[COMPLETE] Broken (1D fanfic)

Thirty-four

**please read authors note at the end*

"Aria Torres: MISSING!"

"Story of the month: Aria is Gone"

"Former Girlfriend of Teen Pop Sensation Goes Missing?"

"#WhereIsAria"

I read the hundreds of articles and trends asking "what happened to Aria Torres" as I was driven to my new home.

"-ter a mysterious fire in the home of One Direction, Cara Martinez, and Aria Torres, the former girlfriend of Niall Horan goes missing. Cara Martinez,

Aria's friend and roommate, refuses any information to be released by her or any of the five boys except for the information that the young Aria 'wouldn't want this!'"

"Would you please change it," I spoke up to the taxi driver. This whol 'Aria Torres' thing bothered me too much.

Aria's business was of no ones concern! What she did was horrible and in my opinion, it's better off that she is gone. I traced along one of my three tattoos. This one was on my wrist. It was "100" written with spirals all around it. I also had a pair of large angel wings the took up my whole back and looked like a actually had angel wings. Lastly , I had red roses and thorns going up my left arm.

I began braiding my long hair, admiring how red it was. I dyed it myself! It was a deep red.

Almost like fire and blood.

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"Ma'am, we're here," the man driving the taxi said. I must've fallen asleep during the ride. I pulled up my backpack and handed him the money I owed him for the trip and thanked him.

I walked out of the taxi, swinging my backpack over my shoulder. The taxi driver drove off, waving a goodbye at me.

'Walk'

'Now'

I felt the stabbing pain in my head and I did as instructed.

I made my way up the marbled pathway. I only looked at the ground, following the curved path to the huge building. Flowers were everywhere and they gave off this perky smell that irritated me to the fullest. Everything was so bright and pretty just as a huge cover-up. I can't complain though. I signed myself up for this. This is my doing. When the pathway ended, I looked up to see three women in white dresses and white flats with their hair pulled up into tight little buns. The sported incredibly fake smiles and it only made me more uneasy about this. I wanted to turn back and run but...I can't. Two of the three women were holding open double doors made of glass. The last woman was stood directly at me.

"Hello miss, follow me and I'll show you around," I unwillingly followed her through the enormous building. As soon as I stepped in, the immediate smell of plastic filled my nose. I cringed at the stench but moved on. The woman walked me through the entire building. It didn't seem that bad actually! There was a HUGE lounge. It had a big flat screen television and tons of beanbags. Teenagers scattered everywhere in the room, dancing, listening to music, etc. I must say, I was incredibly annoyed to hear a few radios blaring about One Direction and Aria Torres. I rolled my eyes but decided to ignore it.

The tour continued. I was shown the cafe, some of the younger guests and everything essential that I'd need to know.

"And, here is your room," I looked at the closed door; "you'll be rooming with two other guests. Don't worry, they're sweet girls. Well, make yourself at home and ring me if you need anything," I nodded as she left, her shoes clicking as she walked down the long, narrow hall.

I read the sign screwed to the wall before taking my key out of my pocket and unlocked the door. I pushed the door open.

The first thing that welcomed me was two girls about my age holding up a colorful sign reading, "Welcome to Daycrest Insane Asylum!!!"

This is it.

This is my new home.

My new start.

My name is Averyl Green. I am 19 years young. I have severe schizophrenia and

Aria Torres does not exist anymore.

T H E E N D

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Yup, that's the end:) I know, I did I pretty eh job with this fanfiction but hey! It's done so deal with it! I'm kidding, I love you all! Thank you for dealing with my awkward shit and a very special thanks to my friend Taylor ( taylorinwonderland ) who helped me with this whole entire story. Also, thanks to all of you who actually took the time to read this story! Please, comment and tell me your honest opinions! You have no clue how happy it makes me to get comments.

Now, since you are going to be the ones who read what I write, I am leaving it up to you!

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~1derlander