Rescue Me From Myself

Chapter One

(A/N: Hey guysss! This is my first ever fanfic that I'm publishing, and I am super excited for people to read it! I'm sorry it's starting out slow, but I just want to build some background about Elizabeth's life and past so you can get to know the real her!! Harry will be coming in the next few chapters, don't worry :). And to top it all off, I'm pretty new at the publishing aspec of Wattpad, I'm usually just reading all of the amazing fics on here! Ha! Well, hope you all like this, comment, vote, follow, anything you want to. I don't really have a set day to update, but hopefully I can update at least twice a week, maybe three times! Love you guys, xoxo ~ Kayla)

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He wrapped his arms around me as we lay in bed together, and everything in that moment was perfect. I rested my head on his naked, tanned torso and I counted his heartbeats as I traced my finger down his forearm.

“You know I love you Elizabeth, and I would never, ever leave you.” he whispered as he looked up and down my body and his eyes finally landing on mine. Everything was quiet for a second, and then, I heard it. Footsteps. Thundering up the stairs that led into our bedroom. My heart dropped to the floor, and I braced myself for what I knew was coming next.

She forced the door open, and I swear I was going to puke. She was evil, she was the reason I hated myself, and I just wanted Tyler to comfort me, but she raced over to the bed, and to my utter disgust, she started to kiss him, and he didn't even try to stop her. I jolted up in the bed and the hot tears were racing down my cheeks and he pulls away first.

“God Jess, you are so much better than Elizabeth, why didn't I see this before?” he breathes and I'm pounding on his chest and he just doesn't see me. I cry and cry, and he leaves with Jess and I'm left in the room alone. Utterly alone.

I jolted awake in bed, and I was screaming. I took deep, heavy breathes but the air couldn't come fast enough. I was sweaty and salty tears were drying on my face. I looked to the empty spot next to mine, and sighed, my voice breaking and a new wave of tears came on.

He cheated on me.

He cheated on me with my best friend, they left me, and it's been two months since I've seen either of them. When would these nightmares stop.

I yank the blankets off my heated body and pad into the bathroom. I turn on the cold water and splash my face. I look into the mirror and I don't even recognize the girl staring back at me. She looks sick. She looks like she's done with the world, mentally and physically. Her eyes were sunken into her face and dark, black bags were underneath her watery green eyes. Her eyes were swollen and puffy from another night of crying, another night of anxiety, and yet another night of being alone in this apartment. But that girl in the reflection was me, and it breaks my heart because I was never like this.

I had friends, I had a life, and I...I had Tyler. I had the "supposed" love of my life, I thought he was my soul mate. I thought wrong obviously. I could still remember the terrible day that's the cause of all my grief.

I was finally done with classes for the week, and the weekend was quickly approaching. I got out early from my economics class and was going to surprise Tyler back at home, and maybe we could catch a movie or go to dinner to celebrate the weekend. I was practically hopping from excitement, and I didn't even suspect anything when he didn't answer my texts or a call to tell him I was coming home early. I walked into the lobby of our apartment and got into the elevator and patiently waited for the elevator to reach my floor. I got out and practically ran down the hallway to get inside and see Tyler. I put the key in the lock and opened the door, and the apartment seemed empty, and I was confused. I shut the door and took off my shoes. And then my stomach lurched. I froze in my steps, and I felt like I was going to be sick. I heard...moans. Coming from the bedroom. My bedroom. Our bedroom. I tip toed through the living room and down the hall to our room and stopped at the cracked door. What I saw would stay burned in my mind forever. Jess naked and Tyler...cheating. I gasped, and Tyler looked over and saw my face. He froze and Jess yelped and scrambled to cover herself. I screamed and ran out the apartment, out into the street, and cried. I don't even know what happened, but the next day I returned to my apartment, and Tyler's things were gone, and he left a simple note.

“I'm sorry Liz. I'm not coming back. - Tyler”.

I ripped it up and tossed it out the window, and that night, the nightmares started.

I thought back to that night and the tears threatened to fall down my cheeks. It was 3 am, and I knew I wasn't going back to bed. I didn't even have classes to look forward to, I dropped all of them when I found Tyler in our bedroom cheating. I couldn't do anything except work. I was a wreck, I had no family, no more friends, I was alone in this world. Alone with no one to lean on.

I sighed and walked out of the bathroom and into the kitchen to pour myself a glass of water. I sipped it carefully and took the familiar walk to the couch to lie down and watch television until I passed out from exhaustion.