Save Your Life| l.t.

Chapter 30: Rules and Regulations

Full authors note at the end! Happy New Year!

Anne POV

I lay in the hospital bed and run my fingers over the stitches.  They sting at my touch but I don't shy my hands away. I tug on a stitch and a fire burns in my veins up to my shoulder.  I hiss and clench my hand tightly on the bed sheets and hear the door open.  I close my eyes and bury my face in the pillow.

"Hey," Harry says quietly and closes the door. I pull my face from the pillows and he smiles kindly laying a blanket over me. He touches my hair and I try and push myself into a sitting position.  I push myself up using my arms but I can't help but wince at every amount of pressure I put on my arms.  Harry notices and helps me sit up.  He glances at my arms and I hide them. "Hey I'm not judging you." He says softly and touches my hand. 

"Why not?" I ask softly and he takes a deep breath trying to steady himself.

"I use to do it too." He says softly and pushes his hair out of his face.

"No, Harry please don't say that." I whisper and he pushes his sleeves up.  I see a very faint line of scars criss crossing his wrist.  I grab his hand and trace the scars with my nail.

"I know this better than anyone on that bus.  So please.  Just trust me when I say I know how to pass it." He says and touches my cheek.  I look up from his arm and he has tears in his eyes. "I never got to this point." He continues touching my wrist softly. "But the thought that you have is killing me, Louis, Niall, all of them.  If you want to talk to someone about this you can come to me.  And I know you probably won't but please know if you want to I'm here." He says and pulls up a bag. "By the way, Niall picked this up for you." He says and sets it on the bed.  I reach forward and open it to see a few pairs of my clothes along with my cell phone and charger.  I pull out my phone and see I have a few texts and such but I don't read those.  I take a deep breath and Harry looks at me.

"Thank you." I say and he smiles kindly.  The door opens up and Louis pokes his head in and a look of relief washes his face. 

"Hello love," He says and walks forward kissing my mouth softly.  I feel myself relax and he smiles against my mouth. I take a deep breath and he pulls his face from mine. I catch Harry pulling his sleeves down. "Are you feeling better?" He asks and I nod slowly.  I pull the blanket around myself and he smiles as he sits down on my bed.  "I need to ask you something love. And if you don't want to answer, then you don't have to but please just be honest with me." He says.  His hands slip onto my shoulders and face. "Do you want to press charges on Andrew?" My face pales instantly. 

"I... I.... How do you know that name?" I ask and he touches my hand.

"When you were in ICU last night Elisa told us everything.  Please just be honest with me-"

"Ms. Greenup?" I look up and see a tall black woman standing in the doorway.  "I'm sorry am I interrupting something?" She asks.  Louis squeezes my hand, but doesn't move.

"No, it's fine. Come in." I say and she enters the room.  I take a quick glance up and down her body, and the first thing I notice is her hair is left in an untreated state, and her eyes are bright honey brown. She sits down next to Harry and holds the clipboard on her lap.

"Are you alright with company as we speak?  I'm Ms. Calder and I'm going to be running your therapy for the next few weeks." She says and I rub my face.

"Therapy?" I ask and she nods slowly.

"Yes, after the suicide attempt last night I have been assigned to your treatment." She says and I take a deep breath before looking at her.