By Her Side
Chapter 2
Clara's POV:
I woke up still in Niall's arms just as the sun was setting and his room looked perfect. "Niall wake up." I said poking his tummy. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled at me. "Sleep good?" He asked sleepily. I nodded my head yes and cuddled back into him. "Why'd you wake me up if you were just going to cuddle with me again?" He asked laughing a little. "I wanted you awake." I said looking up at him. I scooted away so I could look at him better and he pouted. "Oh sush Horan lets talk." I said nudging him. "About what?" He asked. "Anything." "Alright well since it's Friday and we aren't going to school tomorrow your spending the night here." He said to me. "Why is that?" I asked. "Cause I'm not letting you go back to your house." He said gesturing towards my house. "Niall I'll be fine." I said not really knowing if that was true. He sighed and nodded his head, "If anything happens or your in trouble text or call me and I'll come get you right away." "Okay." I said back. "Promise?" He asked holding out his pinkie. I laughed and wrapped my pinkie around his.
Niall and I walked down stairs and saw all the boys. "Where'd the girls go?" Niall asked "Claire and Makenzie went home, Leatha is in the bathroom." Harry said back. Niall nodded and sat down. "I'm gunna go home." I said to Niall. "Can I walk you home?" He asked. "Niall its like 10 feet away I'll be okay." I said. "Please?" He begged. I sighed and let him come with me. "Im really scared your going to be hurt." He said looking down as we walked. "I've handled my dad before Niall." I said back. "I know but it's still scary." He said quietly. I sighed and hugged him when we got to my front door. He hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek before walking back. I took a deep breathe before walking into my house.
When I walked in it was a mess pictures and vases were broken and furniture was everywhere. "Clara is that you?" I heard my mum call. "Yeah where are you mum?" I asked starting to panic. "In the kitchen." She called back. I walked in and saw her cleaning. "Did he hurt you?" I asked as I walked in. She shook her head no and kept cleaning. "Need help?" I asked. She shook her head no again and i started to walk out to the living room to clean up in there. "Be careful tonight though, your dad went out drinking." She said to me from the kitchen. I knew what that meant. Every time my dad went out drinking he'd come back and beat one of us. Normally me because he still claimed to "love" my mother. "Mum why don't you just divorce the fucker?!" I screamed getting mad. "Clara you know why we don't have the money!" She yelled in defense.
I went up to my room and laid on my bed. I pulled the pillow to my chest and cried. I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out. *Why were you and your mom yelling?* Niall texted me. *I told her to divorce my dad.* I texted back. I put my phone down and got up from my bed. I went over to the dresser and pulled out my razor blade. I went to my bed and sat down with them. *Don't use them please.* Niall texted me. *Don't use what?* *Your blades I saw you grab them put them back.* I looked out the window behind me and saw Niall sitting on his bed. I then realized Niall has seen every time I cut myself. I called Niall immediately. "Hello?" "Niall I never realized you could see into my bedroom how much have you seen?!" I asked. "I try not to look when you do sexual things..." He drifted off. "OH MY GOD!" I yelled embarrassed. "Im sorry Clara I should have told you." "It's okay Niall, how many times have you seen me cut?" I asked quietly. "Lots." He said sadly. "Why didn't you do anything until now?" I asked. "I didn't think you'd listen." I sat there for a minute not saying anything. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah." I sighed. "Please don't cut tonight." He begged me. I looked over to his room to see him crying. "I wont." I said putting the blade down. "Thank you." He said. I nodded at him and hung up.
