to my hip, then to my other hip, in an L shape.  "L for love" is what he told me.  "I'm lucky I didn't die."  I said, quietley.  "He was arrested for a year, but he got out on bail for good behavior.  And now, here he is."

Niall reached over to me, and wrapped me in a hug.  "That should never have happened to you.  You don't deserve that." he whispered in my ear.  I tried to pull away from the hug, because the boys seemed to be feeling a little bit awkward.  "NO!  YOU ARE MY CAPTIVE NOW!"  He said, trying to lighten the mood.  I laughed through my tears.  Niall was my rock, my steady spot when things were getting bad.  I didn't want to admit it before, but there is no use in pretending.  I love him.

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