Liz's POV
Have you ever felt like everything is falling apart at your own fingertips? Have you ever felt that pain from inside you before, having it escape for a while. Then all of the sudden having it slide right back into your life.
My life has never been what I would have wished for. Sure, I've have great moments and good memories. But it seems like they've been overshadowed by the negative aspects of the world. And somehow, it all goes back to Niall. He's made me forget or simply put aside all the bad. He's made a great impact in my life. And lately the thought of loosing him was one of my fears.
How can you grow so incredibly close to a person in such a short period of time that the thought of loosing them makes you want to hide away from the daylight.
I was back home now. Everything in school was hitting me harder now. The pictures of me and Niall seemed to be sparks lighting up a burning desire within people to bring us down. It seemed like that fire would never die. If anything it would grow, and grow. It never seemed to end. The hurtful words in my locker escalated to a point I never thought could have been reached. I would get laughed at even more. I couldn't even sit in the lunch table with my own bestfriend. Our only form of contact was the smile she would rarely return in the hallways, and the pitiful glances she would give discreetly.
It wasn't any better at home. I couldn't look at my father in the eye or even be in the same room as him for that matter. Needless to say, I was disgusted by his actions. He took advantage of my mother's caring and forgiving disposition. And my mother, she just accepted it. It was something I couldn't understand about her.
All of that happened and I couldn't help but think back to Niall. Its stupid and pathetic. Yes, I know. All that happens in my life and I can't stop thinking about a boy. Its pathetic how all my thoughts always somehow made their way back to him. I just can't comprehend how, why? It all happened so quickly. After the meeting there were so many reassurances. So many 'I will be there.' So many, ' I'll never leave your side, we'll get through it together '. But when it came to actions, it was as if those words were never spoken. They never existed. He drove me back home and then just forgot. Not a call, not a text. Nothing to say, hey I'm alive. I didn't just vanish from the world. Nothing.
I didn't have anyone. Not Stacy, not mom, not father. Not Niall.
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Hey sorry, I probably made her seem like she was really Dependant on others. Or like she's just like any other girl from any other story who feels overly lonely. I just needed to like show how she was feeling and yeah.
But anyway, comment and vote. Let me know your alive...
