{Louis}
One
Two
Three
Across my arms like the waves grace the sea.
Four
Five
Six
Gliding across the ice like skates.
Seven
Eight
Nine
The amount of times a day I do this to keep the pain away.
One Thousand and Ninety Five times I have cut my arms, legs, stomach, anywhere I could reach really because he left.
No letter.
No text.
No email.
Not even a word from someone else that he was leaving.
To go model.
Now don't get me wrong.
He would be a fabulous model it's just that.......
he left me here.
I almost died twice...or was it three times?
I don't really know anymore.
I tried to kill myself everytime I saw him on television.
It was a lot of times, but I only almost succeeded two or three times.
Sad I know.
Taking pills...didn't care what they were for, just took them to stop the pain.
Cut myself.
Burned myself.
Tried to hang myself but my mum caught me in the act both times.
Got sent to rehab four times.
Came out clean once.
Forgot about him for about twenty minutes and then broke down when I remembered him.
Took the largest butcher knife in the kitchen and sliced both of my wrists deeply and almost had my throat, but my youngest sister found me and stopped me by screaming.
This happened just yesterday, and that's why I'm in a hospital.
Tied to my bed....
in an all white room....
with nothing but the machines I was plugged up to.
But it's okay, because I have gotten over him.
Right?
Okay so this is just like the prolouge or whatever you want to call it.
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Thanks loves!!
:)
-Riah
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Goodbye
FanfictionBest friends for years finally have something to break them up. They have become so close that they actually started dating, but then Harry had to leave for a modeling job and has been gone for three years. Louis still hasn't gotten over Harry, but...
