Where You Are

«PROLOGUE»

"Just run," Niall screamed behind me. So I ran, as fast as I could through the ally way, trying to outrun Niall's opponents. I was limping because of my swollen tummy, flagging down a taxi as I emerged from in between two skyscrapers.

"Take me to 49th and 6," I hurriedly told the Brazilian taxi driver. The car lurched forward, I went backward and I tried to catch my breath.

When I got home, I ran straight upstairs and yelled for mother. My Jersey accent ripped through the house as the evidence of the first round of contractions reached my lips. "Momma! Mom!"

When my mom didn't show I started screaming again, this time a different name. "Niall! Niall!"

I sat on the floor for a good ten minutes holding my stomach, screaming Niall's name.

"Vi!"

"Oh gosh honey, Violette sweetheart are you okay?" Niall's face was bloodied and his knuckles broken as he strokes my face.

"Babies... coming... hospital... please," I managed as another contraction ripped through my abdomen.

"Okay, okay, everything's goin' to be alright honey, were seeing our boys, oh sweetheart," Niall cooed into my ear as we got up from the kitchen floor and we ran out the door.