Trembling Hands (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-One

~Niall’s POV~

I wiped the tears away from my eyes, sucked in a deep breath and did what I knew I had to do…

“Brielle didn’t want me to tell anyone else, but her dad is an alcoholic… and he… he… he abused her. She told me about her childhood; her mother died when she was young and since then, her father began drinking and he would hurt her… she was bullied in school and bullied at home, that’s what she has such major self-esteem issues… she didn’t want anyone to know, not even me...” I whimpered, “But don’t you see! She’s going back to him! He could hurt her!” I yelled

All of their mouths dropped in shock, they froze in shock… I knew how they felt…

“Niall, you should have told us about this sooner… try calling her again.” Liam urged

“It keeps going straight to voice mail” I cried

“We need to do something!!!” Harry yelled as he hopped off the couch and started pacing around, “We need to go get her!”

“I agree!” Zayn said

“Well so do I, but she’s a legal adult, we can’t just drag her back by her hair, and we don’t even know where her father lives!” Liam worried

“Good point…” Zayn frowned

“What was her last name again? I can search her online” Louis said

“She told us it wasn’t important remember?” Harry frowned, “If Niall would have just told us all earlier she would have been fine right now, but who knows what’s happening!” he said angrily

“I’m sorry! I didn’t want to break my promise!” I sobbed; great, now I’ve hurt everyone!

“Harry, leave Niall alone, he did the right thing. We’re all upset, and we’re going to find her.” Liam said as he pulled me into a hug, “Louis, call Simon and get the radio station’s number so we can check their recent contest winners; Zayn, start packing some bags; Harry, go book us the next flight to Georgia.” Liam commanded

No one protested they all just did as they were told; we were all determined to find Brielle… I just hope she’s okay…

“Niall, are you alright?” Liam asked as he let go of me

“No… I broke her promise and hurt my best friends and hurt Brielle all in one day! I just… I just didn’t want anything to happen to her! I didn’t think she would go back there!” I cried

“You did the right thing, Niall. Brielle will understand, and at least now if she’s in trouble we can go help her.” Liam comforted.

I didn’t protest, I didn’t let myself cry anymore, I just set my mind of finding Brielle. Everyone was running around like crazy either helping to pack for our trip or trying to find out information, I just helped whenever possible and tried to keep myself together. But the worry was agonizing.

~Brielle’s POV~

We pulled up in front of the house I had grown up in; funny how I could never call it my home… my home is thousands of miles away… I sighed and hopped out of the car, slowly making my way to the little porch that I once had such fond memories on:

*Flashback*

“Mommy, look what I can do!” I yelled proudly as I jumped off the porch step and landed on my feet and turned around to see if she was watching me.

“Wow! Great job, honey! Are you a super girl?” she clapped

“Yes!” I cheered as I ran towards the side of the house and grabbed my dad’s t-shirt off the clothes line, tied it around my neck like a cape, and ran around, pretending to fly.