SCARS (1D)

What would you do if you were simply in the wrong place at the wrong time? Run? That's what Lucy and Nina did. Running led them to One Direction. Now, becoming best friends with the boys is easy. Lovers, amazing. But when names get to the press on a trip to Italy,  everybody better run because stories will be told and horrors will be relived when someone shows their SCARS.

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43. Chapter 42

(Nina's POV)

 

As soon as the words slipped out of my mouth, I cried. It was hard to imagine my sister. Vulnerable. I got up and ran from the room. I slammed myself against the wall and sobbed. I sank down to the floor and cried. Images of Lucy ran through my brain. I heard the door open. I watched Niall walk to me. I stood up and started to take off but he grabbed my wrist. 

 

"Dammit Nina just listen to me!"

 

"No!" I yelled. 

 

"Look I know what I said was wrong but come on!" He said. 

 

"How dare you say that to me. You know that Lucy is all I have. She is the only real family I have left. She's my rock. And I won't lose her to something like this!" I said. 

 

"Nina! She's fine on her own!"

 

"Niall! She just got fucking raped. She needs me!" 

 

"Well she can deal with it!" He said. 

 

"Deal with it? Did you really just say that?" I asked. 

 

"Nina. I didn't come here to argue."

 

"Then think about what you just said. That was rude. She is pregnant. She is gonna need me now more than ever. And I don't care what you have to say. What is with you lately?!"

 

"I feel left out! Everything is about Lucy. Lucy is upset. Lucy is crying. Lucy is hurt or scratched or hungry. She is so sensitive that she monopolizes you!"

 

I had had enough. My hand reached up and I slapped him. He gasped. 

 

"Niall. Lucy's parents are gone. Her one and only true love dumped her. And she tried killing herself. I was the only one there for her. I thought you would understand! I can't believe I wasted my time on you. We are over!" I screamed. His face went blank. 

 

"Fine." He said. And walked away. He threw his fist into the wall leaving a giant hole. I ran back into the room and grabbed my bag. 

 

"Nina? What's wrong?" Liam asked. 

 

"Niall. That's what's wrong. He's an ass!" I walked out of the room and slammed the door behind me. I stormed down to my car and got in. I started the engine and turned the radio up. I drove with the windows down. I was glad to be back home. I was gonna drive and drive and not care where I stopped.

 

I quickly changed lanes and headed to the dance studio on Main Street. 

 

When I arrived at the studio, I saw his familiar face and I smiled. Home is where the heart is. I ran and gave him a hug.  

 

"Hey Nina. Long time no see." Ronnie said. 

 

Ronnie is mine and Lucy's childhood friend. We all grew up here. Ronnie was a broadway dancer in training. He was amazing. I loved dancing with him. 

 

"So how have you been?" He asked walking toward the door. 

 

"Horrible. Actually. Lucy's. Not good." I said with a lump in my throat. 

 

"Why? What's wrong with Lucy?" He asked. 

 

"Well she was raped. And now she's in the hospital. Pregnant." I whispered. 

 

"Oh my god. Poor girl." He said. 

 

"I know." I said. 

 

"What about you?" He asked. 

 

"Well me and my boyfriend just had a huge blow out. And we broke up." I said. 

 

"Why?"

 

"He said I left him out. That Lucy monopolized my time." 

 

"Well does she?" He asked. 

 

"Kinda. No. I mean I'm all she's got Ronnie." I said. 

 

"I know but Nina you do do that."

 

"Do what?" I asked looking up at him. 

 

He towered over me at a good 6 foot 5 inches. 

 

"Nina. You are so used to taking care of Lucy. Even when we all used to dance here. You still would watch over her. Maybe he's right. Maybe it's time that you let Lucy make her own decisions." He said. 

 

I pinched his arm. 

 

"Dammit Ronnie. Where were you like an hour ago?"

 

He smiled at me and kissed my cheek. 

 

" I think you should come dance with me." 

 

I nodded. We walked into the first dance room and he plugged in his phone. He scrolled through the songs until he landed on the one we danced to as kids. It's called Pure Imagination. 

 

"Hold your breath. Make a wish. Count to ten." 

 

The singer said in a low voice. Then the song began. 

 

"Come with me. And you will be. In a world of pure imagination. Take a look and you'll see into your imagination." 

 

We danced around the room. Spinning in elegant circles. We danced across the floor in a ballroom like motion. The words inspired me. 

 

"We'll begin with a spin. Traveling in the world of my creation. What we'll see will defy......explanation."  

 

I smiled. A single tear fell and I laughed wiping it away. Ronnie stopped dancing and then looked at me. 

 

"Are you okay?" He asked. 

 

"Yes. Just thinking." I said. 

 

"Nina. You need to go sort some things out. If you ever need me. I will be right here. In your pure imagination. I smiled and grabbed my keys. I instantly felt better. This is what I needed. A break. Time. To think and clearly work out the kinks in my imagination. When I got in my car I knew I had to find Niall. And I knew just where to look.

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