Blondy

17 Year old Ashley hasn't ever had a childhood. She spent most of it taking care of her little sister, Amelia. Before that, her and her sister were abused by her step dad when their mother died. Now that Ashley's in school, she's had a unwanted, sexual abuser. She doesn't know his name, his age, his reasons for hurting her like he has been. All she knows is if she tells anyone, or if she doesn't do exactly what he tells her too. He'd kill her. Her whole life she's only felt harm, hate and beatings from the male species, that is until Niall. No male has ever been so gentle with her. She gets caught up in what she thinks is her trying to protect and take care of her little sister that she forgets to take care of herself. Can Niall help her with all this damage she's been forced to live through? Or will she shut him out like everyone else in her life.

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19. Chapter 19

Ash's POV:

"I'm nervous." I whispered to Niall as he attempted to tie his tie. "Ugh!" He yelled as he tried the seventeenth time to tie it. "Here." I said, walking over to him and helping him with his issue. "Thanks." He whispered as he hovered over me. He seemed so tall at times. "No problem." I said. Once his outfit was done, he checked himself one more time in the mirror. "You look good." I said, he turned around and smiled. "Not as good as you, though." I blushed as he held me under his gaze. My father had invited us to his house. I haven't talked to him directly yet but, Niall has. Apparently my father is a rich man with a marriage and four kids and a very big, expensive house. It didn't bother me as much as it should've but- I was still nervous. "Amelia! Are you ready yet?" I hollered for her. I heard a simple 'Yea' come from her room. I watched her as she skipped down the stairs in a beautiful blue dress and some flats to match, she had beautiful dirty blonde hair that she had curled. "Amelia, you look great!" I said. She smiled. "Thanks! You guys look good too." She smiled at us. I looked back at Niall who was apparently already starring at me. He winked, causing me to blush. "You girls ready?" Niall asked us both, Amelia nodded happily while I sat there starring at the floor. I felt my hands starting to shake as I got lost in a daze. "Um, Amelia why don't you get in the car, I'll be in there in a sec." Niall instructed, she nodded and did as she was asked. Niall walked over to me and wrapped his huge arms around me. "What if he doesn't like me...?" I whispered into Niall's shirt. "He's gonna love you, Ash. I'm sure of it." He whispered. "Maybe I'm not ready for this." I backed away from his grip as I stared at the floor. "Hey," Niall lifted my chin. "You can do this, I know you can. Your're so strong, and independent and-" I smiled at him. "H-He's gonna love you." He stuttered. He leaned forward and kissed my head, I linked my fingers within his as we walked to the car. He always knows what to say, I feel so weak and useless around Niall sometimes, but the fact that he called independent and strong really touched me. I'm glad he likes helping me but I'm also glad he knows I'm not a little, helpless girl. I love that boy.

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Niall's POV:

"So this guy is technically my step dad, sorta, right?" Amelia asked in the car. "Not really, no. He's not really anything to you I guess, I mean, he's hardly anything to me." Ashley whispered more to herself. I sighed, grabbing her hand and rubbing the back of it with my thumb. I saw the tenseness in her shoulders lower as she stared out the car window. A couple tense hours passed by as we pulled up to a giant house. Bigger than mine. "Holy shi-" I stopped myself as I looked back at Amelia. She started giggling. "Holy sh-nikerdoodle" I said, Amelia laughed. I looked over at Ashley who was still starring out the car window. I wish she would tell me what she was thinking. I hate seeing her upset. "Ready?" I double checked before parking the car. "Yup," Amelia said. "Ash?" I looked at her. She ignored me. "Ashley?" I got her attention. "Hm?" She asked. "Ready?" I repeated myself. "Oh- Uh-..... Yea." She said in her normal quiet tone. I walked out of the car and around the front, pulling on Ashley's handle and helping her out. "I could've done it." She demanded. I frowned. She tried to push past me but I grasped her forearm and pulled her aside. "Are you okay? You seem off." She immediately realized her rudeness toward me and shook her head. "Sorry, I-I-I'm just nervous." She nearly whispered. "I know, I know. I am too, Ash. I can't say the same for Amelia but I know I am." I chuckled as we both turned toward Amelia who was running up to the house, it was obvious she adored the rich life that she's never had. Unlike Ashley who despised it. "He's gonna love you..." I said to her. "Just like I do." I whispered, she finally brought a small smile to her lips. "'Ata girl." I said. She giggled. "C'mon, lets go make sure Amelia doesn't get into any trouble." I said, grasping a hold of her hand as she tangled her fingers within mine.

 

*Ding Dong* Amelia rang the doorbell. "Oh honey! They're here!" I heard a man-ish voice through the wall. The front door swong open as the image of a tall male hovered over all of our heads. The first thing I noticed from him was his eyes, they were identical with Ashley's. Although, his charming side didn't quite match Ash's personality. Not at all.

 

Ashley's POV:

"Hi." I said quietly. "Mark!!" The man hollered for another as I watched the figure in front of me grab my shoulders and hug me to death. I watched as Amelia and Niall laughed at my smushed face. "I'm so happy to meet you!" He yelled, I smiled politely at him. I noticed he was a little feminine, but I just ignored it. "Mark! C'mon!" He yelled again. "Yea?" Another man who seemed around mid thirties walked to the door. "Mark, this is my daughter, Ashley." He said, I smiled and shook hands with the man. "Ashley, this is my partner, Mark." He said. I watched as Niall's mouth dropped as I just awkwardly smiled at both of them. "Didn't see that one coming..." Niall whispered to me. I've imagined this moment several of times, but I sure didn't imagine my dad to be gay.

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