[COMPLETE] Broken (1D fanfic)

Thirty-three

Aria's POV

It's only been two days. I've secluded myself from everyone. I didn't talk to anyone. No one talked to me. Why would they. I'm awful.

Everyone was out doing something and I was home alone. I prefer the solitude.

I sat in the middle of the lounge aimlessly staring at the wall, going over this in my head. This would be it.

My escape.

My run-away.

I finally took the lighter out from my back pocket. I switched it on and off repeatedly. I swiped my hand around the tiny blaze, letting the lingering feeling numb the outrageous pain I was already in before making my decision final.

Taking one big breath, breathing in the smell of fuel, I set the lighter slowly down at my marking spot. I watched the beauty of the running fire trail it's way across the whole house while I stay seated in the lounge so casually. I breathed in the smoke it let out and I let the sound of its roar fill my ears along with the cries of the fire alarm. I couldn't help but smile. Why smile?

'Good Aria'

'You've done well'

'Congrats'

I finally pleased them. I could almost see their smiles in front of me. I actually tried visioning them in the flames. From what I saw, all three were actually beautiful. All had long hair and sparkling eyes. They had beautiful smiles but something in their expression looked permanently pained.

They were all me.

My thoughts fuzzed up when I heard sirens approaching the house. I could hear them from miles away. So many of them.

The house was now in full flames. The only part clear was my little circle. Everything felt slowed down. I couldn't breathe but that didn't matter at the moment. I observed as the fiery arms reached for me and shot back. I finally stood up.

I stood up...

to start over because right now, at this very moment, Aria Torres does not exist.