Dear Hanna
Out Of All These Things I've Done, I Think I Love You Better Now
Chapter 12
NIALL'S POV
I pulled away from Dani. She rubbed the side of my arms.
"I can't do this." I said, rubbing my sweaty head.
"Why babe?" She asked.
"I hit my daughter." He said.
"Honey why?" She said.
"I was dumb and drunk." I said, ashamed.
"Well at least that little bitch is gone." She said.
"Excuse me? Don't call my daughter that." I said.
She said, "hmm" and then lit cigarette.
"Dani this isn't working out." She said.
"Fine we're over." She said, blowing smoke in my face.
She pushed my chest and opened the door. I looked down and put my face in my hands. I walked slowly up the stairs like a zombie. I silently opened the door to Ireland's room.
Her pink walls and white bed. I sat on the end of the bed as I ran my hands on the white satin sheets. I laid my head on it as I tried holding back tears.
I couldn't help it. My eyes were instantly watered. Damn you idiot. I smelt the sheets and buried my head. In my mind I pictured her as her fragile figure hit the wall. This made me want to cry more.
Then I saw her in the doorway, begging me for one last good night kiss. I went over and then Dani pulled my face up to hers. I saw Ireland stand there. Sad. I walked down the stairs, carrying Dani bridal style.
Ireland silently turned off the lights. She then crawled into her bed and looked at the frame. The only thing she knew of. Her mother. One that would listen to her worries.
I couldn't handle the thoughts of where Ireland was.
NIALL'S POV
I pulled away from Dani. She rubbed the side of my arms.
"I can't do this." I said, rubbing my sweaty head.
"Why babe?" She asked.
"I hit my daughter." He said.
"Honey why?" She said.
"I was dumb and drunk." I said, ashamed.
"Well at least that little bitch is gone." She said.
"Excuse me? Don't call my daughter that." I said.
She said, "hmm" and then lit cigarette.
"Dani this isn't working out." She said.
"Fine we're over." She said, blowing smoke in my face.
She pushed my chest and opened the door. I looked down and put my face in my hands. I walked slowly up the stairs like a zombie. I silently opened the door to Ireland's room.
Her pink walls and white bed. I sat on the end of the bed as I ran my hands on the white satin sheets. I laid my head on it as I tried holding back tears.
I couldn't help it. My eyes were instantly watered. Damn you idiot. I smelt the sheets and buried my head. In my mind I pictured her as her fragile figure hit the wall. This made me want to cry more.
Then I saw her in the doorway, begging me for one last good night kiss. I went over and then Dani pulled my face up to hers. I saw Ireland stand there. Sad. I walked down the stairs, carrying Dani bridal style.
Ireland silently turned off the lights. She then crawled into her bed and looked at the frame. The only thing she knew of. Her mother. One that would listen to her worries.
I couldn't handle the thoughts of where Ireland was.
FLIPPING UPDATE!
8/20/14