The Broken Angels
Chapter 4
I woke up with confusion clouding my vision; I had no idea where I was. I was lying on a random bed I’ve never seen in my life and in an unfamiliar room that seemed pretty big. I quickly looked at my clothes to find myself dressed in the same clothes I wore yesterday making me sigh in relief; at least I knew this person wasn't a rapist or something. The last memory in my mind from yesterday was Niall singing give me love to me then everything went black. I hesitantly got up from the bed I was lying on and made my way out of the room, trying to find any familiar items across the place but of course with no luck. As I was about to go down stairs I heard a voice behind me causing me to scream and turn around, only to be faced with Niall.
“Relax, it’s just me,” he soothed pulling me into a hug.
“W-What happened yesterday?” I asked hoping that his answer would be decent.
“Well, you asked me to sing to you so I started singing and then you fell asleep, I didn’t know where you lived so I brought you back to my house because I didn’t want to wake you up,” Niall replied swiftly, finally assuring me that nothing happened to me yesterday.
“Thank you,” I whispered coming closer to him and embracing him into a hug which he gladly accepted.
“I don’t know what to tell you, no one’s ever been so sweet to me since a very long time,” I stated feeling a tear slip out of my eye.
“Hey, it’s okay,” he wiped away my stray tears.
“Come on let’s go sit somewhere and we can talk about whatever’s bothering you alright?” He asked as I hesitated. I think I trusted Niall, but was I really ready to tell him about my life? What if this is all a big joke and he’s just using me? But Niall wouldn’t do that would he? I really hate these battles with my inner conscience. I think Niall sensed my hesitation as he said,
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to alright? I just wanna help you I promise,” Niall smiled at me faintly, but something about that smile looked in genuine. It seemed as if it was a mask, to hide all the sadness and emotion he’s containing inside him. Something about Niall seemed different, he wasn't like most guys I've met, and he doesn't seem to hang out around people a lot. He always seems quieter than someone normally would be, but I wouldn't be surprised, I mean he did walk out crying out of the forest every day, he really did remind me of myself.
“No, its fine, I need someone to talk to anyways,” I smiled back at him taking his hand as he led me to the living room. Something about his touch was odd though, just attaching my hands to his makes butterflies start to invade my stomach, but I shrugged it off, I’m sure I’m probably hallucinating I sat down on the huge cream coloured sofa patting the spot beside me motioning for Niall to sit down. After he was seated, he signaled for me to start my story.
“M-My parents died when I was eight, since then I've had a very hard life, I used to be so happy with them around me, they always made me feel safe and gave me a fuzzy feeling inside my heart, I really loved my parents, so when they were gone, it was something entirely un predictable, I’ve always thought they’re gonna stay with me till I’m older and married and I would have my kids running around them as they happily cherished their grand children, but I was wrong, when my parents died I was instantly put into foster care, my foster parents were never really fond of me, they never beat me or insulted me, but they've always had a strong disliking towards me so the day I turned eighteen they kicked me out of their house on the conditions that they would pay my school fees and buy me a small house to live in,” I stated flicking my gaze to Niall to make sure he didn’t lose interest.
“I left my foster parent’s house and started a life on my own, I found a decent job that provides me with my basic needs, but, I still couldn’t get over the feeling of loneliness that over whelmed me since my parents died, I’ve always been a silent crier, refusing to show weakness towards anyone, so I’ve been crying myself to sleep for the past eleven years, it’s hard to be alone Niall, to feel like no one’s there for you, it’s also hard to be bullied at school by people who don’t even have anything against you, I’m bullied both physically and verbally by a guy named Todd and his gang, since I’ve met him all he’s ever tried to do was hurt me, I just feel so useless and unloved sometimes, I feel broken and shattered, empty on the inside, it’s like my heart is still beating but I can’t feel it any more Niall, I-I just wish I had someone there for me,” I finished burying my face in my hands, it actually felt good to let everything out.
“It’s okay Carrie, I’ll always be there for you from now on,” Niall whispered rubbing soothing circles on my back.
“You won’t have to be alone anymore love,” he cooed pulling me into his embrace as I inhaled in his scent, the scent that gave me comfort and soothed me. I pulled away looking at Niall to find a tear slipping out of his eye.
“W-Why are you crying?” I asked wiping away his tears.
