It still hurts.

The Concert: Part Two

With Bree...

Lighting the small red candle, and getting into the hot bath water, Bree's world began spinning. Everything anyone has ever said to her was racing threw her mind. Trash, worthless, piece of shit, nothing, useless. What had she done to make everyone hate her so much. But then there where the boys. Niall, he's so sweet, he may eat like a pig, but he gives the best hugs. Zayn, He actually listens when she talks, he doesn't pretend to care, you can see he actually does care.  Louis, He is probably the funniest person she has ever met. Always trying to brighten someone's day up. Then there's Harry, He's such a flit, but deep down he's a good guy and would never hurt a girl. Last is Liam, God.. Liam took her in when she was at her weakest, he helped her, he was kind to her. Liam was perfect. Your nothing to him... Danielle's voice kept ringing out. Bree looked up and saw a razor blade, she quickly picked it up, staring at it. "I want to die.." She whispered to no one.

With The Boys...

"Thank you! Thank you!" Louis shouted as they walked off stage. The concert was great! Nothing went wrong, everyone was fine. It was the kind of day you just want to smile, go him and watch a movie with your best lads. "Liam, lets go! I wanna see Bree!" Niall shouted. I weird feeling came over Liam, it was something he hadn't felt in a long time. Jealousy. Wait- why was he jealous? He had Danielle, plus Niall and Bree are just friends! He shoved the feeling aside and walked to the black van, sitting in-between Harry and Zayn.

The car ride seemed to take forever, all Liam wanted to do was go back to the hotel, take a long hot shower and watch some movies. "WAIT!" Louis yelled, and they all stared at him, wide eyed. "LETS GO TO THE MOVIE STORE!" He shouted even louder, Harry put a hand over his mouth and laughed. "Ok, ok." The driver turned, pulling into a parking lot. After buying 5 movies, and some popcorn, we were back on the road. It felt like hours, before they finally arrived at the hotel.

They signed a few autographs before they got upstairs and into the room. "Breeee!" Louis shouted, what was with him! They just had a concert and he screaming at the top of his lungs! The woman who cleaned the room for us walked over. "Shes in da bathroom, your friend came over." She said to Liam... friend? "The dark headed one. She was yelling at the girl, saying some terrible thing." She said before walking out. Dark headed girl...Danielle. Liam turned and ran down the hallway to the bathroom, he tried the handle but it was locked. "Bree! Bree, it's Liam, let me in!" Nothing. He tried the door again, but it wouldn't budge. Adrenaline kicked in and he finally got the door open. He looked to the bathtub, only to see the water was blood red.

Bree's face was under the water, her blonde hair barely visible. "Bree.." Liam said and jumped into the tub, he settled her in-between his legs, wrapping his arms around her. "No, no, no.. Bree come on! Your alright, your okay, come on!" He was crying now, the bloodstained water was thick and gross. "Help, call 911! Guys, HELP!" He scream, his voice broke but he didn't care. The boys ran into the room, their mouths fell open at what they saw. "Call 911, damn it!" Liam said and Harry pulled out his phone. "Your alright, your going to be fine." Liam said, kissing the back of her head. He moved her wet hair out of her face, trying to get a better look at her. She had been crying, that was obvious, she was breathing, but it was slowing down. "Hurry the fuck up!" He screamed. What had Danielle said to her? Why would she do anything to hurt Bree?

There was several sets of footsteps and four guys, ran in. They took in the situation and then quickly took Bree from Liam. They wrapped a towel around her lifeless body before putting her on a stretcher. Liam climbed out of the tub and walked down the hallway. "Where you going mate?"  Zayn ask, grabbing his arm. "The fucking hospital!" He said trying to get out of his grasp. "You should change first, your all.. erm.. you know." Louis mumbled. Liam looked at himself, his clothes where wet and he blood had stained them. He fell to the floor, and cried.

Why Bree? Why do you want to leave me? I need you, please don't leave me now.