Gotta Be You

*COMPLETED*

I glance up at him, and sure enough he has tears trickling down his face. I reach up and wipe them away with my thumb.


“I thought I had lost you. I don’t know what I would’ve done if I had.” He says it slightly louder now. “I was terrified. I shouldn’t have left you. I should have been by you that whole time.” He shakes his head, tears flowing steadily now.

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5. Memories

Megan's POV

 

"Andrew?" I squeak. I hardly get the words out. I can't believe he has the guts to stand on my flat doorstep.

I step out and lock the door. I push past him and start to walk away. He grabs my arm with a big amount of force. I whip around and he crashes his lips into mine. I put my hands to his chest; trying to push him off me. He's too strong. He weaves an arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. Now I thrash around and finally break contact with him. I slap his face, hard. His eyes harden and he advances on me. I freeze in fear.

 

"How dare you slap me? After everything I've done for you?" He screams.

 

"Everything you've done for me?!" I scream back, trying to hold back from punching him.

 

"You mean cheat on me? With that college girl? Good-bye Andrew." I turn to walk away but he grabs me again.

 

"This isn't over Megan." he says darkly before letting my arm go. I sprint to my car and lay my head on the steering wheel. I sit there and cry for a while. Memories flooding back to my mind.

 

 

*FLASHBACK*

 

"Andrew? Babe you're drunk. Come on. Let me take you to bed." I say to him. He was hammered. He stumbled and landed on the bed.

 

"Megan? Come here" Being the stupid person I was, I walked straight to him. He grasped my arms tightly and pushed his tongue into my mouth. I tried to push him back, but he was strong and terribly drunk.

He started to unbutton my shirt. He ran his hands down my exposed sides. He smiled a smile that I couldn't comprehend at that moment, but later understood. His smile was one of wanting. He fumbled with the button of my pants and as much as I squirmed to get out of his reach, I failed every time. He soon had ripped off my panties and threw them across the room. I watched in horror as he entered me. I screamed in protest but he covered my mouth. That's when I got an idea. I bit him.

Worst idea possible.

He didn't like that very much so he beat me and raped me again. Then he left me to cry myself to sleep.

 

 

*FLASHBACK ENDED*

 

It didn't stop after that one time though. He would come home drunk night, after night. It became an event that happened often. Until one night, it got bad and he hit me. The harassment stopped but I then became his punching bag. He'd beat me nights over, and over. I was too afraid to leave him, thinking that if I did, he would come after me. And now, he has.

 

I wipe the tears from my cheeks and fix my make-up. ‘I couldn't let the boys see me like this’, I thought to myself.

 

I put the car in drive and start on my way to Harry's.

 

I knock on the door and Harry opens it. He's smiling, until he sees me. His smile fades quickly.

 

"What happened?" He asks a sense of urgency in his voice. I guess my eyes and face were still red from crying. I can't hold back anymore and I let it all out. Harry pulls me into a tight hug and rubs my back. He sits me down on the couch, as I sob into his chest.

 

"Megan, talk to me love. Tell me what's wrong, please. It kills me to see you like this. Please." He sounded hurt. I suck in a quick breath and start telling him and the other boys what had happened between me and my ex-boyfriend. They sat there wide eyed. Shocked expressions covered their faces. Harry pulls me into yet another hug and I cry until my eyes get heavy.

 

Andrew's words replay in my head,

 

"This isn't over Megan."

 

 

Niall's POV

 

There's a knock on the door. Harry rushes to get it. I hear him talking, he doesn't sound very happy.

Next thing I know, I can hear crying.

Megan. It sounds like Megan. My heart kind of heaves; hearing her cry is like a knife to my heart. A person like Megan doesn't deserve to cry.

 

"Megan, talk to me love. Tell me what's wrong, please. It kills me to see you like this. Please." Harry pleads. His eyes look hurt. He stares at her as she explains about her ex-boyfriend. How he abused her and harassed her. How he cheated and how he just came back for her. She was terrified.

I felt my fists clench together. Anger and shock pulse through me. Why would anyone hurt Megan like that? What an ASS!

 

Megan's sobs die down and her breathing evens out. She cried herself to sleep. Harry picks her up, carrying her to his room. He comes down later. Tears in his eyes.

 

"She's like a sister to me. It kills me to think someone could do that to her." He cries. Liam walks and sits down next to him, trying to calm him down. I can't hold in tears anymore. I shoot up and storm to my room. I slam the door and let tears trickle down my face. I let the tears tire out my eyes, and I cry myself to sleep as well.

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