Life on the Run

When something happens to Bree's parents that they won't recover from, Bree and her two sisters, Gabriella and Aubrey, have to run away. Trouble always seems to find them when they are alone. When Bree get separated from her sisters she gets into major trouble. Will she be able to escape this trouble? What happens if she gets caught? Will they hurt her? Will anybody be able to help her? Read to find out.


5. Dreams

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that." Niall said pulling back.

I wrapped my arms around his neck not wanting him to stop. I didn't only want him to keep going, I needed him to. I needed somebody to take the pain away.

"Wait," he said pulling back again. "Didn't you just get mad at Aubrey for doing this?"

I unwrapped my arms and sat back. "You're right. I'm such a hypocrite. I'm a horrible person." I said to myself. How could I get so upset with her for doing something and then turn around and do the exact same thing. I really am horrible.

"Hey, don't say that. You are a wonderful person." He said wrapping his arm around my shoulders. "And I don't want you to feel like you have to kiss me back because I kissed you, or because you're in pain. I want you to really want it."

"but I do want it-" he cut my off.

"How 'bout we just wait awhile to see what happens after everything calms down, I don't want things getting too serious too fast." he said staring off into the setting sun.

"Okay, you're right."

We just sat there in silence for a while and watched the sun set. I quickly drifted off to sleep in Niall's arms, exhausted from the stressful day.


When I woke up, I wasn't sitting under the giant Oak tree, in Niall's arms, surround by the warm summer air. Instead, I was in the tiny, cement room. With Frank and James upstairs waiting for me to wake up, or cry too loudly so they could come down and beat me. But I was already awake and they were already on their way down the stairs, I could hear the stairs creak with each step they took. The door swung open fast and loud and two figures appeared. They weren't Frank and James, they were Gabby and Aubrey. Why were they here? Why weren't they helping me? Suddenly, I saw the light shine off of something in their hands as they twisted them up to raise the knives. I started screaming. I just kept screaming as they slowly walked over to me with dark smiles on their faces. Why were they doing this! Now, as if he appeared out of nowhere, Frank was on top of me, stabbing me, over and over. I was screaming and crying in agony. Why wasn't I dying? Then, Frank got up, and the three of them slowly backed out of the room and closed the door with evil smiles on their faces. I was still screaming in pain as somebody else walked through the door, this time it was James. He came over to me, but he looked afraid.

"Shh, shh it's going to be okay. You're fine now, I'm here." He said soothingly. Why did I care if he was there or not? He kidnapped me!

"Wake up Bree, I'm here just wake up." James said again but this time it wasn't his voice.

"Niall?" I asked afraid. And my eyes shot open.

This time when I woke up, I was in my bed, in my new room. I scanned the room and saw Niall sitting next to me on the bed. I reached out and touched his face to make sure he was really there and my mind wasn't tricking me again.

As soon as I touched him, I threw myself at him.

"Oh Niall! I'm so glad you're here! I had the worst nightmare, it all seemed so real. Everything was the same, I was in the little cement room and then... they started stabbing me... and... James was there... he had... your voice." I didn't realize I was sobbing until Niall rubbed my back calming me down.

"Shh Bree, everything's okay. You're here now, not there. You should try and get some sleep, you've been restless all night." he said laying me down.

"Please don't leave, please stay." I whimpered, pulling the blanket up to my chin, scared to be alone.

"I'm right here, I won't leave." He said wrapping his arms around me.

We laid there in the dark for awhile not talking until he said something.

"I think you should see Gabby, you kept saying her name while you were asleep. You sounded worried about her."

"Mmm." I sighed but I was asleep again before I had the chance to answer.


The sun, shining through the window, woke me in the morning. I looked at the clock and saw that it was only 8 o'clock. I groaned and rolled over, expecting Niall to be there. And he was. He looked so peaceful when he slept, like an angel. I couldn't wake him up, so I let him sleep. I carefully crawled out of bed - careful not to wake him.

I slowly made my way downstairs to get some breakfast. I searched through the cupboards, and fridge for something to make. There was so much food - more food than I've ever seen in one place, besides the supermarket - I didn't know what to make.

After I deliberated for I couple minutes, I decided on making scrambled eggs with bacon and toast. I popped the toast in the toaster, then I cracked a bunch of eggs in the pan and put bacon in a different one. As the bacon was crackling away I heard somebody come down the stairs.

"I smell food!" His voiced echoed through the house as he yelled.

He walked over to the toaster and buttered the toast that had already popped up. The bacon was done and was sitting on a pile of paper towels, I sprinkled some cheese on the eggs and they were ready to go. I got my food and went to sit at the table, with Niall. He somehow already had his food and was chowing away.

"Wow Bree, this is really good. Better than Harry's." He said as he shoved another huge bite of eggs in his mouth.

"I'll just have to see about that!" Harry said as he walked around the corner into the kitchen, grabbing a plate and piling his food on it just as Niall had. It's a good thing I made enough food for 10, these boys sure do eat a lot!

