Hell Is My New Home *Trying To Escape Sequel*

It’s been two months since Riley made her choice. Anna is still hanging around, only for Riley though. Riley is trying to convince her to go home, to be with her family and Tristan. Things are still basically the same, except Lou and Riley have talked. They -mostly Riley- don't want to strangle each other in their sleep. Still, their not on good terms. There's some stuff Lou isn't telling her, though. Zayn is oblivious to Riley's relationship with Liam, but Riley likes it that way. She's scared if Zayn finds out he'll hurt Liam. Not that she thinks he can't look after himself, it's just that Zayn is considerably bigger than him, and they've been down that road before. She's afraid this time she won't be able to intervene, and he'll get seriously hurt. Riley's not ready to take that risk. Liam's the only one there for her. Also, Riley isn't exactly 'comfortable' letting Christopher grow up with the lads. But she can't live without Liam, so she stays. **READ TRYING TO ESCAPE FIRST**


1. Wake Me Up -Ed Sheeran




   "I-I think I might love you," I managed to stutter out, bowing my head; not wanting to meet his gaze. Two soft fingers caught the underside of my chin, lifting my head back up.


   "I might love you too." Those five words washed all my worries away, allowing relief to flood my body. A pair of soft lips met mine, and in that moment I knew who I wanted. It was Liam. Slowly, I pulled away.


   "Actually, I don't think, I know." I chose. My decision has been made. Liam was my one and only.


  "Me too." He replied. The moment was now perfect. All other thoughts disappeared. Liam was all I needed. My world was complete. He was -is- my one and only. The only one I need, ever.







    That was two months ago. Now, I'm coiled up on the couch, watching 'The Lion King' with Anna and Christopher. Well, Anna and I were watching 'The Lion King', Christopher's asleep. I swear he only sleeps when I'm awake. Any other time he's screaming or crying for two main reasons. Either, he's hungry, or he's made a mess of his diaper. I took this rare moment of peace and quiet as a golden opportunity to get some decent sleep. Much to my luck, Louis walked down the stairs screaming my name, over and over, as if I was some type of deaf person. Well, there goes my sleep fot the week.


    "Lou, shut the fuck up," I hissed. "If I can't get some sleep, at least let him get some." He immediately shut up. What's up with him? He's been acting... what's the word? Different. Yes, that'll do. After our talk last month, while Liam was watching Christopher, he started treating me like a person. An actual person. Where as, anywhere between eleven and two and a half months ago, he wouldn't even look at me, without disgist and hatred emitting from his stare. I brushed it off and resumed my sad attempt at falling asleep.


    Once again I was in-between sleep and, well, not sleep, when he decided to try and get my attention again. This time, though, he didn't yell, nor raise his voice in any manner that might wake Christopher. He went for a different approach: whisper yelling. Simple, but affective. It may just be the most annoying method of catching someone's attention ever in the history of getting someone's attention. Since it's a cross between a whisper and a yell, you can't tell the person to quiet down, nor to speak up, because they have simply found the perfect volume in-between yelling and whispering, giving you no choice but to acknowledge them. Well, I chose not to. I just nodded, like the inconsiderate bitch I am. "Do you want me to watch Christopher while you sleep?" He asked. My attention was now not directed towards that of sleep, but towards the humanly, and kind gesture of Louis. It was seriously starting to freak me out. Three months ago, Louis would've had no problem hanging me over a pit of wet cement, and leaving me to leisurely sink in. But now, he acted like he actually cared. I was dumbfounded my his sincerity. So much so, that my mouth was left agape, allowing no words to slip.


    "S-Sure?" I stuttered confused at to why Lou wanted to be nice. Especially to me. Anna was just as confused as I was. She had her mouth open and popcorn spilling out. Attractive... "Just, keep him safe?" I asked unsure of the reaction I would get out of this simple question.


    "Always." He whispered, before kissing my forehead. Just like the old Lou. Caring, loving, humane. It reminded me of before he left. Every night before I would go to sleep he would come in.






    "Night, princess." Louis whispered in my ear. Lou always did this. He always came in right before I went to sleep, to check up on me, and ask if I needed anything. Of course I never did. "Do you need anything? Or do you want me to stay incase dad comes back, or..." He trailed off. I giggle and shook my head 'no', as always. "Okay, night, princess." He said before positioning himself at the foot of my bed. This was like a routine. He always stayed, just 'til I fell asleep, then left. It helped me sleep, and made me feel safe. For once.


    "Lou?" I asked. He nodded, urging me to continue. "Keep me safe?" I finished timidly, even though I already knew the answer I was always afraid it would change, and he would let me get hurt. He cracked a small small at my repetitive question.


    "Always." He replied, then leaned down and kissed my forehead. "I'll always keep you safe." He whispered.



