~BRYNN~

What confused me more than anything was the fact that Sam thinks she has to act strong and mighty 24/7. She doesn't know when to stop acting like big sister, the hero, the protector.She has always been there for me and it make me so happy, but she doesn't understand that sometimes she is the one who needs protecting. I want to be the one protecting her once and awhile, I had to admit, the boys we are staying with have been kind and generous, but I see the way they her and Zayn look at each other. Zayn seems like a perfect guy, sweet charming, cute, funny , but I don't want her making the same mistake she did with Jake. Who would have known that he would have turned out to be an abusive asshole? Not me, I had no clue. I had a feeling daddy was hurting her, but I was to scared to do anything about it. Honestly I had no clue where the new found bravery came from, I've been feeling ti a lot lately. Maybe it was the fact that I realized my big sister needs more help than I do. Maybe being here will help her, I've seen the way everyone else looks at her. Calling her beautiful, perfect, funny ... then there was me... her annoying little sister. I kinda felt like a burden, granted Harry did help wrap my injured foot, but I don't think he felt to thrilled to do so. It pained me a little when I saw Harry touch Sam, and make her feel better. I shouldn't have to feel jealous of her, but I couldn't help it. I've never had a boyfriend, Sam has had plenty. Jake wasn't the best of them, but she has had others that I'm sure weren't as bad. No guy has even shown any interest in me... not one. They all fell for my big sister. She was gorgeous, dark brown hair, smooth skin, long legs. Then there was her sister, red hair, brown eyes, and short. We looked nothing alike, and I understood why everyone always fell for her. Even Harry seemed a little smitten and that hurt more than anything. I never liked a guy, and when I do... they never feel the same. As that thought escaped my head, a scream broke through the house, causing me to flinch. The sounded exactly like Sam's, so as fast as my injured leg could haul me, I booked it up stairs. Hissing and cursing under my breath as my ankle hit the last step of the stairs. As I rounded the corner, I noticed that the front door was busted wide open, and Jake stood there with Sam wrapped under his arm, in the choke hold. "Hey ass hat!" I snapped. He was seriously pissing me off, and I wasn't quite sure what I was planning on doing. Quickly my eyes scanned around the room, and I noticed the boys were no where to be seen. Fright tingled in the pit of my belly and my eyes snapped back to Jake's glowing greenish blue ones.

"Well, if it isn't Sammy's little sister here to save the day? I thought your big sis is the one that's supposed to be there to save your ass?" He mocked me and I felt my hands clutch into tight balls at my sides.

"Put her down!" It came out a a snarl, and I saw him flinch a little at the sudden anger pulsating from my body.

"Or what little red head?" He sneered "Is that really what you think is going to go down?"

I grit my teeth "It better be or your face is gonna be beat into a bloody pulp! Put her the fuck down!"

He chuckled "Your cute." he mocked me again "You wont do shit. This is what is really going to happen, your gonna sit your happy as down on the sofa and stay there for ten minutes while I take Sammy somehwere you'll never be able to find her. How does that sound you little gutter whore?!" He snarled at me.

"Don't. You. Call. Her. That." Sam's voice was horse under his arm.

Even when she was in the difficult position, she was still trying to protect me "Shut up! Do you really think you have the right to speak here?! I can strangle you!" My eyes locked with his arm, and I could see his arm flex, making it press harder on her windpipe. My gaze snapped up to hers, and for a moment it was just us. Her brown meeting with mine, and only then did I realize the color was being drained from her face, being replaces with a dull and pale white. I didn't think before I launched myself at Jake blindly. My body came in contact with both his and Sam's and I felt Sam drop to the floor and Jake stagger back from the force. I landed with a dull thud on the ground, and I turned, seeing Sam laying unconscious next to me. Her hair sprawled out over her face, and I barely noticed the small raising a falling her her chest as she breathed. "You little bitch!" My head snapped up and I looked just in time to see Jake's hands grip tightly around my neck. His smoldering eyes locked with mine as he increased the pressure to my throat. My arms flailed, trying to get a grip on something, but they flew innocently past everything, making gripping impossible. I tried to dig my fingers in his eyes or something, but he pulled back away from my wildly flinging arms. A small choking sound escaped me and now I could feel the blood rush to my face, almost right when my eye sight started to vanish. I could feel the veins in my forehead pulsing, and my face grew hot, begging for air. His hands tightened and he was now banging my head on the floor, making me start to go dizzy. It was like the world around me was slowly dying, but the fact was, it wasn't the world dying... it was me. Suddenly, the weight from my throat was lifted and air surged through my lungs so fast I coughed and heaved. It scared me, all the sudden having the freedom of breathing again. It made me feel like somehow I was dead and I was on my way to heaven or something. Sure felt like I was dead, my throat hurt so bad, and everything stung. I didn't move as a voice called out to me "Brynn, Brynn, open your eyes!" the voice hissed. At first I thought it was god, and I did listen. My eyes stayed closed and I could feel myself barely breathing. "Wake up dammit!" It snapped harsher this time.

"Harry, Sam is out cold." Another voice called out.

"Do you think I need to go and help the others with Jake?" I know knew it wasn't god, but the boys were back, and just in time to. But that didn't really matter, at the sound of Sam's names, I blinked my eyes open. It was blurry and I couldn't barely see anything in front of me. It was like mist or fog blocked my view. "Zayn! Brynn's awake!" Harry gasped.

"Thank god." He breathed "C'mon Sam, get up." I heard a slap and my head whipped around to see the blurry figure of Zayn slap Sam's face.

"HEY!" I snapped and crawled over to her. My body still was numb and ached, but I did my best to make my way over there. My arm snaked around Sam's waist and I hauled her off of Zayn "Don't slap her again!" She has had enough of that for both our life times. I added silently.

"All I'm doing is trying to get her to wake up." He defended himself.

My eye sight was slwoly coming back to me, and it finally cleared. Sam's face was bright red from where Zayn had slapped her, and anger surged through my body. I wasn't just angry at Zayn, I was angery at the fact that we can't just have a simple life. We can't just live in peace. We're always running, always fighting, always hiding, it didn't fucking matter. "She will wake up on her own." Slowly I stood up, staggering a bit.

Arm's wrapped around my waist and I flinched at the sudden contact "Easy, your still not well Brynn, pkease just lay down." He begged in a small voice.

My eyes narrowed at him "No, I'm fine. We need to get Sam to a bed... she is the unconscious one."

"Your the one who got strangled!" He denied.

"She's the one who has had to deal with it her whole life." I snapped, then with out another word, I draped her arm over my shoulder and proceeded up stairs, to lay her on what looked like Harry's bed.

Notes

Hiya! Sorry it took so long :/ I was really busy this weekend and when I tried to update before, my stupid computer crashed erasing everything I had before. But eh, this version is better in my opinion :P Hope you enjoyed it! Beau is up next xD

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