Bad Boy

My eyes are closed but the barrel of the gun is nested on the back of my head. My heart is racing, pouncing against my chest. It was beating so loudly I was surprised he couldn't hear it. I hadn't even got to lay my eyes on him, the man that would consume my fait. He has my life in his hands, and he loved every second of it. He wanted me scared, but I was not going to cower, I couldn't let him have that satisfaction. My eyes stayed close, but I knew I had to force them open. If I was going to die, he would have to look into my eyes as I did. He had to feel the pain that I would. I turned around, and opened my eyes. My voice had left, and there he was starring right back at me.


16. Letting It Happen

"So let me get this straight.. You were willing to risk everything we have worked for, for the past year over her?" Liam asked.

"No that wasn't it" Niall said.

I couldn't tell if Niall was lying or telling the truth, but it made me consider new possibilities. Maybe he was just suing me this entire time, I mean wasn't that my plan all along. I was going to use him to escape, and maybe he was using me.

"Just kill me.. I can't take any of this bullshit anymore" I said. I was slapped seconds later by Harry.

"Nobody was talking to you" Harry said. He wasn't even looking at me. Everyone in the rooms eyes were focused on Niall, and what he was going to say.

"You were using me" I continued. "Nothing ever meant anything to you.." I said.

My heart felt like it was slowly starting to stop by each second that went by without an answer. The silence was the only answer that he could give me. I started to shake my head, I didn't want to shed tears over him anymore, but I couldn't stop the tears.

I wished that Niall would say something. He was a monster, and he lied to me, but the feelings that I had for him were real. I couldn't lie about them, I loved him.  My feelings were real, maybe the person that the feeling were for weren't.

I stood up, and slapped Niall clean across the face. He still didn't look me in the eyes. I grabbed his face, it was my turn to interrogate .

"Look me in the eyes right now.. Look me in the eyes, and tell me that this was all fake, that you never really cared about me" I said.

He didn't look at me, but tears were starting to form in his eyes. I could barely see them, but I knew that they were there.

"Look at me.." I begged. I was crying now, and I couldn't stop it. Everyone in the room was watching us, waiting on what Niall was going to say back.

"I can't do that Brook" He said.

Then both of his blue eyes were staring into mine. I could barely handle looking into them, but I had to.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Cause I would be lying to you, I can't tell you that all those feelings meant nothing to me, because they meant more than anything to me. I love you" He said.

Then he looked at all of the boys each separately, and said, "I love her".

Then he pushed me behind him as if something bad was going to happen. He took a deep breath, and then wiped the tears off of his face. He was still holding my hand with his right hand, making sure I would stay behind him.

I felt like my heart had just been kick started again, and I loved it.

"I am not going to let you hurt her, I am not letting her go this time" He said. His gentle hurt voice that was there seconds ago was replaced by one with violent rage.

"She could bring the entire police force down on us, she could be lying to you Niall" Liam said.

Niall didn't even take a glance back at me, he knew that it was a lie, he knew I wanted to stay with him.

"You are going to trust her, you have known her for a couple weeks, and you have known us your entire life? She is still engaged to a cop, head detective of the city to be more specific" Harry said.

I could tell that Harry was going to take this the hardest, him and Niall used to be really close. From what I observed my few weeks here Harry liked to keep to himself, but maybe it was just the pressure pushing him away from everybody.

"Zayn?" I asked. I was scared of him, he could play tricks on my mind, he could make me think different, but he was my only hope.

It was funny everybody I the room was tensed up, but not Zayn. I guess that is what he liked to do, he liked to stand back and observe the situation read everyone's emotions. He liked to watch their behavior. He turned to me, and waited for me to continue.

"You can get into my head Zayn.. you know what I am going to think before that thought even gets into my head.. tell them I am telling the truth. Tell them that I love Niall, and that I want to stay" I begged.

He took one look at me. He looked all over me he studied my body language, and my voice. He studied the expressions on my face, and everything else. He took five long minutes to answer but then he finally spoke up.

"Harry, she really wants to stay here, and help. She wants to help us, but I think she, and I both know that there is something in the way" Zayn said.

I knew what he was talking about right away this time, he was talking about Brock. I needed closure with Brock, and I knew it.

"Here is what is going to happen" I said.

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