I Can Treat You Better. ➳ [n.h.]

Chapter 5.

Allie's POV :)

2:29.

Fuck.

There's no way imma make it there in time now.

I feel bad about leaving Niall back there.

But, oh well.

I sprint to out of the double doors as fast as I can.

I am almost there.

I look down at my watch.

It's 2:30.

I see Jonah in the distance.

As I get closer and closer to him, I can see that his face is emotionless.

Solid.

When I step foot in front of him I can barely breathe.

"You're late," he hisses at me.

"No, I'm not. It's just no-"

"Don't talk back to me. You are 15 seconds late."

"15 fucking seconds?!" I shout at him.

"Watch your fucking tone Allie," he growls. "You wasted 15 seconds that I could have been doing something else in. You can do a lot of stuff in 15 seconds," he laughs.

Is he serious?

He fucking laughed.

"Get in the car," he snarls at me.

I gulp and sit in the car seat and fasten my seat belt.

On the way home, Jonah stops at the liquor store.

No.

This is not good.

Not good at all.

I start to shake.

When alcohol becomes involved, Jonah is even more dangerous.

I have seen it before.

He hops back into the car and grins at me.

His smile is so perfect. Just beautiful.

But, I know that behind that smile is a whole different person.

Once we get back to the house, Jonah unlocks the door and pushes it open.

Jonah points at the couch, which indicates that he wants me to sit down.

I sit down.

Jonah pulls a bottle of Jack Daniel's out of the brown paper sack.

He opens up the bottle and takes a sip.

"So Allie, I guess you didn't understand what I meant earlier at the school."

He takes another sip.

"Well I will repeat it for your benefit," he growls. "I told you to fucking stay away from Horan. But what do you go ahead and do? You go and try to be fucking friends with them."

"I didn't talk to them Jonah. They came up to me and-"

"DON'T FUCKING TALK WHEN I'M TALKING!" he shouts.

He's getting drunk. I can tell.

"But Jonah, let me-"

Suddenly I feel his hand smack me across my face.

My left cheek is burning.

A tear runs down my cheek.

Jonah grabs the lamp next to him and throws it at the wall right next to me.

It shatters into a million pieces.

I get off of the couch and sprint into the bathroom.

I lock the door.

"Get the fuck back here Allie! I'm not done talking to you!" he roars.

I sit in the tub and the tears start to fall.

I hear Jonah on the outside of the door kicking it.

I'm afraid the door is gonna go off of the hinges.

Suddenly, the door topples over and hits the floor with a loud noise.

I scream as loud as I can. Maybe someone will hear me?

"Shut the fuck up!" he growls by grabbing me by my hair.

He pins me up against the wall.

My heart stops beating.

I can't breathe.

"You should have fucking listened to me Al. You should have listened. Then I wouldn't have had to do this."

Suddenly Jonah hits my left cheek again.

It's burning so much.

He hits it again.

The tears are pouring out of my eyes now.

"Stop Jonah!" I yell in pain.

He hits me again.

"You did this to yourself Allie!" he shouts.

He hits me again.

This time I feel blood forming in my mouth.

He isn't holding anything back now.

My vision becomes blurry.

I think I might black out.

Jonah hits me one more time before he drops me to the ground.

"Bitch."

He leaves the room and I hear the front door shut as well.

He is gone.

I lay on the ground and cry myself asleep in a river of my own tears.

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Author's Note :)
This part is sad :( I'm sorry. But, I promise that things will get better for Allie. What are your thoughts on the story so far? I want to know your opinion. I hope ya liked it & please keep on reading. Niall will be in the next chapter :) I promise! Leave a comment below if ya wanna :) <3