Em is abused by her dad and one day she has enough of it. She runs away to her brother Niall. (This is when 1D aren't famous)


15. Blood

I walked down the hallway as slow as I could. I didn't want to go, but Phil knew where I was and would find me if I didn't come. I turned a corner and saw him standing by the office. The office people were looking out the large windows, and Phil knew that. As I came closer he held open his arms and yelled out.

"There's my girl! Come give me a hug!" I stopped in the middle of the hall and glared at him. I didn't want to give him a hug, and he probably knew that. "Get your little butt over here," Phil said, lowering his voice so only I could hear it. I didn't move. Not really because I didn't want to, but because I was literally frozen in fear. I could seem to get my legs to work. Phil hurried over to me and grabbed my arm. "Your coming with me, and this time you won't get away," he whispered in my ear as he pulled me. I tried to get out of his grip but he was too strong.

He pulled me out the main doors and towards the large gates. I continued to struggle, refusing to go with him without a fight. The first time this happened, I had trusted him. He was my dad. I went with him, and I wasn't going to make that mistake again. He was no longer my dad; he was just Phil. I glanced down and underneath his shirt, I could make out the outline of a gun. I started to scream but no one was around to hear me. Phil dragged me towards the large gates and threw me into the backseat of the car. I kicked at this windows, trying to break them. I pulled at the handle but the doors were child locked. Phil opened up the front door and was about to slid inside when a person wearing a hood pulled him back. Phil landed on the ground and the figure opened up the door. I quickly climbed out.

"Get out of here," the person said. I recognized the voice as Zayn's.

"No, I'm not going to leave you here," I said. "I'll help, plus he was a gun," I whispered so only Zayn could hear, Zayn turned around and glared at me.

"Em, get out of here," he said in a deep voice. He sounded like he was serious. I quickly turned around and ran down the road until I heard someone call my name. I stopped in the middle of the road and looked around and saw Liam standing in some bushes. I ran over to him.

"Where's Niall, Louis and Harry?" I asked Liam.

"They all went to the police station," Liam said.

"Why did they all go?"

"Well Niall decided that he should go cause your his sister, Louis begged him to take him along, and Harry is there for moral support," Liam explained. "So Zayn got to Phil?" Liam asked.

"Yes but we have to go help him. Phil has a gun!" I yelled as I started to run down the road, leaving Liam behind. Liam caught up to me and grabbed my arm, making me stop.

"Zayn is a tough guy, and he's fighting for someone he loves. He's going to be fine. If Phil has a gun, then we need to get you out of here," Liam said calmly. I pulled my arm away.

"I'm not going to let Phil hurt Zayn. It's me Phil wants, not Zayn," I said as a started running down the road again. As I neared the gates of the school, I saw a body laying  in the middle of the road. I ran faster, praying that it wouldn't be Zayn. I ran up to the body and fell to my knees. It was Zayn. I looked at the blood that was covering his stomach.

"Em," I heard Zayn moan. "Stop the pain," he whispered.

"Oh Zayn, I never meant for any of this to happen," I whispered. "What do you want me to do?" I asked as I stroked his sweaty head.

"Pressure," he managed to moan. I flinched at this thought. He wanted me to press on his bloody hole. I closed my eyes and pressed down on his stomach. Zayn groaned again. "Never mind, no pressure," he moaned and I quickly removed my now bloody hands.

"I'm so sorry Zayn, I never meant for any of this to happen," I started to cry. In the distance I could hear sirens of police cars. A few seconds later, Louis red convertible drove up next to us. Harry, Liam, Niall, and Louis all got out.

"Em!" both Niall and Louis yelled as the gave me a hug. I just looked down at the ground, at Zayn who was breathing slowly. Everyone gathered around Zayn. A few minutes later, a police car and ambulance drove up. The ambulance took Zayn away to the hospital. We all wanted to follow it, but the officer insisted that we followed him to the police station. We all piled into Louis car. I sat next to Louis as he drove. Niall sat behind me, he had his hand on my shoulder. 

We pulled into the police station and the officer that was at the school escorted us inside. He led us down a long dark hallway and stopped at the end a opened up a door.

"Wait in here, we would like to interview you all separately," the officer said. We all walked into the room that was more like a large prison cell. It was dark with no windows and only a single florescent light bulb. There was a metal tables around the room, with 4 metal chairs around each table. 

Harry went and sat down at one of the tables and set his head down. Louis walked over to him and patted his back.

"It'll be alright mate," he said. Harry looked up at Louis and started to cry. Then Louis started to cry then Liam and Niall. Of coarse I was already crying. I spotted a sink in the far corned and I walked over to it to rinse off the dried blood.

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