my old bullies boyfriend (famous Niall Horan fan fic)

Sarah-Jayne got bullied alot through out primary school by the same girl and when she got to high school she thought that everything would be different, a fresh start. what happens when she meets her old bully 4 years later? does what she thought was burried deep in her mind, all the tourcher, and fear come back? or will Sarah forgive her and become friends? what happens when she meets a new guy, but she finds out that it's her old bullies boyfriend? find out in My old bullies byfriend (famous Niall Horan fan fic)...
Copyright 2014


22. telling them

We all sat at in the living room when auntie Jessy brought me a glass of water. I was given time to calm down and get myself together so they would understand me without me saying one word between sobs.

"ok Sarah, can you tell me what happened?"

I took a sip from my drink refusing to look up. When I did. I scanned the room and looked at the concern on everyone’s face.


Liam said, trying not to sound pushy.

"when mum died. Dad made me walk into town and buy him beer. If I didn’t have any money he made me steel it. If I came home with none then he started to… hurt me. but it really started right after mum died. I was at a camp and when I came home I found a little six year old girl in my room. I didn’t know who she was and I asked her what she was doing in my room and she told me that her father put her there and said to not make a sound or he would do what he did to her mother. I asked her who her father was and she said it was the mean man downstairs that killed her mother. That hurt me so much that dad cheated on mum and the woman had a child. Yet Steve killed her mother, it wouldn’t surprise me if he poisoned mum before she died to. I had a half sister and she was locked in my basement for a week then was moved up to my room. I walked down stairs to where dad was and he saw me with the girl and he said ‘meet Denise. She’s your half sister.’ He managed to say to me through his slurs. I was so enraged I yelled at him saying things like, why did you cheat on mum? Where’s her mother? Why was she in our basement? And he walked over to me and bent over so we were face to face and answered all my questions then he stood up and slapped me across the face and grab me by hair and threw me up the stairs. I tried to stand back up, but I couldn’t and he was up the stairs before I could get up and he grabbed me by the hair again and I couldn’t get up in time so I was literally dragged to my room. I was tied to my bed post and he brought Denise up and made me watch as he beat her to death. He told me that I had it coming for years and that I was an accident."

Everyone sat there looking at me. most had tears in there eyes. Which made me tear up again. They all ran up and hugged me. Jessy was in shock to know that her niece was being abused by her brother in law. Paul recorded it all on camera to give to police and get it sent to Australia so Steve can be put away. I decide to turn around and show them all, including the camera, my scars. I told Paul about my idea and he thought it was a good idea. So he turns on the camera again and I show them my back and tell them what happened and why he didn’t kill me. I told them how he use to turn the hot plate on and press my back to it. He has gotten the shovel for the fire and placed it on the fire until it was red hot and he would pelt me with it on my back, like I was a baseball and the shovel was the bat. I told them I was bullied as well and the way that Hannah use to punch and kick me when I was my most vunerable, weakest and off my guard. All the pain, physical and mental that I went through. Steve even went to the trouble of locking me in the basement all of the school holidays like a rat trapped at the bottom of a sewer. He accidentally burned my neck, not as bad as my back and I went to school and a teacher saw and asked what happened. So I told her a lie and sounded convincing, she bought it.

"that wasn’t the worst that had happened to me."

I said out loud over the top of everyone and everyone went dead silent. My voice seemed to shake and echo through out the house.

"what could be worse than that?"

Paul asked me. everyone looked at each other with worry. Then auntie Jessy looked like she might know what happened. She opened her mouth to speak and everyone looked at her.

"Sarah, the only thing you haven’t mentioned that he did to you was that he raped you. Honey, did he rape you?"

I couldn’t look at anyone let alone answer. I just broke out in more tears. I could hear my father’s voice.

"you’re so weak. You cry like a wus and you are just so weak. I should of killed you when I killed Denise. I could of made it look like an accident to." That’s when he starts laughing in his evil cruel laughter that sounds like a crazed lunatic.

I heard crying from other people. I looked up and all I saw was arms. Everyone came up and hugged me. when they pulled back I could see who was crying. It was all of them. Even Paul.

"how could someone do that to a human. Especially if the victim is there own flesh and blood! What else happened Sarah?"

Niall was furious and scared me just a little. I'm not sure why I trust him. Or anyone else in this house (besides Jessy of course) really. I don’t know them, yet one of them is my boyfriend and the rest I guess I could call my best friends. They are the nicest people I’ve met in a long time. But is trusting him now going to be enough in the long run?

I quivered a little when he said that because he was starting to sound and look like my father. He noticed that to.

"oh, love I'm sorry, did I scare you?"
he said in his sweet voice again.

"that’s it. He use to repeatedly rape me, get his belt and hit me with it, the welts went away just before I came here. But mainly what I said. On a weekly basis though. But he would bash me every day."

Paul recorded the entire thing until the very end.

"I'm done. There’s nothing more that I can say than that."

I got up and went to my room and laid in my bed with the covers up to my chin and I rolled to my side staring at nothing. I didn’t care if it was hot. The covers gave me comfort and security and I felt cold as a stone when I was talking. I was to afraid to sleep, incase he came back in my dreams. So I laid there thinking of anything and everything. Not wanting to leave this room again, until he is locked away for good. I don’t want anyone in or out of this room until then.

It’s been days since I told everyone what happened, and I still haven’t left my room. Everyone comes in and sits with me and tries to talk to me but I just lay there not listening, even to Niall and Jessy. I feel like I'm sleeping beauty in a trance rather than a deep sleep, that only the locking up of my cruel father can break, that’s my prince Charmings kiss. The only time I move is when I need the bathroom and when I'm hungry. I go down to the kitchen and eat, then walk right back up to my room for another day. My legs are weak when I walk because I haven’t walk all day and I feel frail vunerable and, well, weak. I feel as if I would collapse any second, and with every step I take it feels as if he’s pulling my legs down and down closer to hell, where he belongs, but I don’t belong anywhere near that sick minded fuck! But today I feel like letting off some anger. I get out of bed, get in the shower, throw my extremely dirty clothes in the laundry and get fresh, clean clothes and fix my hair and walk down to the kitchen and eat my lunch and walk to the music room. I sit at the piano thinking of what to sing about. Then one of the perfect songs for my stuggle hits me. I walk over to the computer and put in the instrumental version of the song and start singing.

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