OPEN WOUNDS | N.H

| Chapter Five |

I skipped dinner that night. The nurse came knocking on my door and before she could finish her sentence I practicably ripped her head off with my response. I told her that I wasn't in the mood for eating and that I wanted to be left alone. But more in a.. well, aggressive way I guess you could say. I may or may not of hurled a cup at the door.

She didn't say much after that, but I heard her feet quickly patter away, but only to have heavy footsteps return minutes later. Mr. Daleys to be exact. He knocked on my door wanting to talk more, but I told him to fuck off.

After I took some time to myself for a few hours after my break down, I went over in my head on what happened. I came to the conclusion that Mr. Daley manipulated me. He tricked me, he used his story on what happened to his family to get me to open up. He made me go through those fucking flashbacks and feelings of hurt for his own observation because 'its his job' fuck that shit. He can take all his research and information and shove it up his ass.

He told me that it was best we continued our conversation 'civilly' and that being this way wouldn't get me anywhere but trouble. Trouble? He should know by now I could give a fuck about that anymore. I told him to leave me the fuck alone, but he had the nerve to bring Addie up again, saying 'she wouldn't want this for you' that made me snap. I said fuck you with a string of curse words leading after, throwing my lamp at the wall shattering it.

And that led me here. In the 'Shoe'. The shoe's solitary confinement. I'm down here for the next 12 hours because of my behavior but I could give a fuck. The less people the better. I rather be on my own, by myself. Its better that way.. but that soon changed because the only thing that kept me company were the memory's of Addie. That's the only thing I had left.. and that can be the best and worst thing.

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"Niall, no." Addie whispered, shaking her head desperately at me with pleading eyes, sitting next to me on the couch as I held the phone to my ear.

I looked at her hesitating, while my arm was still around her on the phone with Ivan, an old friend that I haven't talked to for almost four months now.

Me and Addie were in the middle of watching Marley and Me when my phone buzzed in my pocket, I picked it up as Addie's head laid on my shoulder cuddled up to me. It was my surprise to hear Ivans voice. We use to go out for drinks on the weekend sometimes and get shattered.

He was asking me if I wanted to go for a drink at the pub because it's been so long. Addie obviously heard that since her head shot up looking at me with wide eyes. I had been sober for three months now, and its been going great between me and Addie, not gonna lie I get tempted and I have the urge to just have one drink but Addie helps me through it. She's supportive and I really need that in my life.

I cleared my throat, "Mate- Im gonna have to pass." I answered with some disappointment laced in my tone.

Addie's eyes showed relief, but also I saw a glint of guilt. Ivan was shell shocked when he heard that one, he said "Wow, the guys weren't kiddin' when they said you sobberd up."

I chuckled at that, Honestly I wouldn't of believed it three months ago either.

There was a short pause on the other line and he said, "Well, then don't have a drink then. Just come and hangout with me, the guys are gonna be there too. You don't have to drink or anythin' I miss you, mate."

I frowned, I missed them too, I missed my friends. Even if most of the time all we did was drink, we still hung out and talked. I missed talking to them, and I know Addie thought it was best just to take a break from them until I was out of the drinking loop but maybe just tonight I could change that. I wasn't going to drink or anything, it was only one night. It wasn't gonna kill me.