One Direction's Little Sister

World famous popstar, Harry Styles, is shocked to learn that his mum is getting married. 13 year old Sienna is excited to learn that her dad is getting married. But when Sienna finds out that her new step brother is actually Harry Styles, how will she react? And when their parents disappear, how can the boys look after a young teenager, when they can barely look after themselves?

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11. Truth.

Harry's POV;

"I'M GOING TO FUCKING KILL HIM!"

I was enraged.

How dare he?

What that... bastard had done to Sienna!

The boys were sitting round Sienna's bed, comforting her. I got up angrily and noticed that I'd made small marks in my palms where I'd been digging my nails into them.

"I'm going to find him." I growled quietly. Sienna paled slightly.

"No!" she cried. I stopped and looked at her, "You can't."

"Sienna he fucking hit you."

"You still can't go." her voice shook.

"He tried to sleep with you." I argued.

"Harry plea-" she tried to talk but I cut her off.

It could have been rape an-" she cut me off this time.

"SHUT UP HARRY!"

Five heads snapped round to look at her. Anger, fear and pain blazed within her eyes.

"For gods sake! Why is life so stupid!?" she wailed, burying her head in her hands.

Liam went to wrap his arm around her. "Sienna, wh-"

She pushed him off. "No! Don't touch me!" she cried. She was shaking as I slowly walked towards her. I looked at the other boys and their faces were mixed with confusion and worry.

She took a deep breath and looked up slowly. "I'm sorry... Did that just happen? A-again?" I sat down on the bed beside her.

I slowly nodded. "Sienna, please, let us help." I pleaded, and she pushed her head into my chest as she sobbed. I clung to her tightly and she wiped her eyes.

"I'm sorry guys. I-I thought that I'd stopped doing that."

"Stop apologising, you haven't done anything wrong." Zayn said as he rubbed her back gently.

She exhaled deeply. "This isn't the first time something like this has happened."

Sienna drew her breath back in sharply and raised her hand to her head as we all yelled.

"Guys.. My head?"

"Oh.. Sorry."

"What do you mean, it's not the first time?" questioned Louis softly.

"My uh, old best friend, Joey. We were best friends since we were about three years old. We were inseparable and we were typical best friends, you know; always together, we spent all our free time with each other, our families went on holiday together, we'd share secrets and have sleepovers and share clothes and all that stuff."

She looked down at her fingers as she played with them.

"He was perfect. He was closer to me than anyone, even my own family. I never saw him as boyfriend material though. When we said we loved each other, it was in a best friend way."

"I got a boyfriend. Mark. He was lovely. I really loved him and he loved me back. At school one day, I got, um, teased by some of the girls. I came home crying and Joey found me. He'd never liked Mark. I don't know why.. he just didn't." she sighed quietly.

"I guess he thought it was Mark who upset me because he stormed out and didn't come back 'till late. I was worried out of my mind and when he came back he was in a horrible mood. I'd never seen him like this. It was like anger and violence was all he knew. I was angry at him for hurting Mark and he turned on me. I watched as my best friend transformed into this violent.. psycopath." tears were rolling down her cheeks as she held the bottom of her shirt in her hands.

"I tried to help him. Everyone did. But we couldn't. The amount of times he'd hurt me, I just hid it. I said I'd fallen or done it myself because I wanted to protect him. He was sent away to therapy. But the night he found out I'd told someone. He had a rampage. He was never the same again," she sniffed as she pulled up her shit, exposing her stomach, "and neither was I."

 Harry's POV;

Just above her hip was a thick red scar that was prominent against her pale skin. It was about an inch and a half long, and around the scar were fading bruises, that looked as though they were old and difficult to heal.

"Sienna, did he...?" I began, but I couldn't finish. I choked up just thinking about what my little Sienna had gone through.

"He beat me up. My own best friend. He beat me up and stabbed me. I was in the hospital for a month. I just... I... I don't even know what to say anymore. I've never told anyone about this. No one knows. Not even my dad, he was travelling with his work at the time. I never swam in bikinis, never rolled up my shirt in summer, never wore short tops. You're the only ones I've told. No one knows it was him. I told the hospital I'd done it by accident. I wanted to protect him in case he changed... in case I got my Joey back."

I cuddled closer to Sienna and let her lay back as she silently fell asleep. The boys and I left the room and headed towards the living room, where we all sat on the sofa. We were quiet. I could see that Sienna's story had had a big impact on us. I glanced over to Niall, expecting him to have found some item of food, but no. His face was red and his eyes were slightly watery so I pulled him into a hug, and soon we were all hugging. These boys were like brothers to me.

"I'm sorry," Niall said, wiping his eyes, "I'm acting like a total baby."

"Don't be sorry, we are too." I laughed slightly.

"I love you guys." Niall murmured.

"We love you too, Nialler." we chorused as we squeezed together.

It was times like this that made me glad that I'd joined the XFactor. I remembered how shy we'd been at first, and now, how comfortable we are around each other. I remembered our XFactor tour and the video diaries, our Up All Night tour, everything. The award shows, the parties, we'd been there. 

I then remembered the not so good things. I sighed quietly and looked over at Louis. We weren't as close as we were. Thanks to management. Larry Stylinson. The times I've cried myself to sleep at night because management told us to put distance between us. I couldn't even hug my best friend anymore without causing an uproar between fans and management. I could feel tears threatening to fall so I shook my thoughts to the back of my mind as we broke apart. 

"I'm gonna hit the sack guys. Night!" called Liam.

"Yeah, me too." yawned Niall. We all went our separate ways to our rooms. Once in mine, I stripped down to my boxers and crawled into bed. A cool breeze blew through the window and comforted me. I stared out of the window at the moon that was shining bright through the trees. I fell asleep, playing Little Things over and over in my mind.

Sienna's POV;

A gentle breeze blew through my hair. I sat on the edge, dangling my feet over. I squeezed the hand that was gripping mine.

"I love it up here." murmured a gentle voice. Joey.

"I love it too. It's so beautiful." I replied.

I looked down at the grassy cliff we sat on, then down to the beach below. The soft waves lapped up against the rocks and the sea was calm. The sky was a perfect shade of blue and there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was like a fairytale. Or a movie.

Or a dream.

I looked over to my right, thinking I'd find Joey.

Wrong.

I did find Joey, but not my Joey.

I found the Joey that stabbed me.

I looked into his eyes. No longer the beautiful hazel that they used to be, more of a dark brown with now heavily bloodshot eyes. 

"Where are you? 

 No reply.

"Where's the Joey I knew? He's still there. I can feel it." I tried again.

The boy turned his head towards me. 

"No."

I stood up, pulling him up with me.

"Yes. You're there. Please Joey, please..."

"I said no." he scowled.

"Joey! Look," I turned to him angrily, "stop being such an idiot! Where's the you that I used to know!? The one that would sneak over to my house at midnight or have whipped cream fights with me?"

I changed my tactics after I was ignored again.

"Please..." I whispered, taking his hands in mine and looking straight into his eyes. The sparkle was gone and they were dull. His smile was gone and it was replaced with an emotionless straight face. I tried to plead with my eyes and voice. "Please come back to me."

"NO!" he yelled angrily before ripping his hands away from mine. He glared at me for a second before pushing his hands to my chest. Only then did I realise where I was.

On the edge of a cliff.

"JOEY NO!" I cried.

I screamed as I fell.

Down,

Down,

Down.

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