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.


8. Chapter 8

Ashley's POV:

*Knock knock* Nialls light knock caught my attention. "Hey," I smiled. "Hey," We gave each other a good few minutes apart to get over our 'moment'. Otherwise it would've just been awkward. "Just makin' the bed..." I smiled as I pulled over the covers. "I'll help ya'" I just lightly smiled as I knew if I  protested he would've just insisted even more. "Um-" I coughed. "Niall..." I started as he helped me make my bed. "Hm?" He gave me his full attention. "Do you have a dad?" His eyes widened at my question, as if I'd known something he hadn't yet to tell me. He cleared his throat. "I have a father... I've never had a dad." His words were so understandable. Anyone can be a father, but it takes a real man to be a dad. "So your car.... It wasn't-?" "Nah, I saved up some money and bought it for myself." He started to chock. I gave a him a simple 'Oh', and continued with the sheets. "What about you?" He asked. It was strange that he'd asked, I knew I hadn't told him directly yet but, I'm pretty sure we both knew the living situation I was in. "It's complicated" -Was all I could to say. "Hmp." He huffed. "Was he a good man? Well... For as long as you knew him at least.?" His question astounded me. My father was a good man, a great man. From stories my mom told me, he was so loving and caring for me. My mom never said why he left, but as I got older, I managed to piece it together. My mom started seeing Eric before my dad left, she had cheated. I'm sure their love was passionate. I'm sure it was pure. But once she got pregnant with precious Amelia, I'm almost positive he left her. He left me. He left me with Eric. I always wanted to meet this amazing man I once called 'Dad.' But sadly, the only male figure for as long as I've known was Eric, and I always feared that my mom oversold my father. I started thinking he was just like Eric, abusive, threatening, evil. "Ash...?" Niall got my attention as I realized I hadn't yet answered his question. "He was a great man... He was, as far as I've heard. A great man." Niall smiled. "Did he treat you and your mum well?" He asked. "He wasn't around long enough to try, I strangely blame my mum for that." I started to get more comfortable on the subject. "Why?" He asked, knowing I was opening up to him. "She cheated, Amelia is my half sister. Her father, my step dad. Was abusive to us both. Thats why she's shaky around the male species. As am I, but, I've learned to live with it." I was now just venting. "That's why you're so resisted of help. Everyone who's helped you has hurt you." He was dead on with that one. I nodded, taking a seat on the now clean, made bed. "What about you? What's your dad like?" I asked. He huffed. "Not sure. I never knew him." "Why not?" I started to get concerned. He chuckled at my interest in his story. "C'mere" He laid back on the bed and opened out his arm, gesturing for me to lay with him. I laid back, snuggling my head under his arm as my hand rested lightly on his chest. "My dad has another family..." My eyes shifted towards his face in shock as his vision kept straight. "Once he found out my mum was going to have a baby, he ditched out. He said he wasn't ready for that kind of responsibility. So he bailed. Leaving my mom with nothing." I felt my heart sink into my stomach as his words crushed my heart. Tracing little shapes on his shirt covered belly, I felt his lips place softly on my head. "My uncle is filthy rich, so he lent us some money for the time being. Then my mum bought a bar, and it did really well. That's why we have this house. And my uncle still gives my mum a check every month." He played with my hair as we laid on the bed together. "Not too long after my 16th birthday last year, we got a card in the mail. It was a christmas card, from my dad, and his new family, wishing us 'happy holidays'. After 16 years without knowing my father... He sends us a card. A fucking card." I could tell he was starting to get heated up so I faced him and brushed his beautiful blonde locks back with my fingertips, it seemed to sooth him. "I'm sorry, Niall." I apologized. He sighed. "It's fine. You don't have to apologize." He said, I looked deep into his beautiful, ocean filled eyes as I watched him brush a piece of my hair out of my face. Giving me a perfect view of the blonde beauty before me. "I hate that I'm falling for you..." I blurted out. "But I love it at the same time." I added. I then slowly leaned into his lips as he lifted his head upward. Sparks were flown when his soft, pink lips pressed firmly against my own, tangling my fingers within his hair at the same time. His hand traveled to my waist, supporting my body on top of his, making me feel safe and loved. His other hand found my cheek as he brushed his thumb against my still, bruised face. Although our eyes were closed, I felt him frowning at my mark. "I hate that he touched you." He said, sadly separating from me. "Me too." I said, resting my head back on his warm chest as I listened to his heart beat. "Promise you'll never leave." I whispered with my normally quiet tone. "I promise." His normal soothing, honest voice touched me. 

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