I Need Someone Like You

Scarlet Kamik is not an average girl. She grew up in a bad neighborhood. Her mother has passed by a shooting on her block while her mom took her to the park. After that, everything has changed. her father started to blame Scarlet for everything. Her mothers passing, her father (Rob) losing his job, and loosing almost everything in the house in a stove fire that her father caused. Her father has forced her to steal food and alcohol from stores. Her father abuses her every day. She cant escape. Or can she? Who would she meet if she did? How would she fend for herself? Read and Find out!


8. I Don't Want To Be A Bother.

Scarlet's P.O.V

Could I trust him with the secret? No. I didn't even know him. How could I trust him. I couldn't trust anyone. My father had all my trust after my mother passed when I was young, but he has taken a child's trust and smashed it into pieces. I could never forgive him for that. 

"I'm sorry. I can't tell you." I cried

"You have to now Scarlet. He can't hurt you anymore." He looked at me from our hands and looked at me. I could see him in the corner of my eye while I look at my lap with my head hung low. "I'm involved now and so is Niall."

My head shot up and I got off the bed heading for the door. He stopped me when put my hand on the doorknob. I pulled and pulled but his foot was at the bottom of the door. I looked at him. "I have to leave." I told him. "He will punish me once he comes from his room for what I have caused him." Tears are now streaming down my face at this moment.

"What are you talking about?" Harry snapped at me.

"He is going to hurt me. I have done something wrong."

"Scarlet, is that what you really believe? No one should be beaten like that. EVER! No one deserves what you have been through. Please tell me." Harry asked me with such a beautiful voice.

"Maybe another time." A knock came at the door and I backed up. Fearing who would be on the other side. Harry took his foot away from the door and he opened it. It was a nurse with a smile painted on her face.

"You can see Mr. Horan now." The nurse said. I looked at Harry and he started to walk out. I went and sat back down on the hospital bed looking at my hands. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. Why am I so stupid?! THIS POOR INNOCENT BOY ALMOST GOT KILLED BECAUSE OF ME! 

"You coming?" I snapped out of my deep, depressing thought to see Harry with his hand out and shook my head to signal a 'No'. "Scarlet he won't hurt you." 

I took his hand to lift myself up from the bed and let it go. I was walking slowly with my head low and my hair in my face. I held my arm tight so Harry didn't notice my pain. He kept his pace beside me and we came up to his room. I stopped and he said 'Com'on'. I walking slower into his room trying not to make eye contact. 

"Hello, love." Someone says in a familiar voice. I look up to see Niall looking at me with a smile. His head is bandaged up and I fall to my knees and Harry follows.

"I'm so sorry!" I yell. Harry helps me up and sit me next to Niall's bed. I stare into his beautiful ocean blue eyes while my eye just fill with water. 

"It's okay Scarlet. I'm more worried about you. How are you?" My jaw drops.

"How am I?!? Your worried about me?!?" I yell standing up. "No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No. No." I quickly add. "I should be asking you those questions. Not you asking me. I brought this to you. I'm used to it. I get beat everyday. You don't." I covered my mouth and sat down. 

Niall's P.O.V

I can't believe that came out of her mouth. She covered her mouth quickly and took a seat. "What?" I asked

"Never mind."

I decided not to ask anymore questions because I think she is starting to become uncomfortable.

"Okay, maybe another time." I stated and silence filled the room. "So...do you have a place to stay considering your dad is ummm...yeah." She just shook her head. "How about you stay with me at my flat?" I offered. 

"I don't know..." She paused. "I don't want to be a bother."

"Please, I would rather you off the streets and somewhere safe. Please." I pleaded wanting her to be safe. I don't know why, but I can't seem to just let her go. I have this strange urge to protect her. 

"Okay, but not for long." She replied

A smile grew on my face. 

"Thank you." She said and for a second I thought I could sense a smile tugging at the sides of her mouth.

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