Shattered

Angelica's P.O.V-

"Liam isn't my brother, well he is, but... I'm also his mother..." I didn't want to open my eyes. I didn't want to see their disgusted faces. I didn't want to be judged like I was in school. I didn't want to see Liam cry, I couldn't. So I just ran, like I always do when I'm too scared to face my problems. I ran out of the house and into the woods. I wanted to just run and never be found. I wanted to vanish or disappear. I wanted to die honestly. I knew that things would be different from now on.

I felt the need to tell them. It's hard to keep a secret for six years when you know it's out there or it's right next to you. It was hard to keep my dirty little secret from Liam, he's too young, even though he's mature and has been through a lot, this is too much. This would just make his hate for father grow, and I wanted him to some day forgive our father so that I can forgive him as well. Selfish, I know, but that's the only way I'd ever be able to forgive my own father and myself.

I tripped over a root and fell face first on the floor. I was sobbing, both from the pain of the impact and the whole situation. It was just so overwhelming. I couldn't get rid of my imagination. It was playing tricks with me, telling me that Liam was probably back there crying and screaming just by thinking I lied to him and that he hated me for all of this. That just made me cry even harder if possible. I curled up shivering and sobbing. I wasn't sure what was shaking me more honestly, the sobs or the cold.



~Back at the house~ Harry's P.O.V-

Liam's her son, and her brother. That means... No, he couldn't. He wouldn't... But what if he did? We all know what he's done.... It's true then...

"Does, does that mean that her daddy is my daddy too?" He sobbed. I was holding him whilst he cried. He wasn't angry at her, he was angry at his father.

"I'm afraid so..." Our Liam said softly. Little Liam cried even louder and berried himself in my arms. It was sad actually. But at least he found out through her, what if he found out on his own or his father somehow told him or, or, or... I'm thinking too much.

"Where's Angelica? She's not back" Niall said, worry written on his face.

"Yeah, where is she?" I asked again. Little Liam pulled himself out of my arms and pointed towards the open door leading to the woods. Yeah, that makes sense.

"I'll go after her, you guys take care of Little Liam" I said picking him up and giving him to Zayn.

"Take a blanket, she left with only her pajamas, she's going to be really cold" Louis said throwing me two blankets. I nodded and grabbed my coat and boots heading out.



"Angel!" I called again after a few seconds. No answer. I was starting to get worried. I walked further into the woods.

"ANGEL!!" I yelled. No answer again. I sighed and looked down then back up again.

"Um... God? I know I don't usually talk to you, but Angel does, so... Please help me find her?" I said a bit hesitant, feeling like a total weirdo talking to himself while looking up to the stars.

I was about to give up and go back to the house and call the boys when I heard a soft sniffling to my right. It was a bit far from where I stood but I could get there quickly.

"Angel!" I called out, hope filling my voice.

"Harry?" I heard a voice crack slightly. It's her, she's alive, well, at least I hope she is.

"Angel! I'm coming!" I yelled back. I ran through the many trees and branches, dodging a few wholes and roots then finally stopping when I saw her curled up in the snow, shivering more violently than a cat after a cold bath.

"Angel" I whispered softly. She smiled then seemed to slowly fall asleep. No, she was shivering cold, she could be dying for all I know!

"Hang on, Angel" I said determined to help her and get her back to the house. I picked her up and put her arms around my neck so that we were face to face, I wrapped both blankets around her small figure and picked her up bridal style. She was still shivering, but she was less than when I found her. I quickly walked back to the house. The boys were trying to cheer Little Liam up a bit but he was constantly looking around.

I walked in and the boys including Liam stopped. Louis and Zayn helped me set Angel on the counter in the kitchen so that she was laying down. Niall and Liam took Little Liam upstairs much to his dismay. No, literally, he was trying to break free and run towards us. This is one intense situation.

"Okay, okay... Uh... Zayn, go upstairs and switch places with Liam! He knows what to do" Louis commanded Zayn, who happily walked up stairs. None of us knew what to do but hopefully Liam will....

"Louis, get your phone out and search things that can be done to help people with hypothermia" Liam said once he checked her pulse and touched her forehead.

"Sir, yes, sir!" Louis smiled and took his phone out.

"What is hypothermia again?" I asked, but already having a bad feeling. Liam didn't have time to answer me, Louis did it instead.

"Hypothermia happens when a person's body temperature drops below 35°C (95°F). Normal body temperature is around 37°C (98.6°F)." Louis read.

"Is that really bad?" I asked.

"She could die if we don't help her right now!" Liam said. I gulped and nodded. Louis scrolled through his phone and kept reading it aloud.

"The initial signs are: shivering, tiredness, fast breathing and cold or pale skin" He said.

"When I found her she was trying to keep herself awake and she was shivering violently, like literally shaking all over" I said. They both nodded and Louis continued.

"As the temperature drops, shivering becomes more violent, although this will stop completely if the hypothermia worsens further, the person is likely to become delirious, struggle to breathe or move and they may lose consciousness" He read again. He looked back at her and noticed she was a bit awake.

"Where am I?" She kept asking putting her hand to her forehead.

"Who are you all? Seriously, it's a bit creepy to wake up in a summer house with tree good looking guys" She smiled slightly. Then she passed out.

"Delirious, check, lose consciousness, check, what next?" I said.

"They tell you to call emergency immediately" Louis says, looking between us.

"While waiting, they tell us to move the person indoors or somewhere warm as soon as possible, carefully remove any wet clothing and dry the person, then wrap them in blankets or coats" He read.

"Who's taking her clothes off?" Liam asked.

"NOT ME!" They both shouted smirking at me. I slapped my forehead and groaned.

"Fine, I'll do it" I said.

"You didn't really have a choice" Louis sassed and stuck his tongue out. I rolled my eyes and began taking her shoes off, then I pulled her pajama trousers down, exposing her long legs, damn it. The boy were snickering at me but I just rolled my eyes and tuned them out. I sat her up and held her with one hand while pulling her sweater up with the other. I finally removed it exposing her now half naked body. I took in a huge puff of hair and wrapped the blanket tighter around her, making a sleeping bag.

"Liam call the emergency and Louis keep on reading" I scolded them to make them stop laughing and get back into the situation.

"Uh... Harry, it says to perform CPR if she's not breathing and we can't detect a pulse in 60 seconds"

"Damn it! We forgot to keep checking her pulse!" Liam cursed and quickly picked his phone and began dialing the emergency's number. I checked her pulse and sure enough I couldn't find it, I tried her wrist, her chest area, her neck, nothing. Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it! God, now would be a good hour to help us! I shouted in my head!

I performed CPR and tried making her breath. Nothing. I tried and tried, then we heard sirens. Liam opened the gates for them and they came in. The paramedics jumped out of the ambulance and ran into the house. Little Liam came running down the stairs crying hard. One of the paramedics picked him up and wrapped him in a blanket and took him to the ambulance.

"Any of you besides the little boy related to the girl?" He asked.

"Well, no. You see, she's kind of our governess or maid or whatever, but Harry here has a massive crush on her" Louis pointed at me, as if accusing me of stealing a cookie. I glared at him but nodded at the paramedic. He smirked and nodded towards the ambulance. I gulped and went it, waving at the boys, who were shouting they were going to take care of the house with Liam scolding at them.

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