Broken

Olivia Kirk watched her parents get brutally murdered and is forced to move in with her abusive uncle. He abuses her in many terrible ways. Somehow though she holds it all together and starts art college. There she reunites with her cousin Louis Tomlinson. She also meets four other amazing guys who turn her life around. They teach her how to trust and love. But what happens when she falls for all of them? Will her past and present affect her future?


This is my first fanfiction so I hope you'll read it...and give me feedback...nicely. Well hope you enjoy(: xx

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36. Chapter Thirty-Three

Libby's POV
I sit and look into Dr. Channing's eyes. It wasn't worth letting my secret out now...he couldn't prove that it didn't happen like that. Wait, could he? There was no way. "How do you know that?" I asked him. "I don't. It very well could have happened that way, but I see all of the other bruises on you, so I have my doubts," He explained to me. I had to look away. His expression was too caring, it made me cringe that I had to lie to him. "Well, I did fall down quite a few steps," I said with a little laugh. He just sighed and shook his head. "Okay, well it is in fact broken. Pretty badly too, so you will need a cast. You'll need to be on bed rest for two days, and finally no dance for two weeks. I will write you an excuse to give to your dance instructor," He said scribbling something on a piece of paper. "Thanks, Doc," I said smiling as he got up to leave. Just as he reached the door he turned around, "You know that if something is going on in your house, you can always come back to talk." I simply nodded politely, knowing it was never going to happen. After a few minutes of being to my lonesome, Liam and Lou walked in. Followed by Zayn, Niall, and Harry. I smiled at seeing the rest of the boys.
"What did you do? Walk into something again?" Asked Niall laughing and probably thinking of the time I walked into the wall on my first day. "No, I took up a notch. I fell down the stairs, and then that caused a bookcase to fall on my leg. Hence this," I lied smoothly, pointing at my leg. I can't believe how easily I lied. It was disgusting. "What a clutz!" Exclaimed Zayn shaking his head at me. "She can't help it with Liam making her weak in the knees all day long," Said Harry smirking. That boy and that dirty little mind of his! At least he was coping better with me and Liam though. It does make me feel better about it all. We all laughed at Harry's little comment. "So what's the verdict on your leg, babe?" Liam asked changing the subject. "Cast, two days bed rest, and then two weeks of no dance," I said matter-of-factly. "Well, you can stay at my house those two days," Liam said taking my hand. "What? No. You know I can't," I said frowning. I really did want to, but I couldn't especially after the last few days.
Things had been getting progressively worse, and I could handle it..but this last week...it was brutal. 'But you can handle it,' You think. I could, just as long as nobody else got hurt. I would be okay. I hear Liam sigh next to me, "I know," He whispered. I didn't know what to say to him so I just squeezed his hand and shot him a sad smile. I looked around at all the boys looking at me. They had some very strange expressions on their faces...well except for Louis. He passed out a few minutes ago. "What?" I questioned. They all just shook their heads and kept looking at me with those odd expressions...I wonder what they're thinking.

Niall's POV
There was something about the way that Libby told Liam that she couldn't come over. Well, actually it was morea bout the way he just gave up so quickly. Liam was stubborn, so it was out of character for him. Lib just looked so sad too. It seemed like she wanted to be happy, but she couldn't. I looked down at all of her bruises, how did she get so many? I'd never understand....and wasn't it strange that she never talked about her...I think uncle? The day he showed up at Harry's, she looked so scared. He looked so angry, like he just wanted to smack her...or hurt her.....that's when it clicked. He was hitting her....I let it all sink in when I heard.."What?" It was Libby. I just shook my head. I wasn't ready to accept that someone was hurting our beautiful Libby.

Zayn's POV
I looked down at Libby, she seemed to be doing okay. She just seemed to be down in the dumps. Although, that was pretty normal for her in the past week. I know she tried to be happy, but something kept bringing her down. I noticed the bruises that covered her. She was clumsy...but not that clumsy. I remember her uncle...ready to lunge at her...it then hit me, hard in the face. She was being abused! "What?" I heard Libby say. I just shook my head, both at her and the horrible thought. Bad things happen to good people..

