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Fight For Love

You're Out, Maybe?

Two hours later…

I sat in a stupid wheelchair with Liam as doctors did every test imaginable on my princess. When one of those doctors came out, Liam jumped up for me, “Is she…?” “She’s stable, but I’m afraid I’m going to need to ask you gents some questions.” We looked at each other, “Okay?” “Right then, have any of you ever been sexual active with Elena?” “No, no we haven’t. Why?” I asked. “Has she ever told you that she was sexually abused by anyone?” “Um, no. What’s going on?” Liam said. “Um, well, I’m afraid that I have to inform you that Elena was a victim of rape and is currently with child.”


Niall’s POV (still)
“I think I’m going to be sick.” I said, “Someone did this to HER?! The sweetest girl on the planet?” I couldn’t take it; I pushed past Liam on crutches and went into see her. She was sleeping, but not peacefully, it was like she was having the worse nightmare ever. “Leave me alone! I told you, you’re not my Superman anymore!” I grabbed her hand, “Shh, no one’s trying to hurt you. I won’t let anyone else hurt you princess.” She rolled over and I got a better look at her. “Hey there Horan,” a smile crept across her face. I hopped into the bed and held her fragile frame in my arms.

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