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I'm your average girl, moody teenager, everyone knows me. Except they think I'm a murderer. It's not true, of course, but does that matter? Not to them; they hate me, but I survive. But it isn't until a certain band member- with the name of Niall James Horan- comes to town that my world really spins. What will happen to me? That's for me to know, and me to tell. See you around.

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11. Nightmare

"She's my mother. If I should even call her that," Niall turned from me, and looked at my mother with what I can guess is only hatred. I couldn't blame him, she abandoned me.

"What are you saying, sweety? Of course I'm your mother!" She 'cried' coming on the other side of my bed, and tried to hug me, but I flinched away from her touch.

"Mothers' don't kick their children out in the pouring rain. And, as I recall, as you made me pack you said- and I quote, 'You are no child of mine'." I stated, containing all of my emotions in my cold stare.

"I'm sorry, honey, I never meant any of that. You know that right? Come on, I'm taking you home," She said, reaching for my hand. Despite the pain, I jumped towards Niall, and grabbed onto his shirt, as he wrapped his arms around me instinctively.

"That's not my home, that's where my nightmares are. I'm not going back there." I stated, trying to get as far away from her as I could, which happened to be deeper into Nialls chest.

"It will always be your home. I think you knocked your head too hard. Help me, please, Mr. Horan, she should get home."

"I'm not making her go anywhere. Especially not some where with the person that kicked her out in the first place," He said defensively. I mentally thanked him for that.

"I was scared! I never wanted anything to hurt you, but I was scared for the family!"

"You honestly thought I would hurt you guys? After fifteen years, you just hadn't realized if I was harmful or not?" I exclaimed. I had enough of this. I pressed the 'call' button once again, but this time the doctor came in.

"What's the trouble?" The blonde haired man asked.

"I would like her out of my room, please. If you could not let her in again it would be much obliged." I asked, politely- although I'd rather be screaming bloody murder right now.

"I'm afraid I can't do that, you see Mrs. Swither is the only reason you aren't going to Juvy for trespassing by crawling through those vents everyday. She paid what was necessary for the repairs." The doctor stated. I was shocked, I knew my parents were rich but I didn't think they would actually do that for me-unless...

"Did Dylan set you up for this?" I asked her.

"Well, yes, he was a part of it," She admitted. My eyes widened in terror.

"No, no, no! I can't go back there! He wants this, he planned it!" Tears were coming to my eyes, I was so scared. Niall hugged me tighter to his chest, as my tears escaped onto his shirt. I felt so much like a frightened little child at this moment.

"What? What's so bad about Dylan?" My mother asked.

"Didn't you ever wonder- if you don't think I did It anymore- where I was so late that night and why I had bruises all over?" I asked. At least this time she was speechless. She pulled herself together and turned to the doctor.

"Could you please contact the police and tell them that Dylan Nick has abused this young girl?" Her voice actually shook as she said this. The doctor nodded as he walked out.

"I really am sorry, but you don't have a choice." She said turning back to me.

"No," Niall piped up. "She does have a choice,"

"Excuse me young man, but if she doesn't come with me I will take my money back and she will have charges against her again."

"Then I won't leave her." Niall stated.

"I'm afraid you'll have to. She's in no danger, they'll get Dylan and she'll be perfectly fine." She tried to assure him.

"She won't be in any danger if I'm there. I won't leave her alone there,"

"She has me,"

"That's the part I don't like," Niall replied harshly.

"Like it or not, her father and brother are on there way to bring her home, and you are to be no where near her,"

"This is a freaking nightmare," I whispered to Niall as my mother walked triumphantly out of the room.

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