Harry's POV
I was still getting over Libby, so far feeling wise, I made progress. I was still mad for her, but she was Liam's. They really did love each other I could tell, that's why I accepted that I didn't have a chance. I didn't wanna ruin this for them. It hurt, but no pain, no game. I started to look around the room. My eyes fall to Libby's body, so broken looking covered in bruises. My mind for some reason, automatically flash back to her angry uncle. He looked like he was ready to hurt her...Then it clicks. I put two and two together. She was getting abused! That proper prick of an uncle! "What?" Libby asks us. I look up and just shake my head I need a second. I really do. "Hey lads? A word out in the hall?" I ask them. They all just get up and follow, minus my BooBear. He was still sleeping like a baby.
Once we were all out in the hall I started, "I think that Libby's getting abused at home. I think that we should do something about it," I said looking intensely at all of them. Zayn and Niall shake their heads in agreement. I knew that they were thinking the same thing. "No, she doesn't want anyone to know. As long as we listen to her, it will be okay," Liam says looking down. "No! How can you just sit back and do nothing?! She's your bloody girfrined, you have to do something!" I yell angrily at Liam. "I do want to do something, but I also promised I wouldn't tell anyone. She trusted me, I can't hurt her again," Liam said bowing his head in shame. He did want to do something. He wanted her to be okay, but I guess he did promise her. "Why don't we just go in and talk to her?" Zayn suggests after some awkard moments of silence. We all just nod and walk back into the room. "Libby, you're hiding something, and we know what it is," I start and immediately see fear cross her face.

Libby's POV
"Libby, you're hiding something, and we know what it is," I hear Harry's husky voice say. "W-what are you talking about?" I stutter out trying to sound confused. "Libby, we're not stupid. We know you're uncle's hitting you," Zayn said gently. How did they know? I know Louis didn't tell him! He was with me. There was only one person that I knew could've told them...Liam. I thought I could trust him! I was honest with him. Grant it, he did kind of see me right after I got beat, but still. I trusted him.....he....he...told them. "Liam! Why did you tell them?!" I yell berween sobs. "I didn-" He started but I cut him off, "Don't say you didn't! Louis was with me! You were the only other person I told! I trusted you!" I sobbed harder and harder. He started to walk towards me. "NO! Get out all of you!" I yelled at them. They hesitated, like they wanted to say something, but decided to leave. I looke over at Lou, somehow he was still sleeping. I just sat there and sobbed. I knew that I shoudn't have trusted him...I knew I shouldn't have trusted anyone. My chest started to hurt from crying but that didn't stop me, I kept sobbbing. I don't believe that there is anyone I can trust anymore. I am truly alone.

Liam's POV
I can't believe this! She thought that I told them! That hurt, I promised I wouldn't tell, and I didn't. I know that she is still in there crying her eyes out. I just want to go in there and hold her. I wanted to take away her pain. It wasn't her fault she had issues trusting people, it was that evil uncle of hers. He made her this way. I sigh and look down at my hands. I can't believe I screwed up again. "Mate, I'm sorry. I should've said we figured it out on our own," I hear Harry apologize. "That's alright, she probably wouldn't have believed you anyways," I replied never looking up. I could tell that all of them wanted to say something to cheer me up, but were lost for words. I didn't care though, the only thing that would make me feel better right now is Libby forgiving me...

-Quick Author's Note- Hey guys(: How ya doing?(: Okay, as always thanks for the reads and likes and favorites...so close to my goals! Your guy's comments just amaze me! They are so sweet! I love them(: Anyways, the point to this is to say that I am doing a book of random imagines..so comment your nae and a band member's name! If I get enough, I promise I will do them. So yeah, thanks again! LOVE YOU GUYS!

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