I laid down on my bed and put in my headphones and listened to music for hours. I had lost track of time when I heard the front door slam and my dad yell for me. I instantly started to cry as I knew what was coming. I sat up and looked over to Niall. He was sitting on his bed playing his guitar. I quickly pulled out my phone and texted him *Help*. I watched as he pulled out his phone and his expression change. When he looked up at me my dad came into my room. "CLARA!" He screamed and I started to cry more. "Why didn't you help your mother pick up the mess?!!!?" He yelled again drunk. "She told me not to." I said quietly. "Worthless!" He yelled as he hit me across the face. He repeated that I was a slut and stupid and ugly and every other terrible thing you could think of and beat me till I was numb. Finally he got tired and left. I had stopped crying. I had stop screaming. Now I was laying on the floor numb not feeling a thing. Not feeling the blood from my face and mouth. Not feeling the bruises being to form. I heard my phone vibrate and was able to move myself close enough to my bed to grab it. *Are you okay?* the text was from Niall. *Come get me I can't feel anything* I texted him back.
After a few minutes I heard my window open. "Clara where are you?" Niall whispered. "Here." I said weakly. He climbed in and picked me up. He got out of my house closed my window and took me over to his house. His mum was sitting in the living room when he carried me in. "Clara dear are you okay?" She asked, she sounded like she had been crying. I nodded and clung onto Niall. "Im gunna go clean her up." Niall said and took me to his bathroom. He set me down on the counter and cleaned up my cuts. "Do you want to shower?" He asked. I nodded my head and he started to leave. "Niall." I called weakly. "Yes?" He turned around. "I cant stand alone." I said shyly. He came back in and took off his clothes. He then came over to me and helped me off the counter. "Are you comfortable with this?" He asked me. "Yes of course your my best friend." I said back. He nodded and took off my clothes until I had nothing on. He then took off his boxers and helped me into the shower. He turned on the water and made it warm. "Feel okay?" He asked and I nodded. He washed my hair for me and washed my body. I was impressed he wasnt hard or turned on. Niall got me out of the shower and dried me off. He put a pair of his boxers on me and put one of his shirts on me. He slipped into a pair of boxers and laid down with me. "Feeling better love?" He asked cuddling me. I nodded feeling relaxed. "Go to sleep I'll protect you." He said and with that I fell into a deep sleep
I woke up still in Niall's arms just as the sun was setting and his room looked perfect. "Niall wake up." I said poking his tummy. His eyes opened slowly and he smiled at me. "Sleep good?" He asked sleepily. I nodded my head yes and cuddled back into him. "Why'd you wake me up if you were just going to cuddle with me again?" He asked laughing a little. "I wanted you awake." I said looking up at him. I scooted away so I could look at him better and he pouted. "Oh sush Horan lets talk." I said nudging him. "About what?" He asked. "Anything." "Alright well since it's Friday and we aren't going to school tomorrow your spending the night here." He said to me. "Why is that?" I asked. "Cause I'm not letting you go back to your house." He said gesturing towards my house. "Niall I'll be fine." I said not really knowing if that was true. He sighed and nodded his head, "If anything happens or your in trouble text or call me and I'll come get you right away." "Okay." I said back. "Promise?" He asked holding out his pinkie. I laughed and wrapped my pinkie around his.
Niall and I walked down stairs and saw all the boys. "Where'd the girls go?" Niall asked "Claire and Makenzie went home, Leatha is in the bathroom." Harry said back. Niall nodded and sat down. "I'm gunna go home." I said to Niall. "Can I walk you home?" He asked. "Niall its like 10 feet away I'll be okay." I said. "Please?" He begged. I sighed and let him come with me. "Im really scared your going to be hurt." He said looking down as we walked. "I've handled my dad before Niall." I said back. "I know but it's still scary." He said quietly. I sighed and hugged him when we got to my front door. He hugged me tightly and kissed my cheek before walking back. I took a deep breathe before walking into my house.
When I walked in it was a mess pictures and vases were broken and furniture was everywhere. "Clara is that you?" I heard my mum call. "Yeah where are you mum?" I asked starting to panic. "In the kitchen." She called back. I walked in and saw her cleaning. "Did he hurt you?" I asked as I walked in. She shook her head no and kept cleaning. "Need help?" I asked. She shook her head no again and i started to walk out to the living room to clean up in there. "Be careful tonight though, your dad went out drinking." She said to me from the kitchen. I knew what that meant. Every time my dad went out drinking he'd come back and beat one of us. Normally me because he still claimed to "love" my mother. "Mum why don't you just divorce the fucker?!" I screamed getting mad. "Clara you know why we don't have the money!" She yelled in defense.
