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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24. Chapter 24

*Note: Jackson and Amelia have known each other for over a month now, they didn't just meet. Just to clear up any confusion (: Xx*

 

Amelia's POV:

"C'mon Amelia, I wanna show you something." Mark and Jeff's son, Jackson, grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the crowd. "What is it, Jackson?" I laughed as he abandon his own birthday party. Part of me was glad we were leaving the gathering though, due to the fact that I was the only girl. "Shh..." He stopped right in his tracks and faced me, placing one finger on my lips as my heart started to speed up. "Uhm-" "Shh..." He wouldn't let me make a peep. "Okay, cost is clear, lets go!" He started laughing again as he dragged me up this giant hill. I laughed as he acted like a ninja, jumping and dodging all the trees around us. Jackson was so sweet, nice, caring and confident. Mark had said he was quiet, though once you get to know him, his absolutely insane. "Jackson! Wait for me!" I yelled as I struggled to keep up with him. We finally reached our destination as I felt a cold breeze flow through my hair, it was so refreshing. I was still far away from Jackson, he was at the top of the mountain and I was almost there. "Wait! Amelia, close your eyes first." He commanded as he walked to where I was and grasped both of my hands. I did as he wished as I felt him drag me up the hill, I felt his hand in mine and his other placed gently on my hip, making sure I wouldn't fall or tumble back to the bottom of the mountain. "Ready, on the count of three, open them." He murmured from behind me. "1." He whispered as the cold, autumn breeze brushed against my face. "2." He pushed my hand forward and let my palm take in every feeling of the nature around us. "3." I felt his lips brush my ear as I opened my eyes slowly. "Wow." I whispered under my breath. The view was amazing, there were mountains and mountains running the distance, the sunset fell beautifully on the trees that now looked as small as ants. I could see no roads, no houses, no buildings. Just me, Jackson, and the amazing sound of the wind. "This is-" "Perfect?" He nearly asked, hoping I enjoyed it. "Yes. Perfect." I smiled at him. "Here, sit down." He planted his bum on the green, soft grass. I sat with him. "It looks like a painting." I whispered, more to myself. "Doesn't it though?" He agreed with me. "But ya know," I started. "From afar it looks absolutely beautiful... The way the colors mix together, and how the sun falls on the mountains, giving it a perfect glow, and how anything and everything that could've been bothering you just- simply, goes away." I said. "But once you get closer, you realize; It's all really just trees and bushes. No light, no beauty, nothing." I was now just talking to myself. "I'm afraid that's how people look at me sometimes." I stupidly rambled on as I fiddled with my thumbs. "They think I'm nice, pretty, have everything put together. They think my life is perfect due to the way I act. But it's not- It's getting better but, better isn't perfect. And if you really get to know me, if you really do- I'm just-" I looked up and noticed Jackson's big brown eyes locked right on me. "Trees and bushes..." I whispered. He smiled at me. "C'mere." He pulled his arm out, gesturing for me to snuggle against him. I did just that. "Right now, isn't it just beautiful?" He asked. "Well, of course." "And once you get closer, it's just- Trees and bushes." "Yes, that's right." I said. "But if you look, even closer...... you'll see one magnificent flower. Just one pretty little flower. So simply, so small, yet so gorgeous and so breath-taking." I stared at his lips as they moved with the words flowing out of his mouth. "I know we've only known each other for a couple of weeks but-" He said as I remembered all the time we had been spending together, sharing secrets, talking about our families, talking about one another. "You take my breath away." He whispered, inches away from each other, I hesitated to brush my lips upon his; due to the history my sister and mother have had, it scares me deeply to kiss a boy. "I uhm-" I turned my focus downward, not participating in the kiss. "I-I'm sorry." I stuttered. Jackson smiled at me, not caring that I had just made a complete fool of myself. "It's alright, no need to apologize." He lightly grinned, I could tell he was disappointed but I appreciated his decency to act like nothing had happen. "Jackson!! Amelia!!" I heard Jeff holler for us. We scurried up from our spots and started to run back home. I really enjoyed Jackson's company, he was a real sweetheart but- It's really hard to trust people due to my mother and sister's history in relationships. Damn I wish I could just think for myself instead of allowing fear to take over and choose my decision for me. "Watch your step," Jackson nearly whispered as he helped me over a giant log. I straddled the object and eventually found my way around it, thanks to Jackson at least. "Thanks" I whispered.  "Anytime." -And when he said those exact words, I knew I could trust him. He sounded just like Niall, my big brother; Niall. Niall wouldn't hurt a fly, therefore I knew Jackson wouldn't do anything bad to me.

 

Shit, Niall.

What is Niall and Ashley going to think of all this? I didn't tell them due to Ash's protective side over me, but then again- She's so in love, maybe she just won't notice. No Amelia, that's wrong, I have to tell them. But maybe I should tell Niall first, at least I know he could calm Ashley down if she gets worked up about anything. Damn, she's gonna flip. She still looks at me like a little girl when in reality, I'm a teenager. I'm a freaking teenager with feelings and shit. I wanna hang out at the mall, I wanna have girlfriends who I can gossip with, I wanna kiss a boy. I wanna kiss Jackson. He's a good kid, he's a good guy. I know they'll like him. Probably. Maybe. Hopefully.

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