More Than Friends?

-Nicole’s POV-
My dad stood there for a couple seconds but then pulled my mom from the corner and slammed the bathroom door. I could hear him pull her down stairs. She was obviously resisting. I could hear her sobbing and trying to break from his grasp. Hours passed by and I was too afraid to leave the bathroom. I sat there on my phone. After that long ass time it was finally quiet. I didn’t hear anymore glass breaking, punches, or yelling. But a few seconds later I heard the front door close. Someone left. I finally got the courage to get up and see what happened. I’m risking my life here. My dad is a psychopath sober or intoxicated. He abuses me more than my mom ever did. But I quietly go to my room first to see if he did anything to it. Nothing was different. I tiptoed down stairs and saw the kitchen and living room a complete mess. There was glass everywhere, empty alcohol bottles, flipped furniture, and a little bit of blood on the carpet. I stood there shaking. My mom was unconscious possibly dead on the living room floor. She had glass in her face, bald spots on her head from her hair being ripped out, blood, and bruises. I immediately ran upstairs, grabbed my phone and called 911. After I called they were there shortly after. “Excuse me miss, do you know what happened?” The nurse lady asked. ”I don’t know, I came home and she was like this.” I lied. If I told them the truth my dad would be in jail and I wouldn’t have a place to live. I couldn’t live with Andrew, his parents hate me. “Ma’am?” The lady asked. “Oh um sorry.” I said. “We will be heading to the hospital soon, are you coming?” She asked. “No ma’am I’m not.” I said. If I had to be with my mom any longer I might have a mental breakdown. “Okay, have a good day ma’am.” The lady said. After they all left, the cops still stuck around. I kinda left because they couldn’t really ask me anything else. After all, I did lie. I decided to go to Andrew’s house.
-Andy’s POV-
I was listening to music then heard a knock at the door. I let my mom get it, it could be one of the neighbors that I don’t care for. But then my mom called me down stairs to see Nicole standing there at the door. “Oh um, hey Nic.” “What are you doing here?” I asked confused. “I just wanted to hang out some more.” She said. I could tell it was because of what happened with her family. I could hear the ‘lie’ in her voice. “Yea sure.” I said while walking out to the porch where Nicole was and I slowly closed the door. Right after I closed it she fell into my arms saying, “I j-just know i-it.” “Sh-she’s gone.” She was silently sobbing. “Nic, what the fuck happened?” I said with a serious tone. She let’s out a deep breath. A few minutes later she was back in my arms. “Nicole, everything will get better.” “I promise.” I said smiling at her. “B-but Andy, I can’t take it anymore.” “H-he will do it a-again, I just k-know it.” Nicole said with tears in her eyes. “What did he do to you before?” I got worried. Well duh I should be worried, I fucking love this girl.
-Nicole’s POV-
“He raped me.”

Notes

So here's chapter three! Her dad's a psycho! What do you think will happen next? Thanks for reading! Feedback Please xxx