¶𝗥𝗼𝗰𝗸 𝗕𝗼𝘁𝘁𝗼𝗺 [H.S]

Chapter III

Nightmares
In a
Damaged Brain

𝙼𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎

My head was aching when I woke up. I had a hard time remembering things, but when I saw the IV I was hooked on, I realized I was still alive.

God, I don't want to sound ungrateful, but I wish last night was my final hour. At least I would've spent it with someone as messed up as me, not feeling out of place.

As I turned my head to the side, I met my gaze with Kai's. He was sitting on a chair beside my bed, watching me with tired eyes.

"What happened?" I asked as my voice cracked.

He stood up from his place, a big smile taking over his face. He was glad to see me. At least, someone was.

"Apparently, you mixed drugs and alcohol and ended up overdosing on the alcohol," he explained. I followed him with my eyes as he walked around the bed before he was beside me. Then he leaned over with a beautiful smile. "Good morning. I'm glad you woke up," he whispered and then kissed my forehead.

I pushed my lips into a smile, even though my nerves were eating me inside out. Who else knew about this? Did my family know?

"Does anyone else know I overdosed? My father? Liam? How did you find out about it?" I asked, concern taking over my voice.

Kai handed me a glass of water and a pill. My eyes lingered on it for a quick second before he dropped it in the water to dissolve.

"Yes. They do," he said, watching me with his sad blue eyes, "Liam called me on his way to the hospital."

Fuck.

I closed my eyes, feeling the dull ache in the back of my head. It was official, I was making my comeback at the rehabilitation camp. Maybe if I was lucky, I could go to those addict meetings, but then again, my father would never let me do that. Someone could see me there and then there it goes, another headline.

I slowly opened my eyes. "Who took me to the hospital?" I breathed out.

Kai didn't say anything right away. Instead, he pushed his lips into a thin line as he helped me sit up on the bed, placing pillows behind my back for support.

I knew for a fact Harry wasn't the one to do it. I remember him turning on the shower, which obviously shows he still tried to save me, but a hospital? He would never put himself at risk even if there was another life on the line. Maybe it was Zayn who took me there?