My Guardian Angel (Liam Payne fanfiction) [UNDER EDITING]

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Without even realizing it, I burst into tears. I couldn't help it. My chest felt big and I couldn't breathe, I just sat there on the bed without giving Julia an answer.

I felt someone embrace me and I shuddered. I missed Liam's embraces, but obviously that was far from my reach now. The person, obviously Julia, rubbed small circles on my back and shushed me. I backed up and hiccupped as I stared at anywhere but her.

"I'm not angry, Christina." she said softly. I felt her piercing stare but didn't dare look at her. I was so ashamed of myself for breaking this easily. "Look at me." Julia demanded. I forced my chin upwards and looked at her, feeling helpless. "I'm not kicking you out." Julia promised me, clasping her hand in mine.

My mouth twitched as if it was going to smile but had somehow forgotten. "Please though, help me understand." she asked quietly. I took a shaky breath as Julia nodded encouragingly.

"About.. about a year and a half ago I got together with this guy named Daniel. He was a quarterback and the most popular guy at my school. I adored him and I fell for him. I'm not really sure yet if he loved me the way I loved him. About seven months into our relationship, he raped me.

"Actually, I shouldn't say raped. I let him do it, honestly. He took my virginity, but then started abusing it. One night he was angry. He.. he had gotten into a fight with a teammate and his coach suspended him for a game. He came over to my hoise and I was consoling him.. and he lost it.

"He hit me. Hard. Right on my cheek. I was devastated. Then he threw me to the floor and I was.. really upset and didn't want anything that night. Yeah and that was the night he raped me. It continued for a while. But then this guy, Liam, moved to my school. He just, I don't know, understood me more than anyone else.

"My worst fear in the world was getting close to him. But when you're so used to hatred and abuse, when someone finally comes along that loves you, it's hard not to love them back. I thought Liam and I had done pretty well in hiding the fact we were together, but apparently not.

"I found this out when Daniel and his friend Tony killed Tony's girlfriend Kelli, who was my best friend. I realize now they were trying to make me lose it. And I did. I left. I didn't want anyone getting hurt. And now Liam is going crazy looking for me and I'm terrified Daniel will find me before he does.."

I finished with more tears filling my eyes. But I felt strangely relieved. I had finally gotten that all off my chest. Julia's eyes had never left my face, and not once did she try to input something. I felt overwhelmed.

"And you have depression?" she finally asked in a small voice. I nodded once. "Times like this I wish I had actually died when I attempted suicide." I said softly, twirling my thumbs around each other. I looked up a moment later to see Julia trying desprately to wipe tears away from her eyes. I felt immediate guilt; I didn't mean to make her cry.

"Why didn't you tell me that before, Christina?" Julia cried, abandoning her attempt of not crying. She wasn't full out sobbing, but it was still unusual for a practical stranger to show this much emotion to me all of a sudden.

Julia buried me in a bone crushing hug. "I'm so glad you didn't kill yourself, darling. Please, let me help you." she said into my hair. I was speechless. I'd never been shown this much affection by anyone, except Liam.

Suddenly the door opened and Kellin immediately looked awkward. "Oh.. um.." he said, starting to back away. "Come here, Kellin." Julia said. He walked over slowly to us, and sat down gently on the bed beside me. "What happened?" he asked, the concern evident in his voice.

"Do.. do you want to tell him?" Julia asked me quietly. I shrugged. "Can you?" Julia nodded slowly and went off on my life story. Kellin's face grew more and more concerned mixed with sadness as the story went on. When Julia told him about my suicide attempt about a month previous, he let a few tears escape. "Can I tell you something?" he asked us both. I nodded along with Julia.

Kellin cautiously took off his dress shirt and Julia immediately gasped but I only stared curiously. Across his stomach were cuts. Long, deep looking cuts that seemed to have healed but the scar would last forever. Julia started sobbing, clutching to Kellin's body. "Why did you never tell me?!" she asked loudly. "I kept them covered with make up." Kellin explained softly.

He then turned to me. "I had depression in my teenage years, too, Christina. My dad died when I was thirteen and my mother was an alcoholic so around age fifteen I was put on medication but I cut constantly.

"When I was sixteen, I tried hanging myself, but my cousin walked in the room when I was almost dead. She got me down and called 911. I ended up living, as you can see. I was forced into a hospital for mentally ill people and was encouraged to take medication. I suspect you have medication?" he asked. I nodded quickly, not bothering to say the pills were in California.

"The moral of this all is that it does get better. Look at me now. I'm living an amazing life, with an amazing woman. I want you to promise me you're not going to do anything to yourself." Kellin told me, taking one of my hands in his.

Julia was sitting on the floor clutching her heart. I don't think she had known this before and wasn't mentally prepared for this. "Where's your medication?" Kellin suddenly asked. I bit my bottom lip and didn't reply. "Christina." he said sternly. "Um.. in California." I mumbled. Kellin sighed and left the room.

I sat on the floor beside Julia and held her in my arms, even though I was the one who needed comforting right now. Kellin returned two minutes later with a small white pill, exactly the kind of pills I was perscribed back in California. He picked up a glass of water I'd had from earlier and handed it to me. "Take the pill, please." he said. I complied.

Julia had calmed down and now was watching Kellin and I calmly. "What's one thing that makes you incredibly happy, Christina?" Kellin asked me, suddenly becoming a therapist. I blushed. "Liam." I replied quietly. Kellin picked up my phone and handed it to me simply. I stared at the phone, then at him, confused.

"Call him." he said as if the answer was obvious. For some reason, my heartrate picked up. "I.. I can't." I whispered. "Why not?" Kellin asked. I bit my bottom lip, trying not to cry. "He probably hates me." I said quickly, ashamed that those words had come from my mouth. "He won't." Julia said, speaking for the first time in a while.

I considered my options. Pretend to call him and say he didn't pick up, or call him and talk to him which I had desprately been wanting these past few days. With shaky fingers, I dialed the number.

The phone rang. Once, twice...

"Christina?"