I went up to my room and laid on my bed. I pulled the pillow to my chest and cried. I felt my phone vibrate and pulled it out. *Why were you and your mom yelling?* Niall texted me. *I told her to divorce my dad.* I texted back. I put my phone down and got up from my bed. I went over to the dresser and pulled out my razor blade. I went to my bed and sat down with them. *Don't use them please.* Niall texted me. *Don't use what?* *Your blades I saw you grab them put them back.* I looked out the window behind me and saw Niall sitting on his bed. I then realized Niall has seen every time I cut myself. I called Niall immediately. "Hello?" "Niall I never realized you could see into my bedroom how much have you seen?!" I asked. "I try not to look when you do sexual things..." He drifted off. "OH MY GOD!" I yelled embarrassed. "Im sorry Clara I should have told you." "It's okay Niall, how many times have you seen me cut?" I asked quietly. "Lots." He said sadly. "Why didn't you do anything until now?" I asked. "I didn't think you'd listen." I sat there for a minute not saying anything. "You okay?" He asked. "Yeah." I sighed. "Please don't cut tonight." He begged me. I looked over to his room to see him crying. "I wont." I said putting the blade down. "Thank you." He said. I nodded at him and hung up.
I laid down on my bed and put in my headphones and listened to music for hours. I had lost track of time when I heard the front door slam and my dad yell for me. I instantly started to cry as I knew what was coming. I sat up and looked over to Niall. He was sitting on his bed playing his guitar. I quickly pulled out my phone and texted him *Help*. I watched as he pulled out his phone and his expression change. When he looked up at me my dad came into my room. "CLARA!" He screamed and I started to cry more. "Why didn't you help your mother pick up the mess?!!!?" He yelled again drunk. "She told me not to." I said quietly. "Worthless!" He yelled as he hit me across the face. He repeated that I was a slut and stupid and ugly and every other terrible thing you could think of and beat me till I was numb. Finally he got tired and left. I had stopped crying. I had stop screaming. Now I was laying on the floor numb not feeling a thing. Not feeling the blood from my face and mouth. Not feeling the bruises being to form. I heard my phone vibrate and was able to move myself close enough to my bed to grab it. *Are you okay?* the text was from Niall. *Come get me I can't feel anything* I texted him back.
After a few minutes I heard my window open. "Clara where are you?" Niall whispered. "Here." I said weakly. He climbed in and picked me up. He got out of my house closed my window and took me over to his house. His mum was sitting in the living room when he carried me in. "Clara dear are you okay?" She asked, she sounded like she had been crying. I nodded and clung onto Niall. "Im gunna go clean her up." Niall said and took me to his bathroom. He set me down on the counter and cleaned up my cuts. "Do you want to shower?" He asked. I nodded my head and he started to leave. "Niall." I called weakly. "Yes?" He turned around. "I cant stand alone." I said shyly. He came back in and took off his clothes. He then came over to me and helped me off the counter. "Are you comfortable with this?" He asked me. "Yes of course your my best friend." I said back. He nodded and took off my clothes until I had nothing on. He then took off his boxers and helped me into the shower. He turned on the water and made it warm. "Feel okay?" He asked and I nodded. He washed my hair for me and washed my body. I was impressed he wasnt hard or turned on. Niall got me out of the shower and dried me off. He put a pair of his boxers on me and put one of his shirts on me. He slipped into a pair of boxers and laid down with me. "Feeling better love?" He asked cuddling me. I nodded feeling relaxed. "Go to sleep I'll protect you." He said and with that I fell into a deep sleep
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