Fine Lines and Second Chances (a Niall Horan fan-fic)

Chapter 8 - Betrayal

*AtariLynn's POV*

We were sitting in the lab waiting room, with me still puking up blood into a waste bin. Zayn had brought me here to get tests done because I wasn't far enough into the cancer to be spitting up blood from that. The doctor was quite worried and so was Zayn, I wasn't. I was scared as hell. They had run a bunch of tests, it was crazy how many they did. I was pretty weak from my vommiting for two hours. I layed my head on Zayn's lap in betwen the spells. After a few hours the doctor came in with a rather confused and angered face. I shakily sat up and steadied myself while Zayn helped me.

"Well the results are back, and I must say I'm rather taken aback," he said with irritation in his voice.

"What is it?" Zayn asked for me.

"Well Atari you have been poisoned pretty badly," he stated.

"What?!?!" I choked out starting another blood spewing fit.

"Well you have been poisoned through food, and not just food poisoning. This is some serious stuff and on top of your cancer, your in horrible shape," he said sinking into one of the waiting room chairs.

"I think I know who did this, but honestly don't know why he would have done this," I cried.

"Was it that sick bast*** that came in with you? Did he do this?" Zayn asked pretty pissed.

"I..I don't know," I said sinking back with shyness in my voice.

"Sorry Atari, I didn't mean to say that," he appologized.

"It's ok, I guess I trust to easily. We got into a bit of an argument yesterday and I guess he got a little mad but it's ok, I'm fine," I rambled as I got up and walked back to my room.

I layed down on my bed and cryed because I had fallen for it. I never wanted to trust anyone again. It took a week for me to stop the little blood fits. I didn't get out of bed for a month but to only take my chemo. I had, again, slipped into depression and was yet again cutting often. No one had seen my cuts thankfully but I rarely was alone, Zayn refused to leave me alone. I asked him to leave and he usually did but he would find a reason to come back in and stay a little while. It was two months before I talked to anyone. The first person I talked to was a sweet girl who had come with her boyfriend to spread hope in the hospital, there were a lot of little children here so they loved it when she came. She came whenever she could to the hospital to make the patients feel better because her brother was a patient and died. She had brown wavy hair and green eyes. Her boyfriend had a crew cut and his eyes were brown. They went to every room with little baskets of goodies and got the patients anything they needed. She came to my room and knocked on the  door. I slowly got up from my bed and turned the lights on and let them in. She looked disturbed by my appearence. I couldn't blame her, I had lost a lot of weight so I was basically skin streched over a skeleton, I was paler than snow, I had bags under my eyes, and my eyes were bloodshot.

"Hi, my name is Jade, and this is my boyfriend Liam," she said cheerily.

"We're here to help you or get you stuff you need," Liam said in a normal, casual voice.

"Thanks, but I don't need anything," I said laying back down on my bed. I didn't enough energy to do anything plus the chemo had me constantly tired.

"Are you sure?" Jade asked, concerned. 

"Yeah," I coughed out with a little blood.

"What do you have?" Liam asked.

"I have a rare case of blood cancer," I smiled, which confused them.

"Why are you so happy about that?" Jade questioned.

"Because it will do my dirty work for me since I don't have enough strength," I sighed and adjusted my pillows.

Zayn came in and kindly asked them to leave because I needed my sleep. Zayn was a good friend but I still didn't trust anyone. He helped me get situated and gave me some food which didn't stay down long. I hadn't kept a meal down since I was poisoned. He sighed and let me lay down. He took the stuff and went out the door, turning off the lights. I lay there to try and calm down and rest, I was tired and strengthless. I was laying there and went to sleep and dreamed. Lately I didn't dream or either have nightmares.

---dream---

I was walking in the forest and I was at peace for the first time in months. I was having fun and and I wasn't alone, I could feel a presence with me like someone was there that I couldn't see. I figure appeared in front of me causing me to stop short. I looked at him for a while and decided he was nice and I decided to go toward him.  He disapeared and I was lost in a dark and hot place, I was scared. I was running in circles trying to find a way out, I screamed for help, but no one came I fell and broke my leg. I layed there and cryed, not being able to do anything. I heard people laughing at me and it hurt even worse.

---dream---

I was woke up by Jade shaking me and yelling at Liam to go get Zayn. I sat up and looked at her like she was crazy. She said she had come to tell me that Harry had been caught and put in jail, but when she came into my room to tell me, I was having a siesure and was screaming. I explained to her that I was having a common nightmare and there was nothing to worry about. Zayn came running in with Liam and checked me over and sighed with relief when he saw I was ok. He was relatively surprised when he saw I was talking, with friends. He was told about Harry and was overjoyed at the news. I told Jade about my improvement and the plans the doctors were making. I was going to be able to go outside the walls of the hospital if I kept getting better. Neither of us could have been happier. Forgetting my nightmare, we talked merrily for a few hours until they were gone. I was happy for the first time in two months.

A/N: I know that I'm making it out to were I don't like all the guys but honestly, I love them all equaly. I'm sorry if any of you were offeneded.