Alice's POV»
Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. Alice you will not cry. I kept repeating this to myself. I'm about to break. I can't break. Not here, not with everyone watching. I'm selfish. I should die. I should've a long time ago. I could save everyone trouble. I need my blade. My pretty silver blade. The blade that never lies. The blade that gives me what I deserve. I'm selfish. I'm weak. I'm a bitch. I deserve to die.
Louis picks me up. My wrist is jostled and I almost cry out in pain, but I stop myself. I deserve this. Where are we going. I wish I'd been listening but my thoughts blocked out the world. Louis continues carrying me. I can't do this. I can't. Why am I here? What's my purpose? Nobody needs me, nobody loves me. I'm worthless. Louis gets to the car and sets me in the middle of the very back seat. Harry sits next to me on one side and Louis on the other. Harry hold me close to his chest, and he gazes at my cut arm. I can tell it hurt him to see.
"I'm sorry." I whisper. It's the first time I've spoken in a while.
"You don't need to be sorry. I just don't understand why you did that." he brushes his fingers against my newest cuts. "You seemed fine the whole time, and now I see this."
"I'm so sorry. I'm a selfish bitch just like Logan said." I ignore what he just said. "Maybe if they were a little deeper I wouldn't be here and this wouldn't have happened. It's my fault. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
This time Louis speaks. "Its not your fault. That douche bag, Logan better stay the hell away from you and all of us, because if he gets anywhere near anyone of us I'm going to personally break every single one of his bones." Louis is seething with anger. He just snapped. Great. That's my fault too.
"Alice, we're at the hospital now, but we're going to talk later and your going to tell me everything."
I climbed out of the car, and walked in to the sterile building. I hate hospitals.
Liam's POV»( I haven't done Liam yet:P)
It's kind of hard to believe all that's happened. Alice's arms were covered in scars, she had broken a guy's nose ( the guy that was apparently the reason for the scars), and Alice's wrist was broken and stuck at a very unnatural angle. I had seen the scars earlier when Alice went pushing past me during the game thanks to a tip from Lou, and it was terrible. Some how during the game me and Lou pointed the out to Zayn and Niall, who spotted them easily because the tank top didn't cover any of her arm. I just didn't know what to do. This was Harry's girl and he was going to have to figure it out.
I drove the car again and we pulled up to the hospital. Lou and Harry helped Alice so I just sat in the waiting room with the basketball girls. They all stood in a huddle as girls tend to do, and talked. Eventually one of them started tearing up and sat down next to me. This girl I knew was Aubrey because she was the only blonde on the team except for Alice.
Aubrey was short like Alice, but other than that they were quite different. Aubrey's hair was a dirty blonde and was ridiculously straight. Aubrey also had a nice tan skin tone while Alice was porcelain doll pale. Aubrey had gray eyes and Alice's were a vivid green.
"Are you alright?" I asked Aubrey as tears leaked out of the corner of her eye.
"I'm fine, it's just so sad to see you know?" She took a deep breath to calm herself." Or I guess you wouldn't know. You just met her didn't you? You wouldn't know."
"If you want to talk about it I'll listen. I haven't got much else to do. I've been told I'm a great listener." I smiled at her. O wanted to help her. She just seemed so down.
"Its just Alice. She changed so much. She used to be this person everyone could smile at. Alice knew exactly what to do to brighten someone's day. She'd almost killed herself once trying to make this boy named Aaron laugh. He was always so gloomy and depressing, so Alice wouldn't leave him alone. She cracked jokes, made cookies, shows him the funniest things, and he wouldn't even smile. You have to know that Alice was never a good girl to get this part. She's always been in fights and she's good too. Did you see how she broke Logan's nose with one punch? So, to make Aaron laugh, she brought firecrackers to school one day. Which makes no sense since everyone knows she terrified of fire. But she almost lit the school on fire, and she got suspended for a month. She's a good sweet talker or she would have been completely kicked out. That's was just one thing Alice did, there's a ton of more stories but they've been kinda forgotten because of how much she's changed."
I nod my head in understanding. "She sounds like a good enough lass."
"But do you see her now? I'm not sure of all of what's happened to do that to her. She won't speak to anyone but Tristan, Heather, and Shandi. I think Tristan's the only one with the whole story out of those three. The girls and me were talking over there and we were all surprised Alice called us. She hasn't played any sort of sport since eighth grade. We all miss her. And today when she passed me the ball..." Aubrey trails off and she cries. "Did you see her arms? I didn't know it was even there! No one did! And she would have had to be doing that for years. I should have helped. We all should have noticed, or asked Alice if she was okay when she changed. But we didn't. And I can't imagine being so alone, or sad, or scared enough to do that to yourself." Aubrey sobbed into my shoulder.
"Its going to be okay. I'm sure Alice will be fine with a little help. You couldn't have done much to stop it anyway, if it's as bad as it is." I tell her. This poor girl. Poor Alice too. I wonder what happened?
"Wanna know what makes this worse? I think I knew somewhere Alice needing help, and I didn't. I didn't help her and I knew. She spent all her time helping others when all along she needed help."
"Shhh," I hush into Aubrey's ear. "Calm down. It's okay."
"No. It's not, don't tell lies. She afraid of needles. She passes out at the thought of them, and she's doing that to her skin, which has to be a million times more painful. She needed someone to be strong and fight for her like she's always fought for everyone else and no one did. Her parents even leave her as much as possible. She needs someone strong."
"She's got Harry now. I guarantee he'll do everything he can. He's a great lad."
"Make me a promise?"she looked up with her wet eyes.
"Sure. Anything."
"Promise that if Harry can't help you will. You seem nice and strong and like a person to keep promises." She tells me.
"Will you stop crying?" I ask. She nods. "Then yes. I'll look after Alice if Harry can't." Of course I'm confident one of my best mates is more than capable.
"Thanks for listening Liam." Then we settle into the hospital chairs for the long wait ahead of us.
(What do you think about Liam's promise? Do you like Aubrey? She's meant to be a really sweet, intelligent, caring, and good at athletics. She's a lot like Liam but a girl. Comment please.)
