sex partners // louis

Chapter 36

L O U I S

I take back every fucking word. No way in hell is this good for Abby. I thought maybe seeing someone succeed and live their life would make Abby want that, too. Not that Abby would discover Liam's friends sister dead. And Abby knew this would happen, yet she left Noni alone. And I had told her to.

We've been watching Elyse closely, as she sits by the front door, her eyes still streaming and her face blotchy. She hasn't stopped crying, and I don't blame her.  So much for a relaxing rest of the trip. Liam says he wants us to stay for the funeral, and  Elyse's parents are on their way home. I honestly don't want to be here when they get here, but oh well. 

Abby has been in the guest room by herself. "I feel terrible." Harry says, since we're sitting on the couch together. "I know. I don't know how to help." Marcel is on the other couch. He hasn't said a word since the ambulance left. "I think she just needs her parents to come home. Sammy's helping her right now. That's what she needs. None of us but Liam would probably be any help at the moment." Niall tells us, and we nod our heads in agreement. I get up and pass Elyse and Sammy on my way down the stairs. I push open the door slowly and see Abby sitting up on the bed, her eyes closed. "Ab, it's me." I whisper, but she doesn't move. So I sit down next to her. I take her hand and wrap my fingers in hers, making her sigh. "Why did this have to happen?" "I don't know. Honestly, i don't." "It's like.. Everywhere I go, there's always something bad happening." 

 "What do you mean?" She sighs again, then quickly says "Forget it." "No. What do you mean? Wasn't going to rehab good for you?" She shakes her head, and a tear slips onto her lap. "Abby? Talk to me." I have no fucking clue why she's saying this. What is happening. "Louis, the third or fourth day I was there.. I was put into this room with this other girl." "Okay?" "And she has a relationship with one of the security guards." "Okay?" "He came in one time while I was getting dressed, and she wasn't there.." her voice breaks, and I realise where she's going with this. "Love, don't continue. I know it's killing you to live with this, and i don't want you to have to relive it right now." I say, running my fingers through her hair. "All I c-could think about was the night of Niall's barbecue..." 

Shit. Fucking shit. "Ab-" "No, don't say anything. It's not your fault, Louis." "But it is. If I hadn't been doing drugs, then-" "Seriously, stop it." "Is this why we didn't, you know, the other day?" I ask calmly. "Y-yes." "my god, all I ever do is make your life a living hell. i'm fucking sorry." she looks at me, but she doesn't look mad. "Louis, it's not your fault I was raped." "But it's my fault you're fucked up."

aha guys this is so short

but it's ok 'cos im home sick ily guys 30.3k woo