Broken Generation (Sequel to Don't Go)

Chapter 1

** So, little note here: Everything that is underlined is from Throne, sometimes the lyrics will be slightly changed to make it fit into the chapter. **

** Oli's P.O.V. **

It has been two weeks since the last time that I have seen her. Two full weeks of me in my room drowning in my own sorrow. Since the tour ended we fought too much, I should have tried to understand her and not jump to conclusions. I started to think about how the sticks and the stones that she used to throw built me an empire. Those words that she spat during those weeks were harmful. However, only now I truly understand that I needed those words to be said and I should have realized that she was indeed correct.

The only times I had actually left my room was to eat something every few days and to get alcohol to try and numb my feelings. Occasionally it would also be to give food to Oskar and Dylan so they wouldn't starve. It felt like she beat me black and blue. It was all my fault if she took all her stuff and left. I was the only person to blame. I was able to fuck up the best relationship I have ever had, literally fuck up. I wonder if there was any way to get her back. Maybe not, who was I kidding? I couldn't expect to her to forgive me. I mean, I never forgave Hannah and she did the same exact thing. I would only be a hypocrite to truly believe something like that.

My thoughts once again had went back to her. I wonder where she was. Maybe at Josh's house? I mean, it would make sense since they are best friends. She would most likely go and find comfort within him and Crimson. Or maybe she went to Evan's house? I mean, could it be possible? They got very close recently... Did she even know where he lived or been to his house? Oh wait she did, she slept there when she escaped... once more from me. It felt like a never ending cycle. We are happy, shit happens, she runs away and I feel shitty for causing this.

I suddenly heard the door being slammed open. I didn't even bother to look who it was. I continued to lie on my bed and stare at the wall. In one fast and smooth movement the blankets that were covering my body disappeared and the cold air took it's place.

"What the hell man? Give me back those blankets!" I yelled as I turned around. In my surprise I found Nicholls standing there holding the blankets in his hand.

"You're kidding me? There is no way I'm giving it back. You need to get out of that goddamn bed Oli!" Nicholls replied angrily.

"Why the fuck should I? There is no reason for me to. Just let me stay in here please." I told him. He started to shake his hand and threw the blankets on the other side of the room.

"No! You can't just remain in this fucking bed and weep. The world doesn't fucking stop and wait for you get better to start turning again! I don't give a fuck about how it feels that she left you. To be honest she did good! You were a fucking asshole! Didn't you even notice how much you were hurting her?!" Nicholls replied shouting. I knew he was right. I was an asshole. However I was going to fix everything for good, however I got too drunk to even fucking realize what I was doing.

"Nicholls, yes I was a fucking asshole. Thank you for pointing out the obvious. However please believe me, at least you. After you told me all that stuff I was going to change and make peace with her. I wanted to fix everything, I just got too drunk and I didn't even know what I was actually doing until she opened the door." I said softly.

"You didn't know what you were doing? Man, I understand we can get really drunk and do crazy shit, but not realizing you're fucking another girl?! Not so believable. How about this? You fucking get up, take a shower cause you reek, get dressed to seem like a normal human being and I take you to Josh's house so you can fucking talk to Nicole. Even though I bet this will not end well, you should at least fucking explain and say you're fucking sorry for crushing her innocent heart. I will wait for you outside so I can at least take you back home." He told me. As soon as he pronounced her name my eyes lit up. I can do that. I want to talk to her. I need to talk to her and see her. I immediately got up and went to the bathroom. As I was walking I could see Nicholls giving me a small, weak smile.