    *flashback end*



    Come to think of it, this Lou is almost the same as old Lou. Small tears collected at the base of my eye, daring to spill over. Soon following, a lump in my throat began to form. Quicly, I swallowed, refusing to allowing my to cry in front of him. I was to slow though. A small tear slipped, and cascaded down my face. "What wrong princess?" That alone, was enough to send me over the edge. Moere tears started to collect, and the lumo in my throat reappeared. This time bigger then ever. One by one the tears started to flow. What started as few lead to many, and before long I was unable to sustain my composure, letting the tears flow freely.


    He's leading you on! A voice in my head screamed. He wants you to think he's changed, so it hurts that much more, when he hurts you, again!


    As much as I wanted to believe my head, I just couldn't. But I had to. I can't trust him, not yet. "D-Don't call, call me th-that." I sobbed. I can't forgive him! I know he hasn't changed, it's just three or four years of calling me that catching up to him. He doesn't care. He'll just hurt me, and it'll hurt so much more because I was naïve enough to believe he had changed. "Don't c-call me pr-princess. You-ou don't c-care, so stop-op pretending!" I screamed through tears. Anna sat across the room giving me a sympathetic look. She was the only one who new. The only one who knew he called me that before, before he... changed. All the boys were out. Thank god! Well, accept Liam.... great..! He came rushing downstairs, and was by my side in seconds.


    "Sh, love. What's wrong?" He asked in a calm, caring voice, whilst rubbing my back. If only he knew. But I can't tell him. Not yet, at least. He continued rubbing my back trying to calm down my sobs that were currently ruining his shirt. Anna came over and grabbed a now crying Christopher, bouncing him against her chest attempting to calm him as well. A few minutes later I calmed down enough to speak. I didn't exactly trust my voice, but it was all I had.


    "L-Liam, I-I can't d-do this anymore-ore," I hiccuped. "He lea-eads me t-to believe he c-cares, but I don't want, want to be-e broken again. I-I ju-ust can't do-o this any-anymore." My grip on Liam's shirt got tighter, as I didn't want to let go of him. Ever. Over my shoulder was a Lou, who looked genuinely hurt, and sorry. That's a bridge that had been broken a long time ago. A bridge I'm not ready to rebuild. "S-Sorry Lou-ou. I'm just no-ot ready yet. You can still-ill watch him though. That i-is if you wa-ant." His eyes perked up, and he nodded profusely. A small smile worked it's way into my lips. I gave him a hug before returning to the safe confines of Liam's arms.


    My eyes fluttered and a large yawn escaped the enclosure of my lips. "C'mon, love. Lets get you to bed." Liam offered. I slowly nodded while rubbing my eyes. Liam placed his arms in the arch of my back, and in the bend of my knee, lifting me up bridal style. My arms tangled themselves around his neck, and my lips wandered over to his cheek, giving him a small peck. Lou looked at us strange, while Anna giggled. I ignored them both, finding myself lost in the sea of creamy chocolate, Liam calls his eyes.


    Upon arriving in his room, Liam gently laid me down on his bed, tucking me in, and kissing my cheek, before attempting to walk out. But, even when I'm half asleep, my reflexes are wide awake. I grabbed Liam's wrist restricting him from leaving. I wanted him to stay. To hold me. To make me feel safe. To let me fall asleep in his arms. "Please stay. I need you." I whispered. Well, pleaded. A smirk rolled onto his lips, before allowing himself to agree. He crawled in the bed right next to me, and kissed the top of my head, while wrapping his arms securely around my waist. "I love you." I whispered, pecking his lips.


    "I love you too," he whispered back. "Now, sleep beautiful. You deserve it, being on 'mom duty' all the time." He finished, still whipering.


   I  haven't quite sorted out my feeling for being called a mom. I didn't know if I like it or not. Yes, of course, I love Christopher more than anything in the world. But, being called a mom was still new to me, and it felt strange. That's all.




So, hope you like the first chapter of the sequel! Yes, I am aware it's like a month early, but I just couldn't wait that long! Uh, I don't know when I'll be able update against, though... Sorry! Tell me what you think! Anyway, I'm failing Spanish... Oh well! And I have a broken wrist. Yup, that's what you get when you fall down half a flight of stairs..... Clumsy me! No, like, seriously, I was walking downstairs and my sisters doll was like right where I stepped, and it slid out from under my foot, and I fell down the rest of the stairs! I also got stitches on my chin, and elbow. But, whatever! I'm goinng to Disney this weekend, so I won't be able to update, so you'll just have to beg Calicocalyoso to do it! So, yeah, Also, because Karmas feeling extra bitchy this week, I almost got suspended for punching some kid, and dislocating his jaw in the process at recess. Um, I'd rather not go into detail. So, yeah my week kinda sucks... but this weekend'll be better! Hopefully. Uh, bye. Mwah! ~Charlotte xx


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