(Liam Payne's adopted sister) Secret Sister -- A Harry Styles Love Story

I'm home schooled. I have no friends. I'm not allowed out of the house. Nobody knows about me. Everyone who knew me before thinks I'm dead. I have no records except birth, adoption and 'death' records. I have no social security number, nothing. My name is originally Rhiannon Anne Griffiths Bowen but my adoptive name is Rhiannon Anne Payne, and I am a secret


19. Chapter 17



"My, my Rhiannon. You have been SUCH a naughty girl." He taunted. "And you know how naughty girls are punished."


He pulled his hand back and struck me across the cheek. Tears welling my eyes and I screamed into the tape. "That was for running away, my dear."


He pulled his hand back once more and hit me on my same cheek. "And that was for kissing a silly little boy."


He repeated this process for what felt like hours. During that time I WAS wishing for one thing to come true... I was wishing for him to get it over with and kill me already!


End of flashback...


Rhiannon's POV


I woke up by being stabbed. He's finally decided to end it all for me! I screamed into the tape covering my mouth as tears streamed down my face. Before I could fully recover though, the tape was ripped off. I was finally able to scream!


"That's right Rhi! Scream for mercy!" I heard an all to familiar voice taunt... Liam?


"Why are you doing this to me?" I cried.


"Because you ruined our lives. So I think it's only fair if we ruin yours!" My adoptive father spat.


"L-liam?" I stuttered out. I looked down at my stab wound that was bleeding a lot now. I thought he loved me! I thought he understood me! How could I be so wrong? My adoptive father walked over to me, smirking like the Cheshire cat. He stood behind me and played with my hair which was scaring the life out of me. He then yanked my head back which caused me to scream at him, right in the face due to the shooting pain at the back of my skull. He then ran a knife across my neck and gradually applied pressure. After he was done, he pushed me in my chair flying. I hit the floor with a thud, and because of the fall it made my head rock causing me a staggering amount of pain. I soon felt something hot run down my neck and I immediately knew it was blood.


"Liam, go get the gun and the other two. I want them to watch this!" My father ordered. Liam nodded and left the room. My father started pacing around the room, waiting for Liam to come back with the gun to most probably end my life all together and the so-called two to watch my death happen. Liam came back a few minutes later with a gun pointed at the back of one persons head and holding another. Liam then took them over to another corner of the room, sat them down and turned on a little light... I gasped when I seen the two. It was Harry and Zayn. They both looked like bloody messes. Cuts on the faces, busted lips, black eyes. The lot.


"This is all your fault Rhi! So this is what I must do! Once you are dead, these two will be dead too." Liam said coldly. Harry and Zayn looked terrified at Liam.


"Liam, want me to do the honour or would you like too? I know you've been looking forward to this." My adopted dad said.


"Why don't we share? I get her and you get those two?" Liam suggested.


"If you want?" My adoptive dad asked. Liam nodded his head excitedly.


They both made their way over to a counter type thing. Liam got a gun and so did my adoptive father.


"Go on then son." My adoptive father said. Liam walked over to me and pulled back the trigger. But before the bullet hit me, I managed to say my final goodbye's.


"Harry... Zayn... I just want you both to know that I love you!" I cried out. That was the last thing I did before my death...


Liam's POV


"Harry... Zayn... I just want you both to know that I love you!" Rhi cried out. That was the last thing she said before her death.


"Now for you two." Dad said, turning to Harry and Zayn. He pulled back the trigger and aimed at Zayn. "Say your goodbye's!" My dad said. I went over and pulled back the trigger of my gun again to get things over with twice as quick and aimed at Harry.


"You too Harry!" I said.


Both boys looked at one another and nodded. "We will always love you Rhi!" They shouted like their lives depended on it. Too late for that now...




Both boys lifeless bodies fell to the floor with a thud.


My little sister... GONE!


Harry, 1/4 of my band mates... GONE!


Zayn, the other 1/4 of my band mates... GONE!



Gone! Just like that! Serves them right!

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