Only The Brave {A Louis Tomlinson Fanfiction}

Chapter Eight: Faded Colours ~ Part 2

A/N: I'd also like to put a trigger warning on this for mentions of death to infants and fertility problems, as weird as that sounds without context. Also, trigger warning for mental health problems such as anxiety, depression and being suicidal. I have no idea what any of you have been through in your lives and I just want to make sure that everyone is ok with the topics. If you would like to skip this chapter but know what happened, just PM me and I will send you a simpler version of this. And my PM's are always open if you want to talk <3

Louis' POV

"Louis?" She whispered, opening her e yes and looking up at me. I was already looking at her, and our eyes instantly locked. "I'm ready."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, Louis. I'm one hundred percent sure. I'm ready to tell you."

She kept eye contact with me as she began to speak.

"My family actually used to be a happy one, you know. And I also wasn't an only child. I, uh, I had sister. Um, many years ago there was a car crash. Oh, it was so bad. Mum broke her leg, dad broke a few ribs, I broke my damn finger and my little sister... she died. She was only four. I was thirteen. Mum had a lot of trouble falling pregnant again, hence the large age gap between us. She didn't die on impact, though. She was rushed to hospital and was in a coma but after a week, when there was no sign of her condition improving, they took off her life support. 

"When she died, all of us were devastated. After a few weeks of the three of us crying, we finally plucked up the courage to pull ourselves together. But then, everything took a turn for the absolute worst. They're sadness suddenly turned to anger. They blamed me for my sisters' death. And then the abuse started; they'd yell at me, they'd hit me, push me into things - you get the point." She sighed and diverted our eye contact. I looked up at the ceiling and then back at her, my heart was jumping in my chest. When I looked down, she was looking at me and my blue eyes met her own baby blues, except hers were filled with tears. 

She gulped and looked down. She began to speak again. "I think you know what happened next. Like, my mental health went downhill and my anxiety and depression became SO much worse. I became suicidal, and turned to self-harm. I'm guessing you've seen my scars, well, the bracelets that cover them at least."

I looked back at the ceiling. Tears began to prickle my eyes so I shut my eyes. I felt her hand reach up and touch my cheek gently. I opened my eyes and a single tear rolled down my cheek. I looked down at her and met her eyes. Hers were still watery with tears, but apparently her tear ducts are stronger than mine.

"Hey," she whispered. "It's okay. I'm ok. Its been a while since I last harmed myself. Like, almost... a week. But, its because of you. You saved me! I cannot thank you enough for coming into my life like this, and saving me like this."

I held her waist tighter. "I really saved you?"

"Yeah, even before you knew me. You, your music, those weird edits that people post on YouTube - everything!" I sniffled and another two tears rolled down my cheek, happy ones this time. She hugged me. "Hey now, no tears!" She wiped them off my face with the pads of her thumbs.

"No, they're happy tears!" I giggled. "I'm so happy that I could help you like that. It just, oh my gosh, makes me so happy."

Alli giggled. "Aw, that's so sweet!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." I chuckled, sitting up. "We have to actually start the day!" We're leaving for Melbourne very soon, this afternoon actually. Come on, get up!"

"Ugh, no!"

"Well, clearly you don't want to get up yourself. So, I'm just gonna do it for you!" She looked at me with furrowed eyebrows until it clicked in her head what I was actually going to do.

"Louis! NO, no, no, no, no!" I already had my arms around her waist. She started screeching. "Put me DOWN!"

"No can do, sweetheart." I said, throwing her over my shoulder. "I need breakfast and I can't cook for shit so we're going to the local McDonald's - I saw one down the street."

"Louis! I can walk!"

"Well, I don't trust you enough not to run back to bed... however, we need to get dressed so..."

I put Alli down and she ran to her suitcase to get clothes to change into. I also went to my suitcase and got some clothes out, that I drastically threw on my body.

"Woah there, Sancho!" Alli said from behind me. How the hell was she already dressed?

"Okay, well, I want hotcakes, so, let's go!"

She grabbed my hand which made me blush. "Yes, let's."