Niall
I slowly unfolded the bed sheet and examined her wrist... This is all my fault. Her wrist were covered in cuts and wounds. I walked out of her room and walked right into mine. I slammed the door shut and walked right over to my bed and laid down. I couldn't fall asleep. The only thing I could think about was Brylee hurting herself again and I wouldn't let that happen... I made sure I was awake all night so I could make sure I was awake when Brylee got up.
Brylee
When I woke I waked down stairs and to my surprise I spot Niall... "Your up early."
"Can we talk about something?"
"Yeah. Sure."
"Can I see your wrists?" Niall said as my heart stopped. I gave him a glare then, bolted towards the door. As I sprinted down the stairs Liam and Harry grabbed me. I tried to push away but, I was to weak.
"Brylee please show me your wrists."
Niall said as he looked deeply into my eyes.
I rolled up my sleeves.
"Why?" Niall said softly.
"For the past fourteen years of my life I have been pushed around! Do you know what it's likes to be 'sold' and 'returned'? I am like a dress that someone buys but, then the dress gets 'out of style' or wrinkly they get rid of it!"
"Brylee you are so beautiful I don't know why you are doing this to yourself."
"You don't understand!"
"I WOULD UNDERSTAND IF YOU WOULD JUST TELL ME WHY!" Niall yelled.
"Niall stop yelling." Liam said.
"YOU WANT TO KNOW WHY? Fine. I'll tell you why! First foster home; no one feed me and my 'crib' was a dogs cage! Second foster home; abused and starved. Third foster home; my father was a drunk and he raped me. Fourth home; My parents told me to die so I cut myself. Then I was sent to an old warn down orphanage. No one liked me. I was like the runt of the liter. Fifth home; abused and father tried to shoot me. So I ran away and the brother caught me and he was my last foster Parent I had. That's a total of seven different homes! AND IF YOU CAN'T SEE THAT IM MAYBE THE SLIGHTEST BIT ODD OR CONFUSED YOU NEED TO GET YOUR BRAIN CHECKED! I'm permanently scared for life and no one can make me forget what has happened to me!"
"Brylee I'm so sorry."
"You should be." I ran up the stairs.
Niall
The boys and I chased after her. We banged on the door and she wouldn't let us in. "OPEN THIS DOOR NOW!"
"PLEASE OPEN UP!" Harry yelled.
"I got this." Liam said as he grabbed a metal stool and banged open the door. We ran into the bathroom where I saw Brylee's body laying on the floor...
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Sorry I haven't updated in probably over a month! I have been extremely sick. My goal is to update again in the next 2-3 weeks!
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