Nobody Compares

Chapter 28- Good Bye

I felt someone frantically pull my shirt off. You're alive, idiot! I screamed at myself. I couldn't open my eyes. I only felt. A stranger is about to get you naked! I tried to do something but the darkness was pulling me in quicky, and my body was getting numb. I felt my body be jerked up, and my bra unclasped. After that I didn't feel anything. I knew I was dying. I knew I wouldn't live the rest of the night. I just hoped I'd die with dignity. 

Niall flashed in my mind. He'd find me tomorrow before we were leaving. I'd be blue, and I'd have bite marks from animals smelling dead meat, that was preserved. My boyfriend was going to find me naked and dead. He'd probably think that I gave myself away first. He'd probably think it was murder. When he found out it was suicide ...

I'd never be able to meet Maura. He'd have to tell his mum to cancel the flight to Ireland since his girlfriend killed himself. Telling his dad, "Hey dad, me and Piper aren't coming, she killed herself. Kay, love ya, bye."

The black finally took me. My last thought was Niall. Hopefully he remembered I loved him. Even in my death I love him.

The sweet strumming of a guitar welcomed me to heaven. I had no water in my throat anymore. It burned slightly. 

"He's sitting at the table, the hours get later

She was supposed to be here

He's sure she would have called

He waits a little longer, there's no one in the driveway

No one's said they've seen her

Why, is something wrong?

He looks back to the window

Suddenly the phone rings

A voice says something's happened

That he should come right now

His mind goes to December

He thinks of when he asked her

He bent down on his knees first

And he said

I want you forever, forever and always

Through the good and the bad and the ugly

We'll grow old together

Forever and always." 

Niall was singing. Did he die too? Worry ran through my mind. I decided to take a peak. I was in the bedroom. I felt my wrist. I had a heartbeat. I was alive. I lived. Someone must've saved me. 

Niall had his back to me, sitting at the end of the bed, holding a guitar, singing. It surprised me. His voice sounded exactly like it did on the Take Me Home CD.

"Niall?" I croaked. He jumped, scared. He almost dropped the guitar. He put the guitar on the chair, and slid into the bed with me. He had his snapback on, and he looked happy. "What's wrong? When are we leaving?" My voice was weak. I saw a glass of water on the table next to me, so I took a quick gulp. 

"Do you remember what happened last night?" I thought. Yep, I remember. I tried killing myself and someone undressed me. Yep, I remember. I nodded. "Why would you do that to yourself?" 

I only replied a squeky, "Its the only pain I could control." 

"What do you mean?" He reached my head and pulled me closer. He reached for my waist and slid me across the bed.