“You just- You remind me so much of myself,” Niall breathed as I once again pulled him into a hug.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” I asked as he looked up at me with his beautiful eyes, even though they were surrounded with dark red circles I could still see their beauty.
“Maybe later Carrie, maybe later,” he whispered in my ear as I nodded my head, and that was the day I knew I finally had someone by my side, someone to be there for me, someone to call, a friend.
“Relax, it’s just me,” he soothed pulling me into a hug.
“W-What happened yesterday?” I asked hoping that his answer would be decent.
“Well, you asked me to sing to you so I started singing and then you fell asleep, I didn’t know where you lived so I brought you back to my house because I didn’t want to wake you up,” Niall replied swiftly, finally assuring me that nothing happened to me yesterday.
“Thank you,” I whispered coming closer to him and embracing him into a hug which he gladly accepted.
“I don’t know what to tell you, no one’s ever been so sweet to me since a very long time,” I stated feeling a tear slip out of my eye.
“Hey, it’s okay,” he wiped away my stray tears.
“Come on let’s go sit somewhere and we can talk about whatever’s bothering you alright?” He asked as I hesitated. I think I trusted Niall, but was I really ready to tell him about my life? What if this is all a big joke and he’s just using me? But Niall wouldn’t do that would he? I really hate these battles with my inner conscience. I think Niall sensed my hesitation as he said,
“You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to alright? I just wanna help you I promise,” Niall smiled at me faintly, but something about that smile looked in genuine. It seemed as if it was a mask, to hide all the sadness and emotion he’s containing inside him. Something about Niall seemed different, he wasn't like most guys I've met, and he doesn't seem to hang out around people a lot. He always seems quieter than someone normally would be, but I wouldn't be surprised, I mean he did walk out crying out of the forest every day, he really did remind me of myself.
“No, its fine, I need someone to talk to anyways,” I smiled back at him taking his hand as he led me to the living room. Something about his touch was odd though, just attaching my hands to his makes butterflies start to invade my stomach, but I shrugged it off, I’m sure I’m probably hallucinating I sat down on the huge cream coloured sofa patting the spot beside me motioning for Niall to sit down. After he was seated, he signaled for me to start my story.
“M-My parents died when I was eight, since then I've had a very hard life, I used to be so happy with them around me, they always made me feel safe and gave me a fuzzy feeling inside my heart, I really loved my parents, so when they were gone, it was something entirely un predictable, I’ve always thought they’re gonna stay with me till I’m older and married and I would have my kids running around them as they happily cherished their grand children, but I was wrong, when my parents died I was instantly put into foster care, my foster parents were never really fond of me, they never beat me or insulted me, but they've always had a strong disliking towards me so the day I turned eighteen they kicked me out of their house on the conditions that they would pay my school fees and buy me a small house to live in,” I stated flicking my gaze to Niall to make sure he didn’t lose interest.
“I left my foster parent’s house and started a life on my own, I found a decent job that provides me with my basic needs, but, I still couldn’t get over the feeling of loneliness that over whelmed me since my parents died, I’ve always been a silent crier, refusing to show weakness towards anyone, so I’ve been crying myself to sleep for the past eleven years, it’s hard to be alone Niall, to feel like no one’s there for you, it’s also hard to be bullied at school by people who don’t even have anything against you, I’m bullied both physically and verbally by a guy named Todd and his gang, since I’ve met him all he’s ever tried to do was hurt me, I just feel so useless and unloved sometimes, I feel broken and shattered, empty on the inside, it’s like my heart is still beating but I can’t feel it any more Niall, I-I just wish I had someone there for me,” I finished burying my face in my hands, it actually felt good to let everything out.
“It’s okay Carrie, I’ll always be there for you from now on,” Niall whispered rubbing soothing circles on my back.
“You won’t have to be alone anymore love,” he cooed pulling me into his embrace as I inhaled in his scent, the scent that gave me comfort and soothed me. I pulled away looking at Niall to find a tear slipping out of his eye.
“W-Why are you crying?” I asked wiping away his tears.
“You just- You remind me so much of myself,” Niall breathed as I once again pulled him into a hug.
“Do you wanna talk about it?” I asked as he looked up at me with his beautiful eyes, even though they were surrounded with dark red circles I could still see their beauty.
“Maybe later Carrie, maybe later,” he whispered in my ear as I nodded my head, and that was the day I knew I finally had someone by my side, someone to be there for me, someone to call, a friend.
7/31/13