Now That you are Here

Sequal to Finally Got the Girl.
*Sorry to any of you who read the first version of this*
-After the birth of their quintuplets, they thought fate would be on their side. But they were very, very wrong. Niall soon finds himself alone and depressed.-


2. Killing me

*Niall's  POV*

My face got hot as I thought of the different possibilities. I prepared myself for the worst.

"Who ever took them left no trace and finding them is going to be more difficult than we thought." said the officer with a grim face.

"What about the blood? It wasn't the kidnapper's?" I asked hopeful

"No, sorry. The test came back saying it belongeg to Colin and Brooklyn." he said looking me in the eye

"Did they loose a lot of blood?" I asked ery concerned

"Colin lost more that Brooklyn but we assume they both need medical attention to prevent infection or disease." he replied apparently not sugar coating it at all. That's when I completely broke down. I sank down to my knees and leaned my head against my car.

"Niall!" I heard someone yell from behind me. I recognised the voice, it was Louis. He was followed by the rest of the boys.

"What the hell is going on and why didn't you call us?" Harry practically screamed at me. I was to busy sobbing to get a word out.

"Ignore him." Liam said sitting down next to me and putting his arm around me. "Where are Nicole and the kids, are they okay?". Still not able to get any words out I just shook my head no. I watched as the boys' faces went glum.

*Nicole's POV*

My eyes opend. I had bruises eveywhere. I sat up and saw my father in the rocking chair acroos the room. He was staring at me.

"Your kids are calling for you." he said slyly as he opened a laptop. I gazed at the screen and saw my five prescious angels locked in what appeared to me a closet. They were blind folded and tied up. I took a closer look and could see that they all had blood stains on their clothes. Colin and Brooklyn seemed to be the source. Colin had a huge gash on his forehead and Brooklyn had one across her cheek. I watched as a woman walked in and fed them. Their hands were tied so the woman tried to feed them. Carter tried to spit the food out, he was scolded for doing so with a hard slap across the face. I let out a yelp.

"Is that my mother?" I asked my father

"Stepmother." he replied "Your mother left me when you were 2 because I abused her."

"And she her child with an abusive man? I don't believe you." I snarled back at him

"She said she didn't want to take part in raising a baby that was anything like me. That's wy she lelt you." there was a long silence. He broke it and began to speak again "I was disappointed to come back from my 'trip' to see that you had gone."

"Who goes on a trip and leaves a five year old home alone." I replied in disgust.

"Oh please! Stop being such a priss! I was only gone for a month and a half.  The trip took a little longer than planned because that's where I met your stepmother." he almost seemed to be trying to convince me that he wasn't that bad of a guy. Sorry to ruin his fantacy but thats a little hard to do when you are raping her and keeping her kids and herself as hostage.

"Why didn't you stick around and come get me out of foster care if you were so sad about me being gone." I said quietly

"I had gotten into some trouble with the police and couldn't stick around." he replied

"Some father I have" I said under my breathe as I rolled my eyes. He reached across the bed ans slapped me.

"I need a beer." he said as he made his way to the door. "Enjoy hearing your kids cry." he said closing the door and exiting the room. The computer was locked so I couldn't turn the video footage off and even when I shut the computer, the sound still played. I was forced to sit there listening to my kids crying out for me and their father. It was slowly killing me inside.

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