Deranged • Ghost N.H. au

Twenty two

A/n: Sorry for the late update, you guys. I've been laying sick in bed for the last two days because I drank one glass of wine on friday. ONE FREAKING GLASS OF WINE. Well, I guess that will be a sippy cup filled with lemonade on my 18th birthday, next month. So, enjoy the chapter and don't forget to vote and comment. 

I heard the door to my room open and after a few seconds, softly closing again. I yawned and covered my mouth with my hand. "Hey, Riley!" Rose's joyful voice spoke up as I tried to sit up straight. My body was still healing and almost everything I did hurt. The doctor had told me that I suffered from six broken ribs, a severe concussion and a lot of bruising, spread out over my whole body. I hadn't dared to look at myself in the mirror yet, I was scared that I wouldn't recognize myself. I could feel the large cut on my face, it hurt and I'm pretty sure it looked horrific. 

Well, I don't know if I remember what I look like, to be honest. I didn't remember anything else so how could I remember my own face? All these questions started to cause another headache to rise again so I quickly switched my attention to Rose. 

"Hi, Rose." I smiled kindly at her, I really appreciated it that she came by almost every day. It made me feel like I wasn't completely alone on this world. "How are you doing today?" She asked me as she sat down on my bed, pulling her knees up to her chest. 

"I'm alright, my head hurts but the doctors said that's normal." I explained, tucking some loose strings of hair behind my ear. "I really wish I could take a shower though, I haven't had one in days and the nurses are too busy to help me." I frowned as she started smiling and jumped down from the bed. 

"I'll help you, come on. You gotta look hot for those cute male doctors." She winked, making my burst out in laughter. "Rose! I don't think anyone of the male species would want me now, I look horrible." I laughed, slowly getting out of the bed as Rose gave me a hand. When my bare feet touched the cold floor, I shivered slightly. Rose held me by my torso, carefully not to hurt my injured ribs as we made our way over to my private bathroom. Once inside, she closed the door behind us and I started to undress. 

It took a few minutes before I had managed to take all my clothes off, with the help of Rose. I couldn't really bend my body in the way that you normally bend it when you're dressing or undressing yourself so it was difficult. Rose turned on the shower for me and I stepped in, closing the curtain so I would have a bit of privacy. Rose remained in the small bathroom, leaning against the walls that were way to white for my liking while I sat down on a chair that was placed inside the shower. I quickly washed my hair, trying not to hurt myself as I raised my hands above my head. 

"You alright in there?" I heard Rose's voice from behind the shower curtain. "I'm fine." I smiled at her kindness. I don't think I've ever met someone with a heart as kind as Rose's. I know I don't remember anyone from my past life but I was sure about this. I would've remembered someone like her. 

I cleaned my body and called for Rose when I was done. "Rose?" I moved the shower curtain a little bit to the side and stuck my head out, seeing her jump up from the floor. "You're done?" She asked me, grabbing a towel and handing it over. "Thanks." I smiled while closing the curtain again and drying myself off, wrapping the towel around myself afterwards. I stepped out of the small shower, Rose immediately there to help me. She handed me my clothes and helped me put them back on. 

Five minutes later I was safely back in my plain white bed, my wet hair sticking to my cheeks as I pulled it up and put it in a messy bun on top of my head. I closed my eyes when suddenly Rose spoke up from behind me. 

"Hey, you got a card." She smiled while handing it over to me. I furrowed my brows and sat up straight, opening the small yellow envelope, laying it down on the bedside table. I unfolded the small piece of paper and let my eyes read over the words that were written down, more like scribbled actually.

"They both cry for you, Riley. But it doesn't matter, you will all fall down in the end."

And then I remembered. My eyes started to close by themselves as everything was played out like an old movie, inside my head. 

I moved from London to Mullingar, Ireland, about two months ago. I moved here because my parents had died in a car accident and I couldn't forgive myself. I moved in to an old house an met Niall Horan, the boy who tormented me for weeks before he accepted me in to his household. I remembered meeting Ethan and how he tried to get frisky and rape me when Niall saved me from him. I remembered the letters I had been receiving, the letters that came from the person that had killed Niall and his parents, Bobby and Maura Horan. I remembered how Niall and I had started to develop such a strong bond and how he had kissed me, making butterflies errupt in my stomach once more. I remembered how Ethan was found dead on my property, almost four weeks ago and how Harry was held responsible for that, I remember how they took him, shoving him in to the back of the police car while I just stood there and did nothing. I remember going to the graveyard with Niall to visit his parents, only to find out that his father had a brother that nobody knew about. I remembered everything as I opened my eyes and stared at the small note in my hand. I heard Rose's voice but it sounded like it came from a mile away and with everything she said, it started to drift off even further.

I need to get out of here and get back to Niall, he needs to know that I'm still alive. I need to make sure everyone knows that Harry hasn't killed Ethan. I can't believe I wasted four weeks by just laying in this room. 

I had to get out of here, now. 

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