Is It My Fault???

This story is a about a girl who is being bullied in her high school by the members of one direction (They are not famous).she wants to know why they are doing this to her without a answer she turns to self harm but the real reason they dis like her is the last thing she will expect.


2. The Unforgettable

Kyleah's POV


I took the shortcut through the alley, halfway through I heard footsteps behind me. My heart jumped, as I turned around and saw a man standing only few feet away from me.

"Aaaahhhh," I yelled, hoping for somebody to hear.

Without giving it another thought, I tried running away but he grabbed me.  

"HELP!!!!!!!!!," I repeatedly screamed, until he put his sharp knife to me neck.

"Get up," he ordered in a croaky voice. Fearing for my life, I did as I was told.

The moment he lead me into a vacant house, I knew what was going to happen. Immediately I began crying, when we got inside he made me take off my clothes, then forced me to lay down on a dirty mattress. At first I refused, but he grabbed me by my neck and squeezed tightly, I scratched his hand, gasping for air. Finally he let me go and I fell onto the mattress. He held me down and forced my legs open, to stick his manhood into me. As I felt my vagina ripp, tears flooded down my cheeks, he didn't care. He just pumped faster and faster with no remorse and punched me with a wooden plank every time I cried. After about 5 hours he finally left me and I limped out of the house and collasped in the middle of the alley.


Harry's POV


"So Harry what's going on between Taylor and you," Liam asked taking a puff of the joint before passing it to me.

It was about midnight and we were outside getting high, to celebrate school being canceled for the rest of the week. Technical problems with the lights or something.

"Nothing much, she is just so fuckin annoying. The only reason I'm holding on to her is, because it's a good image for me," I admitted.

"Man, you need to grow yourself some balls and dump her," Niall mumbled, while eating his 4th twinkie.

"Look guys, I really don't want to talk about her anymore. Plus, we need to get to my house, before my Mom gets home," I reminded them, taking one last puff before putting the joint out.

"Lets take the shortcut," I said as we walked towards the dark alley.

"Guys look, " Zayn exclaimed, pointing to someone laying in the alley.

As we got closer, I realized it was Kyleah. she was naked and she seemed dead.

"Zayn call the ambulance, now!!!," I ordered, as I took off my jacket to cover her bruised body.

"Why are we helping that bitch," he complained.

"If that was your sister, would you want someone to help her," I asked him.

Of course he couldn't really say anything back. so he pulled out his phone and called the ambulance. Eventually the ambulance arrived and we let them take her. After giving a brief summary of the happenings, we went back to my house. Nevertheless her health wasall I could think. The fact that we used to be friends when we had been small, made me concerned about her. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw her bruised face and couldn't help but feel guilty for beating her up and bullying her all the time. My thoughts were interupted by my phone ringing, it was Mikah, Leah's best friend. We have always been cool, as he is my cousin on my Moms side, so I answered the phone.

H: Hello?

M: Hey, it's Mikah. I am currently in hospital with Leah and she said she wanted to see you, so I was wondering if you could come.

H: Me? 

M:Yes, you. She is very grateful for what you did for her.

H: Um, yeah. I will meet you there in 30 minutes.

M: Okay see you.

H: Okay.

As I hung up the phone, I was happy and didnt know why. Hastily I got dressed, grabbed my keys and headed to the hospital.


Kyleah's POV


"Ms.Andrews, I am Inspector Johnson and this is Police Officer Smith. Would you mind us asking you some questions," the policeman asked, referring to himself and his partner.

"No, of course not," I responded  in a nervous tone, my voice trembling.

"Did the attacker say anything to you during the happening," was the first question they asked.

"Yes, he said that I was lucky to have him and that he had been watching me," I recalled and shuddered.

"Did you see his face," Officer Smith wanted to know. 

"Uhm no, he was wearing a ski mask," I mumbled.

"Okay, we will be back later to talk to you. You might need some rest now," the Inspector replied disappointed, before leaving the room.

Lately everything I had been thinking about was how Harry out of all people had saved my life. I had asked Mikah to invite him to come see me so I could thank him but my hopes weren't too high.

"Hey, I'm back," Mikah said, as he opened the door, Harry right beside him..............



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