Silent Call - (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter Seventeen

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Skylar's POV

*Flashback*

I stumbled up the stairs the tears profoundly streaming down my face and blurring my vision. I pushed my bedroom door open and slammed it shut. I ran to my bathroom only causing me to trip over my feet and falling face first on the cool wooden floor. I curled up in a ball, cradling my legs to my chest.

"You're useless..." Her words continued running through my head. "Why don't you just go kill yourself? It would save us all some time!" I pounded my fists on the ground repeatedly trying to get the haunting voice out of my head. I bit my lip trying to muffle the screams that were flooding out.

"Why! Why me?" I screamed. I poured my tears out onto the sleek wooden floor. Why did this happen to me? What did I do to them? My mind was racing as the words were repeated over and over in my head. My head pounded as I tried to lift myself up off of the floor. I grabbed hold of the sink and tugged myself up.

My reflection in the mirror haunted me at I stared at the pathetic girl in front of me. All I saw in that mirror was complete and utter disgust. My eyes darted to the Swiss Army knife my grandfather had given me before he passed sitting on the back of the toilet. I always carried it around with me, but for some reason it laid there behind the toilet. I slowly reached for the rusty red piece of metal. I flipped it open, the metal making the familiar 'woshink' noise. I stared at the tip of the knife, it was sharp. My father sharpened it for me after we had gone hunting in America. I ran my pointer finger across the blade in fascination. The sharp end sliced my finger slightly, bright red blood oozing out of the cut. I cursed quietly at the pain. But soon after it also felt relaxing, as if I was releasing all of this stress that was built up in side of me.

I took the blade in my right hand and gently turned it over. Before I really knew what I was doing, I slid the cool metal across my pale skin, breaking it as I did so. Bright red blood oozed out, the sight was sickening but also reliving. It felt like as the blood flowed out the pain and stress went with it. Again I pulled the knife across my skin, breaking the delicate skin it tore through.

About eight cuts in my eyes began to droop. I became light headed and my body felt weak. I dropped the knife in the sink, the blood splattering in the white bowl of the sink. I fell to my bum on the cool floor, that was now covered in little drips of red blood. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back on a towel that was laying on the floor. It smelt of Niall. My eyes filled with tears. The familiar tickle of tears began to race down my cheeks, falling into a puddle on the floor. I felt darkness surround me blocking out all of reality. I didn't care, it took the pounding from my head away, it took it all the pain away.

*End Flashback*

We got to the hospital and the nurses took Niall right away. Liam had asked at the front desk for Dr. Lila to come down so he could try and explain to her what had happened.

“He was really late for rehearsal this morning and he wouldn't pick up his mobile. We all drove over there to see if he was okay but he also wouldn't answer the door. I had my key on me and unlocked the door myself to see what was up. We searched the whole flat, and Louis found him...” Liam looked over at Louis as he was struggling to keep it together.

“I found him out cold laying on the bathroom floor. There were pieces of glass stuck in his arm and a broken picture frame in his bedroom. There was blood...a lot of it. I'm assuming that's why he passed out?” Louis explained to Dr. Lila. She nodded and told us she'd go talk to the emergency technician and take over his case.

About a half an hour later the new doctor came into the waiting room and told us to follow him. He led us down the long white hallways that I had been wondering for days now. The guys walked into the hospital room and I followed close behind. It was my room, Niall in another bed on the other half of the room.

"He's going to be okay, we had to stitch the cuts up because they were pretty jagged and the glass was lodged in for a while," The doctor said flipping through his tan clipboard. "Would you guys have any clue why he would want to inflict pain on himself?" He asked looking up at the guys.

"That's his girlfriend," Liam said painfully his eyes flickering to my bed. "We never expected him to self harm like she did in the past," Liam shook his head as he looked down at his feet. I felt ashamed as soon as he mentioned it. I felt like it was all my fault that Niall was now in the hospital with me, but this time actually being treated himself. But then it dawned on me...it is all my fault he's here. I'm still in a damn coma and he's falling apart with out me.

"Okay, well were going to keep an eye on him for a while. I'll come back in a while to check on him. If he wakes up, give him some space and then come and get me," He explained.

"Okay, thank you," Liam nodded as the doctor left the room. Liam let out a deep sigh and moved from his spot by the door, he came over and sat next to me on Niall's bed, oblivious of my presence.

"I never expected him to do this," He sighed putting his head in his hands.

"None of us did mate, when I left yesterday he was still beaten up but I thought he would be fine," Louis said rubbing Liam's shoulder.

“You went to his flat yesterday?” Liam asked.

“Uhh yeah I did...” Louis looked panicked for a second as he thought about what to say. “I wanted to make sure he was okay. I know you said he was really upset after he ran off yesterday...He had gone to the pub downtown, he was pretty wasted.”

“Oh, okay. Well thanks for checking on him, Lou,” Liam said smiling up at the elder lad. "Hey mate, how did you even think to look in the bathroom?" Liam asked after a moment of silence. My eyes widened as I looked up at Louis. Was he going to tell them he heard and felt me? I tensed slightly but went to sit next to Lou at the end of Niall's bed and took his hand in mine.

“Tell them, Louis. They need to believe him...do it for me?” I pleaded, hoping he'd hear me like he did the day before. He flinched at first but recovered quickly. Louis slowly looked over to Liam and glanced around at the other guys.

"I don't know exactly. You wouldn't believe me if I told you..." He shrugged.

“Aw, c'mon, Lou. Tell us,” Zayn spoke up. Louis nodded and continued,

"It felt as if Skylar was there guiding me to him. I know you guys thought he was crazy for thinking he saw her but I don't think he was joking. She was there at his flat when we were yesterday. She came to me and touched my hand..” Louis chuckled at the memory almost not believing it himself. “It freaked me out at first but then she spoke to me. I thought I was hearing things, but she was pleading for me to follow her to the bathroom. And well you guys know the rest...she was right and she led me to him,” Louis finished and the other guy's mouths were hanging open.

Written by Janellexox and @runawaydreammachine

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