When Worlds Collide

CHAPTER SIX
*SOPHIE'S POV*
I woke up the next morning to the sound of snoring. I could feel Harry's leg pushing against mine. I looked over to where he lay next to me, gasping when I saw his hair.
I was shocked at first. Harry looked completely different. His signature curls were gone and in their place was a mop of straight fringe.
I laughed quietly to myself, noting that I was the first person up. I stood up from where I was sleeping and went into the kitchen. I planned on making breakfast for the gang since I woke up early.
I walked into the kitchen, grabbing a knife from the drawer.
*flashback*
My father stared at me from the front door. The five feet between us was littered with beer cans and chewed up pieces of pizza. But besides that there was nothing but tension in the air.
"Shut up and go to your room! You're not to come out until I say so, you understand? I know how to hurt you Sophie and I will if I need to!" My dad screamed.
I screamed back. "Daddy I don't want you to hurt me! Why do you hurt me??"
Tears were streaming down my face. He inched closer, slamming the door behind him.
"Because naughty girls must be punished."
With that he grabbed me by my arm and dragged me up the stairs, throwing me into my tiny room.
"Stay there until tonight do you understand me?!" He yelled, losing his balance with all the alcohol.
"Stay!" And then he collapsed. Right there in front of me.
I screamed in horror and rage, kicking his unconscious body. I hated that man.
I ran to the kitchen and grabbed the biggest knife we had from the drawer.
Screaming I'm agony I cut a gash in my arm. The tears continued to fall, as the blood of my own body trickled out of my arm.
What had I done?
*back to present*
I looked at the small paring knife I held and dropped it with I gasp.
On the floor below me, there were drops of crimson red, staining the wooden floors.
I had done it again.
All of a sudden my body was swaying back and forth, back and forth... I could barely stand. Black dots appeared in my vision, and without anyone there to catch me, I passed out.
*NICOLE'S POV*
I woke up second that morning. I didn't think twice to see if everyone was in the room I just headed upstairs to sleep in my own bed. It was pretty early and all I wanted was to sleep.
If I had known what had happened just minutes before, that morning would have been a lot different.
When I woke back up two hours later, the only person left in the apartment was Jamie, still sound asleep in her room.
I laughed silently to myself, remembering the night before and how Madi and I had taped James to her wall.
I wouldn't have been laughing if I had seen Sophie's lifeless body, lying in the kitchen. I wouldn't be laughing at all.
*NIALL'S POV*
When I woke up that dreadful morning, I headed straight for the bathroom. I came back to where we had bee sleeping to find Sophie passed out on the floor, with Madi cradling her body.
"What the heck is going on here?!" I yelled. I grabbed Sophie's body, pushing Madi away.
"Call a doctor or something I don't know but please. Madi do something!"
She just stood there, hands on hips, not moving a muscle.
"Madi please!"
She took a deep, slow breath and replied.
"Niall, I know how much Sophie means to you. But I'm going to have to take matters into my own hands, okay? She's my friend too. I need you to call an ambulance and wake everybody up."
With that she pushed me away from Sophie, grabbed her back from me and carried her princess style upstairs.
(Dang that girl is strong.)
I was enraged that Madi thought she could just do that, but I did what she asked.
It seemed like Madi knew what she was doing. In times like those I've learned to just go with what I'm told to do.
*ELIZA'S POV*
My baby Sophie was hurt.
When Niall woke me up that morning and told me, well... I've never felt anything worse.
I didn't know what had happened but I was scared. I helped Niall wake everyone up then went upstairs to see how Madi was handling it.
But when I got upstairs, Madi's door was locked, and it was almost silent. I strained my ears to try and hear what was going on, but I heard nothing.
I was scared out of my mind, not knowing what was going on or why my little angel was hurt. But something was wrong.
I just prayed it wouldn't be too bad.

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