Chapter 11

  "Is she going to be okay?" "Yeah she'll be okay." "What are we going to do?" "I'm not sure yet, but I know she's not safe at home."

  I awoke to voices talking quietly outside the closed bedroom door. I slowly opened my eyes to find Niall was gone and I was curled under the covers close to the edge of the bed. I slid over so I wouldn't fall off again and replay the events of last night and rubbed the sleep from my eyes.

  The door opened and I looked up to be met with dazzling bright blue eyes. "Good you're awake. You hungry?" He smiled sweetly at me and the thought of food made my stomach growl. I nodded like a child still rubbing my eyes sleepily. I heard a light chuckle then the door closed leaving me alone to wake up.

  Throwing the covers off I forgot about my left arm, wincing and grabbing ahold of it. My arm reminded me of my ankle so I looked down at it. It was swollen and it had a slight tint of purple to it. I groaned and tried standing up, wincing as pressure was placed on my left ankle. I took a deep breath and moved forward as slowly as possible. My walk quickly turned into a limp as I made my way across the hall into the bathroom. I closed the door, locking it and looked up into the mirror.

  My hair looked like a rat's nest of curls, my eyes were red and puffy, and my face wore an exhausted expression. This wasn't me at all. I normally put on a bright and happy facade and this showed what I felt like most of the time on the inside. This side of me was not okay for the world to see.

  I combed through my curly hair with my fingers and some water. It calmed down the frizz and looked halfway decent. I was about to pin up half of it away from my face when I realized that I didn't have any bobby pins. I then remembered that I don't have any makeup or clothes or anything of mine for that matter. The only thing I have is my phone. Oh my gosh. I have my phone! I could just call Megan to get me out of here! I can't believe I didn't think of this sooner! Wait. I don't have a clue where I am.

  I groaned, opening the door and limping with my shoulders slumped as I made my way down the stairs. I walked slowly into the kitchen wanting to prolong conversation as long as possible. Niall was sitting at one of the stools and his eyes turned up to watch me enter. Harry was busy cooking something over the stove and didn't notice my presence.

  "Good morning." Harry said, never looking up from the pan. I guess he did notice that I came in the room. "Morning." There is nothing good about this morning, I thought to myself. I took a seat next to Niall and waited patiently for the delicious smelling food. Harry served breakfast which consisted of eggs and bacon. Yum. My favorite.

  I smiled lightly and dug in. I was halfway through my meal before I paused to speak up. "Can I go home now?" I heard a deep sigh of frustration. "No. You're going to be staying here for a while." "What?! Why?! I've never done anything to you guys! Why are you doing this to me!?" I was frustrated and slammed my fork onto my now empty plate for emphasis, looking angrily at Niall. "It's for your own safety." I rolled my eyes. "There's nothing wrong with my safety. Just let me go home. Please." "You don't understand do you?" I groaned throwing my hands up in the air before slamming them down on the table. "I wish somebody would just explain what I apparently don't understand!" Niall met my eyes and looked sympathetically at me. I furrowed my brows in confusion.

  "There are people out to get you."

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