See You Again

~ Chapter Five ~ *

Dear Diary,
A week has passed and it's still hard. The boys haven't stopped calling the home phone, as they wouldn't be able to get to my phone. Someone knocked on the door the other day, I finally figured out it was Liam, as he called out for me... Telling me he knows it's hard but they need me.

I didn't want to believe it, I wanted to believe that they could do this. They can. They can do this on their own, without me.

Without me.

His world became darker, she had left as she had her own job. Duty calls. His back slid down the wooden bathroom door, as tears spilled from his eyes; he continued to scroll down Twitter reading the different tweets under his name.

Worthless.
We love you Zayn.
Trader.
We miss you Zayn.

His eyes saw the loving tweets from all the fans; which made him smile just the slightest but then his eyes would flick back to the awful ones causing him to make a mistake that he knew once he started he wouldn't be able to stop.

Silver to skin. Soon enough blood trickled down onto the white tiles that sat beneath him. As he continued to paint his canvas made of skin, he whimpered out in pain.. Occasionally regretting his decision.

Finally, he threw the razor across the bathroom. Standing to his feet, he let the water wash away his blood before he grabbed a bandage and placed it over the freshly cut skin wincing at the contact of it to his sore arm.

This had become his world.
Sleep. Wake up. Watch TV for a few hours. Sleep again. Play with Hatchi, while writing. Then at night cry himself to sleep. And that's what has been repeated for the past week.