Chapter 26: Its daddy is an ass!

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Monday 26th October
Dear diary,
I eventually found my way back home and ran up to my room not wanting my mother nor my sister to see me. What the hell was I thinking? That he'd never cheat on me? He's freaking Niall Horan! But the worst part is, he told me he loved me, asked me to marry him when he had another blonde in his house waiting for him to come back so they can blow it off and he can get in her ripped skinny jeans! What a whore! And she actually sounded offended when I yelled at Niall telling him that he's such an ass because he just asked to marry me! Why am I crying?! I am sick of crying!
I went into my bathroom and locked the door. I haven't done this since a very long time, 4 years to be exact. I grabbed a blade that was written on it "Love" and positioned it towards my wrist.
"You can do this Dida....this baby's Daddy is an Ass! And this sweet innocent little baby doesn't deserve to be raised in a world without his daddy." I whispered to myself as I started to cut smoothly at the top of my wrist. I hardened the cut and went a little deeper, I held in my scream as the blade cut deep through my skin. I made a few more really deep cuts going lower and lower my wrist each time.
Who ever thought that Niall could be the reason I am back at cutting?

I guess that the people that you love are the ones that you hurt you the most.

I threw the blade on the floor and my blood seemed to follow. I went to the cupboard and grabbed some pills. I tore the lid off not bothering to read the label, anything that could kill me is okay. I emptied the pack in my hand and then swallowed the pills. Another pack. Followed by another pack. I was ready to die any second.
I felt my head get a little dizzy and I fell on my back on the floor remembering the first time I ever met Niall. I could hear my mum shouting from outside and banging on my door. The door was soon broken down and 3 figures barged into the bathroom. One of them was my mum, the other one was shorter, my sister, and the last one , the one and only, Niall Horan. And that's it....everything went pitch black.

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