If Only...

Jaylynn had a pretty bad family life, but to her, her friends were her family. The only difference being all of her friends were guys. I mean girls just caused too much drama. But one day, her "best friends" betray her and do the unthinkable. Will their be someone to catch her after she falls? If Only...


9. What happened?

Niall's POV

It's been a couple of weeks now. Jaylynn had her cast removed and is up and walking. She even moved to London with us while we were on break.

Louis and Harry shared a flat, as did Zayn and Liam, so Jay moved in with me since I had no roommate.

Jaylynn has opened up a lot more and loves all the boys as friends, but they don't hear her sleeping at night.

That's the worst. We have separate rooms, but I hear her screams throughout the night. She eventually let me sleep with her when the nightmares got bad. I never bothered her about what happened in her past. If she couldn't handle it in her sleep, I didn't want her to face it awake.

Anyways, we were all hanging in Louis' and Harry's flat messing around. We started the night with truth or dare, and ended it watching Toy Story.

"I still can't believe you've never seen these!" Liam said to Jaylynn, completely in shock.

"I never really had time for movies" she said as she settled down on the couch, her back leaning against me and her feet on Louis' lap.

As the movie progressed, I noticed a change in Jay's breathing patterns. Her breathing was  more rhythmic. She was definitely asleep. About an hour later her breathing changed again. I didn't think anything of it.

Until the screaming started. Liam and Louis immediately jumped up, worried looks crossing over everyone's face.

Jaylynn's POV

"Come back Jaylynn. You know you can't run from me forever! We will find you. And we will kill you."

The voices swarmed my head. I ran for my life but I couldn't escape. It was like my feet were glued to the concrete sidewalk beneath my feet.

I started screaming for help, and when no one came, I just started screaming.


And then my eyes opened to find five pairs of eyes staring at me, concerned looks across all their faces. My first reaction was to run out of the room. I made it down the hall and threw open the door to the stairs. I went down about a flight of stairs, then sat down and let the tears flow.

I can't live like this forever. The fear of what may happen creeping into my dreams every night. The worry that not only will he find me and kill me, but the only friends I've ever known.

I heard the door upstairs open and began to run down the remaining flights of stairs until the person chasing me had caught up to me.

"Jaylynn. It's ok." I heard a voice say as welcoming arms wrapped around my shaking body. I knew it was Niall.

"We won't ever let anyone hurt you." he said, trying to comfort me. I couldn't stop shaking, and the tears would not stop running down my face.

Niall sat down with me on the stairs until I had calmed down a little bit. Then he asked me the question I dreaded so much. The question I avoided at all costs. But I knew I needed to give him an explanation.

"Come with me" I said to Niall as I took his hand and led him up the stairs and back to Louis' flat.

We entered the flat and all the boys were staring at me. I began to get nervous, but I shook the feeling away. I told all the boys to sit on and around the couch while I sat on the floor in front of them.

"I owe you all an explanation. I'm am so grateful for everything you guys have done for me, and I know I would probably be dead if you hadn't found me in the park that night. So, I'm going to try my best to explain what happened."

They all nodded their heads in approval, and Niall gave me an encouraging smile.

"My father died in a car accident when I was 12. After that, my mom watched my every move like someone was out to hurt me. To hurt us. About two years later, she met a guy. My step-dad. I felt like there was something wrong going on in his head, but my mom was happy. Who was I to ruin the only thing that made her happy?"

I stopped talking as I felt tears threaten to spill out of my eyes. At this point all the boys were looking at me like I was the worst treated child in the world. But they hadn't even heard half the story.

"That's really hor-" Louis began to say, until I stopped him.

"I'm not done. About a year ago, my step-dad killed my mother. According to police reports, it was an accident. Last time I checked no one accidentally falls over a balcony. Especially one that has a six-foot high gate surrounding it. Now, I knew something was wrong with him. After all the police left and the story had calmed down, I became a slave. I was restricted from going out with friends, I had nonstop chores, and I had to serve him and his disgusting friends. If I did something wrong, he hit me. If he was mad, he hit me. If I did something he loved, he hit me, just to remind me where I stood in his house."

"Please tell me this is the last thing." Harry said as I paused again. I could only shake my head.

"The night you guys found me, I was raped by three guys. I was left in an alley and by the time I got home it was 3 in the morning. My step-dad wasn't happy about this, so he started hitting me. Then he raped me. I knew things would get worse, so I jumped out my window that night and ran to the park."

I finally finished with the story and tears were beginning to spill from my eyes. I finally looked up from the floor and saw the boys staring at me. Looks of anger, worry, and compassion filled them.

"I think I speak for everyone when I say we will never let anyone hurt you ever again." Liam said.

I nodded my head before getting up and heading back to mine and Niall's flat.

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