Never Let Me Go (Liam Payne)

Chapter 12 ~ Jealousy Is Un-attractive

Author's Note: This is another terrible cliff hanger and I'm very sorry! I'm crying right now and I have a box of tissues next to me. There's "a lot of detail" and that's why it's short; but I hope you enjoy this :) Katie really brings out her bitchy side and her and Phoebe bond a little bit more. Leave ideas of what you want to happen in the future. You have a week of commenting and best comment is awarded with a dedication. So, with that said.... GO! 

P.S Thank you for all your lovely comments, on the last chapter and I replied!  I mean it when I say 'loyal reader' because you are all tremendous and beautiful in your own way! If anyone tells you different, I will hut them down.

Now, for the chapter! Enjoy! 

Katie, xx

Chapter 12 ~ Jealousy Is Un-attractive

I woke up; with a throbbing headache, the next morning. And God... how it was painful! What I experienced - six hours ago-, wasn't Liam's fault; but it was Paul's fault. Paul made that memory stick to my mind forever. Paul made that memory haunt my mind -like a ghost and I was made a fool, in this very moment. I was weak, pathetic.

The memory was like a lollipop sticking to the back of my hand and, I didn't like how it was affecting me, so. Those flashbacks scard my soul and my mind together. It was digging into me like a saw and it was making me feel weak and very vulnerable. It felt so deep, it felt like it was cutting into my own flesh! Yes, I was a bit dramatic sometimes and we were probably risking our lives (and our precious souls) for nothing. But what I experienced, was no joke. It was fucking real and it was  a piss-take. 

I had a serious amount of hatred for the brown-haired and I didn't want to know him anymore. I shouldn't of held onto him like that -in the mini bus-. And, I should of never cried in front of him like a fucking baby. I should have run away from him, whilst I still could because I should have known that he was going to make me feel like this. Weak, vulnerable, soul-less. He was definitely illegal and I wasn't afraid to scream that in his face.

Why did I not want to know him anymore? That fucktard made my blood boil and my heart race. He changed me from the girl I was -this morning-, and now I hated him with a passion. Screw that fucktard and his life! I was going back to my old self. The heart-less and bitchy self. Yes, that was me. That was it. My heart never skipped, a beat,  in front of someone like him and I never ever wanted it to happen again. He was making me feel weak and  I didn't like this. It made him look strong and it made me look pathetic. I was always strong and determined and now my heart-less self was no-where to be found. Gone. Dissapeared. Vannished. Exterminated.

Liam didn't know how he had affected me and I wasn't going to tell him. He didn't need to know. I was good at hiding things away from people and I was going to hide this from him as much as I could.

My head was spinning as I rolled over. The matress felt hard and I knew that it was a new bed because other wise, it wouldn't be so hard. The pillows were thin and I hated the texture, with all my soul. I wasn't afraid to say this out loud because I wasn't vulnerable. I wasn't.

I wasn't. 

My mind flashed right before my eyes as it braught up an old memory. An old memory which made me cringe every time. I thought my thoughts were going to drown me and make me die. Yes, that's right. I wasn't going to die and become a mental person; whilst thinking about my terrible past and my hatred for people.

Nevertheless; two years ago I was in my step dad's car and we were on our to Disney Land. It was Abby's birthday treat. We were all laughing and joking around and, even me and Abby were getting along. Thirty minutes into the journey, a truck lost control and crashed right into us. My step dad's foot,-got caught-, and as soon as I knew it; we were screaming of our lives.