I do not own One Direction. Simple as that. And it gets a little violent, but really not that much. (no blood or broken bones)
Chapter Two
Vanessa's point of View
"Where's my daughter?" Oh god. He's here. My hands shook, and Harry noticed.
"Is that your father?" Louis looked concerned at my frightful face. "Step-father." I said, my voice wavering. "My real father died when I was a little girl, and my mother re-married a couple years after. My stepfather, Ray, pretended to be all kind and sweet, a perfect new man for my mom. But when they got married, he turned all sorts of evil." A tear leaked out as I remembered all the bruises I had to cover up and lie about to my mother. Harry brushed the tear of my face, and I half-smiled at him. "He never shows it to my mom though, she has a double black belt and could beat his ass out of the house before he could even try to explain." I laughed sadly, because I knew it would never happen. I could still hear shouting farther down the hall, and knew the doctors were trying to calm him down.
"To get away from Ray, I moved up here, saying that this was my favorite college. I haven't seen him for a while; I try to avoid him whenever I can. I haven't gone to the past Christmas party because he would be there; I had said I had the flu and was just going to stay home for the holidays. I couldn't stand to see my mother realize that her lovely kind husband was beating me up every other day, so I just left. I only go to see her when he's out. I have been trying to avoid him, and I know, from past experience, that he doesn't like when I do that." I shuddered as another bull-like roar blew through the halls. Harry and Louis looked concerned and I whispered jokingly,
"So, we should probably get out of here." They laughed, and just then Liam, Niall, Zayn, and a doctor came in. "Is that man a relative of yours?" The doctor asked, and I nodded.
"Unfortunately. He's my stepfather, and he's come to find me. But I don't want to see him. Is there any way for me to leave without him noticing?" The doctor nodded and said "One second." He pulled of the straps of my hospital bed and handed me my other clothes back. I quickly changed, and then the doctor motioned for us to follow him.
We followed the doctor quickly and quietly through the halls, getting farther away from my stepfather, and towards a side exit. My hip ached with every step, but I ignored it as best as I could. As we were about to get out, I heard a voice yell out, and I glanced over my shoulder. I stumbled in fear as I saw my stepfather looking in my direction and coming towards me. My hip reared in pain and I winced, and it was loud enough for the boys to hear. The boys and the doctor turned to look, and all gasped.
"We need to run!" I shouted, and the boys agreed. I started to run and fell as my hip screamed. Harry caught me and lifted me up in his arms.
"I got you." He said and we started running for the exit, but my father was faster. He ran up next to Harry and grabbed my arm. He yanked me roughly out of Harry's grip and pulled me away into another hallway. He slammed the doors apart and then threw me against a wall. I screamed out in pain and looked into Ray's face. Ray was a giant; he stood up to about seven feet. "Oh hey Ray, you look… bigger." I whispered and Ray laughed. "Steroids. They're great, aren't they?" I struggled to get out of his grip as I called out for help. I tried to bring up a knee to his stomach, but he caught it and said, "Bad girl, Nessa. You know you can't fight; that's my job." I cringed at his nickname for me and told him to go to hell. He spit in my face and punched me in the stomach and asked me if I had anything else to say. I whimpered in pain and shook my head.
Suddenly, a door flew open and a group of policemen came in, followed by the boys. Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn and the cops pulled Ray off me and injected him with a tranquilizer shot. Harry grabbed me away from Ray's reach, and we watched as Ray whispered something as he drifted off to sleep, about "payback" and "I'll get you later" and then lost consciousness. I sobbed into Harry's shoulder as he held me and calmed me down. After the doctors checking to make sure there were no more broken bones from my newest accident, we left the hospital and went to my place. On the way, Liam asked if he and the rest of the boys, plus Paul for just a little while, could stay at my place. Of course, I accepted, and asked why they were in Bailey, Ellsworth in the first place.
He explained, "The fans were getting a little crazy and sneaking into our houses. We knew there were less people here, so less publicity and less crazy fans." I smiled and said, "Well here's one fan, but I promise I'm not crazy." I felt much better once I knew I wouldn't have to be alone for a while. "How long do you want to stay?" I hoped it was for a long time, but I knew they were famous; they couldn't just disappear. Liam looked for assistance at the other guys. Zayn spoke up, "I think for a couple of months. Paul said there was a small recording studio in center of the town, and that we could record our second album while we're here. We can also go to a couple of interviews, maybe once a month, to make sure no one forgets about us." Zayn joked around, but Niall looked worried. "Could they really forget us?" I smiled kindly and hugged. "How could anyone forget such beauties like yourselves?" All the boys blushed except Harry, who put his arm around me and said, "I knew that's what you thought about me." I blushed and snuggled into him. The rest of the boys gave Harry looks and then changed the subject.
When we got to my apartment, I showed them around. "Well, this is my place! It's on the bigger side; I normally have two other roommates but they are both with their families. One of them, Rebecca, is on a romantic vacation with her boyfriend of three years," I rolled my eyes dramaticly, "and my other roommate, Aubrey, is visiting her father, who has phemonia." I led Zayn and Niall into Rebecca's room.
"You're lucky Aubrey moved all her crap out of the house while going to see her parents; she said she's probably staying there for a while and she might have to transfer out of our college." I stuck up my bottom lip and pouted, and Niall gave me a hug. I hugged him back and then left them to unpack. I gave Liam, Louis, and Harry the other room that belonged to Rebecca and made them promise that they wouldn't go through her stuff. Liam went to call Paul and the rest of the boys took a quick nap, because they all were jet lagged and tired out. I called my boss and told her I was okay and back in work as soon as possible, and then went to make ramen noodles.
Hmmm, is that Varry romance I smell? I loved writing this chapter, and I am in the process of writing the next chapter! Please review. And, yeah it wasn't that violent.