The 99 ways I loved you

Chapter 6

Everyone is so happy i'm alive... Well not me!

I wanted to die, but why was I putting up a fight? Theres no reception, were miles away from people and any hospital, It should've worked...

But why god.

I bent over, placing both hands on my forehead.

I wrote for until I fell asleep.

60:The way you support me, when 61...

62...no one else does

63: The way you act so shy and sweet when you're with me.

I made it to 65

When put the book aside.

I sat there staring at the floor.

All the sudden I found myself walking to the door and quietly giggling the handel.

My feet guided my towards the kitchen, it was like I lost control of myself.

My hands and feet had a different plan than I did.

I stopped dead in my tracks in the kitchen. I stood there staring at the fridge.

My eyes danced across the room until, I realized what I was doing.

I gave a crooked smile and tiptoed to the cutlery cabinet.

I reached with cold hands into the wood cabinet.

I pulled out several knives.

I delicately slid the tip of my finger.

On each blade, Testing to see which was the sharpest.

I chose a small one with a violently sharp blade. I scooped up the dull remanding knives and slide them back into the small wood cabinet.

I turned to see Niall, standing in front of me.

"Hey... Niall" I said shakily.

Did he see? I frantically thought up millions of scenarios.

"Britney, what are you doing"?

He asked suspiciously.

"Um.. I was um.. Hungry!

Yeah .. I was hungry...but ugh I think.. Um I'm just gonna go to bed.."

I said hesitantly.

"Oh, Well i'm making something to eat, do you want something Britney"?

Niall asked.

"Um no thank you"

I said sliding the little knife into my pocket holding it close.

Niall smiled and I shot a weak smile back.

I began to walk out when I felt Niall's hands turn me around swiftly.

"Britney, I'm really glad you're okay" he said hugging me.

I stretched my arms around him and held him closely.

I released Niall and walked back into my room.

.............

I sat in my bed feeling the tip of the knife with my finger

"Ugh Britney" Liam barged in

I quickly threw the knife under the blanket.

He shut my door and slowly came to sit beside me,

"Let me guess you're sorry" I said raising my eyebrows.

"Britney... I had no right to yell at you, I was scared" He said looking down

"You were scared" My eyes went wide"

"Yes, because if I ever lost you... I would never forgive myself" He said with tears in his eyes.

I looked at him in shock "Why would you blame yourself?"

"I would always feel like I could've saved you... Could've done something.." He trailed off

Before I could open my moth Liam sighed and continued

"Brit, you are one of my best friends and I hate seeing you this way"

Liam got up and started to walk for the door.

"I love you" He said turning to face me one last time before exiting the room.

I was left sitting there in shock.