I'm Trying To Be OK

Amber has worked hard to provide a great life for her little sister, Lily. When their father experiences a painful -and unexpected- death, their mother decides to choose a different life. Therefore, Amber is given no other choice other than to begin raising 3 year old Lily by herself at the age of just 16. Now Lily is going to be 5 years old and has become a big fan of One Direction, When Amber finally sets aside enough money to score tickets to a concert, the boys become very interested to know more about them. Their lives instantly change into something better than anything they could have ever imagined. Find out what happens throughout their journey of love, trust, risks, and happiness.


8. Noah Hasn't Changed


I walked in, and gripped Lily's hand tighter. "Noah!" She squealed, and ran into his arms. He picked her up and swung her around with a deep chuckle. His face was scruffy and different. Different... in a strange way. He looked older and tireder. He set Lily down and walked towards me after she scurried off to our room. 

"So... You started leaving the key under the mat again."

"Yeah because I thought you'd left me alone for good."

"Babe, I'll never leave you." I backed up a bit. He could tell that I was scared. He grinned crazily and it scared me even more. 

"Can I have the key back?" I whispered.

"Nope." He reached for my hand. "I've changed, Amber. I wanna be with you again."

"The thing is... I don't want. I don't want you... you to be here. With me. Not anymore." I swallowed the lump in my throat and tried not to cry. Just then Zayn texted me. "Uh, You want something to drink?  Sit down. Maybe we can  uh, talk this out. You know? Just talk about it." He nodded with a mischievous look on his face. 


Hey. Did you get home safe?

Yeah. Thank you for everything. I really appreciate it.

Maybe we can make plans to see each other again sometime?

Cool. Sounds great. I think we should discuss this later, if that's okay. I'm kinda busy.

Can I help in any way?

Not at all. Just catching up with an old friend. Thanks anyway.

No problem :) Bye.

Bye Zayn.

I wanted to continue the message with: Come and get me. I need you because I'm afraid my psycho ex boyfriend is going to kill me. 

I sat awkwardly on the couch with a glass of water in my hand. "So..." Noah said. He dropped his glass and jumped on me hungrily. I almost began to cry as he bit my shoulder and kissed my face. Lily was just in the next room. I pushed him off of me and he forced himself onto me. I let him do it as I pulled out my phone behind his back. I texted Zayn, Help hoping that Noah wouldn't notice.

"Lily is in the next room Noah."

"I don't give a fuck." He barked, slobbering on my neck. He slipped his hand up my shirt and fumbled with my bra. I pushed him again and he growled.

"I don't want you here. Get out Noah." I said calmly, to avoid frightening Lily. I whimpered as he growled. "Get. Off. Of. Me." he grabbed my wrists and squeezed them. I tried to swing at him, but he pushed my arms back over my head and kissed my stomach. I was defenseless. I couldn't move. My worst nightmare was happening, and I needed someone to save me. 

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