Alli had been stolen, yet again, by Mike (her father). She was taken away from the only person she'd ever loved. Liam. What will him, and the other guys, do to get her back? How much are they willing to risk to save her? Sequel to Stolen


7. I Could be Pregnant

* Liam's POV

     The guys and I stepped into the hallway. We sit against the wall and wait for the nurse to say we can go back in.

     "I WAS WHAT!?" I hear Alli scream. I got up quickly and hesitated, my hand on the door. After a moment, I push it open. Alli is sobbing on her bed, face in her hands. I walk over and grab her hand. She looks up with a tear stained face, but continues to sob.

     "What the hell happened?" Harry asks dumbfounded.

     "She, well, I'll let her tell you when she's ready," the nurse said quietly and left the room, closing the door behind her.

     "Alli, tell me what's wrong, love," I ask, hoping she'll talk to me.

     "I-I w-was," she couldn't finish because she was sobbing so hard.

     "Shhhhshhh it's okay," I murmured in her ear.

     The guys and I sat in some chairs waiting for her to stop sobbing. After about fifteen minutes, the crying stopped and I looked up. Alli had fallen asleep. I let her sleep for about and hour and then got up and shook her gently. Her eyes fluttered open and she smiled, seeing me.

     "Alli, love, will you tell me what happened?" I asked cautiously.

     Tears brimmed in her eyes and I grabbed her hand, letting her know I was here for her. The guys crowded around the bed and listened intently.

     "I was pregnant," Alli said tears dropping onto her lap.

     I sat there, stunned by what she had said. Mike had gotten her pregnant.

     "He got you fucking pregnant?" I yell-whispered.

     She just nodded and put her head down, ashamed.

     "Wait, wait, wait," Harry waved his hands confused,"What do you mean was pregnant?"

     "I lost the baby, because, because he beat me so hard," she let out a sob.

     I slammed my fist onto the bedside table. This bastard had ruined her life one too many times. Niall grabbed my hand, leading me into the hallway.

     "You need to cool down, mate," Niall said. I nodded and sat against the wall as the nurse from before entered the room. I got up and followed her in.

     "Alli, dear, I have terrible news," the nurse started. I glanced at the guys and we shared nervous looks.

     "The baby you lost, it was about a week and a half old. Now I understand he raped you the night before you escaped? Well, I think he got you pregnant again, except the this baby is still alive."

     That was all it took. All it took for me too loose it. Alli started sobbing again, but I went off like a loose rocket.

     "HE GOT HER FUCKING PREGNANT AGAIN?" I yelled my face getting red.

     The nurse flinched and nodded. I turned around and punched the wall. I pulled my hand back and looked at the gaping hole in the plaster. I brushed dry wall off of my hand and turned around. That kind of calmed me down a little.

     "I want to let you know, I may be wrong. Pregnancy tests are wrong all the time and it's still a little early. If you are pregnant, I know you're young so here," she handed Alli pamphlets on adoption, abortion, and being a teen mom, "These might help."

     The nurse left and Alli broke into a fresh round of tears. I strode over and held Alli close to me. She sobbed into my shoulder. After a minute she calmed down.

     "What am I going to do?" Alli asked worridly, "I could be pregnant."

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