Aislyn and Gemini (Collapse Sequel)

Chapter 4
Juliet's Diary 25.12.2013
Bobby is ruining my life. In early January this year I tried to get a job at M and S. When I went for the interview I thought it went really well. I asked Bobby to be the person who like does a review of me kinda. He told them I was a prostitute. I could've killed him. But I didn't. For most of the year I was raped and loved Niall. So a bit like last year.
On Bobby's Birthday he raped me 3 times.
In July El turned 21, Theo was born (my step-granchild) and me and Bobby had our 1 year anniversary. On that anniversary I had sex with Niall. Which made me feel more like a slut than ever. Note that I said "Sex" which meant I wasn't forced to do it. Harry fucked Jenny that night too. I was also raped my Bobby.
I felt sick in the morning so I though "Pregnant". I went to get a pregnancy test and when I passed Louis's house I heard him and El have a huge argument. They broke up that day. I had to keep hiding behind bushes so that El couldn't see me. Both Bobby and Niall didn't use condoms so I wasn't surprised to read Positive on the pregnancy test.
I went to tell Niall. He thought it was his Dad's baby. Which of course I didn't know so I couldn't deny it. He called me a whore and slapped me. His new girlfriend, Amaya Rose, called me a prostitute.
So I went to Louis's so he could comfort me. I let myself in with the key that I had. I heard him talking to his new girlfriend Esther, Esther Brookes. I screamed and fell down the stairs and into a cupboard. I ended up with a pink wig on my head with sunglasses and a mop. I had to pretend to be this person called Arzoo Mirror when the doorbell rang and it turned out to be El.
When I arrived home, well Bobby's home, I told Bobby what happened. He understood and called up Lexi, a hairdresser and stylist. She completely changed my look so I could hide from El.
A few weeks later, the afternoon before Niall's Birthday Party, I went to get him some presents. I bumped into Harry. Then he kissed me. I hate all these slutty feelings I get when shit like that happens.
Bobby was sick so I went to Niall's party alone. I had to keep hiding from Harry and Niall. Amaya Rose saw and called me a prostitute, again.

She asked why I was hiding.

I didn't say anything.
She accused me of hiding from past customers.
I didn't say anything.
Then she dragged me into the women's toilets.
She said "Listen Juliet. Niall isn't over you. He cries about you before we have sex and everytime he wakes up and looks over at me he cries. I need you to get out of his life so that I can have the pleasure of his dick properly." Now who's the prostitute.
And I said "What the fuck? You want me to stay away from Niall just so you can fuck him. Don't you care how he's feeling. He feels rejected and you're not helping. He doesn't deserve a gold-digger bitch like you, he deserves better." I left the girls toilets and went to dance.

Then I heard my name being shouted. It was Niall. He came over to me and got angry because apparently Amaya Rose was crying and she said it was my fault. Niall took me to the roof. I explained everything and he understood. I even explained about the baby. Then I kissed him. He told me he loved me and I told him I loved him. The rest of the party was really fun.

I woke up the next morning and went to the shops adjusting my clothes. I picked up a newspaper. When I sat down to read it I was surprised. "THE HORAN FAMILY IS GETTING BACK TOGETHER. BOBBY AND MAURA CONFIRMED THEIR ENGAGEMENT LAST NIGHT WHILE THEIR SON WHAT OUT PARTYING." was the main headline. That day I divorced Bobby.

I went to find Eleanor. And I did. I explained everything that had happened in the past year and a bit. We decided to stay away from everything 1D. Except for the concert that El had booked for last year. So we went to that. I think Niall noticed me but I'm not sure. Every fan noticed me though.

Christmas was a friend Christmas. I had Jenny, Lucia and Lexi. El had Lola, Hannah and Stacey. It was really fun.

Well that was my year. See you next year.

Bye Diary.

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