Harry sat down and dug into his eggs. "Damnit." He grumbled.

"What?" I asked worriedly, hoping they weren't that bad.

"These really are good." He looked defeated.

I just smiled at him smugly.

"What are you so happy about?" Aubrey glowered at me walking into the kitchen. What is up with her lately?

"Oh, Harry was just saying that he like my eggs. I made extra, you can have some." I offered trying to be nice.

"I'd rather not." She said coldly. I must have really hurt her last night. But, whatever, she can suck it up and stop being such a baby, I've been hurt too and you don't see me acting like her.

After everybody was done eating Harry and Aubrey headed back upstairs together, probably to throw another little private party. And Niall and I went into the living room to watch TV.

"So, what do you want to watch?" He asked as we sat down on the couch.

"Um, I don't know. Do you like football?"

"Oh yes! I love football. Who's your favorite team?" He asked excitedly.

"Probably Manchester United. You?" I asked.

"Oh Louis is gonna love you when he gets back, he loves Manchester United. And my favorite team would have to be Derby."

"Ah, I see. Where are the other boys anyways? You said they all live here but I've only seen you and Harry." I asked curious.

"Oh they're off visiting there family. They are due to be back on Friday actually, 2 days." He said watching the football match.

"Oh." I said yawning. Why was I suddenly so tired lately? I'm tired already and I just woke up.

"So, I thought about what you said about me visiting Gabby, I think I'm going to do that. I'll go down to Dublin in the morning, visit Gabby and then come back in the evening." I thought mostly too myself.

"That sounds like a good plan. You weren't thinking about going by yourself were you?" He asked, the worried look returning in his eyes.

"Well, I guess you could come too, I might need some company on the way there. I am the worst traveler." I told him.

"So then, when do you want to go? We can go any day you want." he promised.

"I don't know really, I haven't thought about that yet," I said.

"We could go today if that sounds good. Neither of us have any plans for the day and it's still bright and early." he said trying to convince me.

"Hmm. That sounds good! Just let me get changed quick and I'll be ready to go!" I said getting up and heading for the stairs.

"I'll meet you in 5!" He called after me.

I quickly threw on some clothes then headed back downstairs to find Niall waiting for me. He wasn't alone. He had Harry and Aubrey standing behind him.

"I thought they might have wanted to come along." He said smiling, not seeming to notice that Aubrey and I weren't getting along at the moment. But I guess he's right, Gabby is her sister too.

"Okay, let's go." I said not letting them see that it bothered me.


We got in the car - which Niall's driver was driving - and were just getting to the edge of town when I started getting a headache.

"Niall I think I'm going to take a nap until we get there, I'm starting to get a headache, typical for me when I travel." I said yawning.

"Okay, sounds good. I'll wake you up when we get there."

"Kay." I said and fell asleep almost immediately when my head hit Niall's shoulder.


This nightmare was different then the one I had last night.

I woke up screaming in my bed, screaming in pain. My stomach was wrenching in pain. I couldn't stop the pain, it was the worst pain I've ever felt. What was going on? I got up and went to look in the mirror. What was happening to me? It looked as if i had swallowed a balloon, my stomach was huge. It was so swollen, was this what was causing the pain? I put my hand over my stomach feeling for anything that would give me a clue to what it was. Suddenly, I felt something move. I was pregnant?! When did this happen? How did this happen? I walked back to my bed panicked and saw the blood covering the sheets of the bed. The sight of blood scared me and I screamed and fell over, fainting. I woke up to Niall at my side, on the phone with what I assumed was the hospital.

"Niall?" I choked out. "What's going on?" I asked scared as paramedics stormed into my room picking me up and carrying me out.

They rushed me to the hospital and then into a dark surgery room, lying me on the cold, metal table.

I felt a sharp prick in my stomach, it was a needle. Was I going into labor? This isn't how it's done, is it?

After 5 minutes of excruciating pain, a nurse walked over very calmly.

"It's okay dear, we are going to get that thing out of you." she said and then dug into my stomach with a little, sharp, silver blade. A scalpel.

"Ow! What are you doing! That's my baby in there! You're going to kill it!" I screamed trying to get her to stop.

"Miss, your baby is dead, you've had a miscarriage." She said apathetically.

"No I didn't!" I said sounding confused. "What are you talking about? I just felt it kick this morning, you've made a mistake!''

"She's losing blood!" Another nurse yelled, suddenly I was surrounded by nurses and doctors, I couldn't tell the difference anymore, there were so many people surrounding me.

They pulled a little body out of my stomach, it was the baby. I started weeping, trying to grab for it. It had to still be alive, it just kicked this morning! It had to be!

They wrapped it up in a little pink blanket and handed the dead bloody baby to me.

"It's a girl!" A nurse said excitedly, admiring the little corpse.

I started crying out of terror. What was going on? Didn't they just tell me it was dead?! Then my head fell back against the table and I blacked out.

"We lost her." Was the last thing I heard.






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