Chapter 38
Vallory POV
Black. It was all black. Everything around me was dark, until a white flash ruined it. Memories flew through the white as if it was a movie, Starting from my birth, I watched as it all played out. I didn't remember most of it, but it continued going. Every last memory played. My first kiss, my first beating, my first friend, the bullying, everything. I watched as Niall's face popped up in the vision. From my childhood to my overdose, it was all there. Never leaving out a single detail. The memories stopped and a white flash ran through, then everything turned black again. Sound. For the first time in a while, I heard something. A door opening? I waited, listening to more as voices rang through my ears, they were all muffled. A shock ran through my body as something grabbed my hand. I pushed my tongue against my lips, trying to force them open, but they wouldn't budge. My throat felt like the Sahara Desert, that's how dry it was. I heard something smash on the ground and a loud curse. That's when everything fell back into motion. Slowly, but surely, I was able to open my eyes and was met with a beautiful pair of blue ones.
Louis POV
I stood inside of the bathroom where Vallory once was, reading the suicide letter over and over again, trying to make sense of it.
"Maybe if I drank ten bottles of pills, i'll go to sleep for a couple of weeks.And then, maybe I'll live my dream for a while. Maybe then i'll be happy for once, because it's been days, weeks, or months since i've felt pure bliss inside me.I'd rather sleep for a dozen weeks because this world is a nightmare that's constantly haunting me. I don't want to die though because I feel like one day this nightmare is going to end and i'll finally be happy. If I do die, then maybe the pain will vanish. But for now, the pills would help me a lot. I'm sorry if I hurt anyone. I really am."
My hands tightened around the white sheet of paper as a tear fell, making the print smudge and darken. Why didn't I know she was this hurt? Why wasn't I there for her? I'm suppose to be her best friend. To be a shoulder she could cry on. According to this letter, I was neither, and that's what got me. I threw the paper down on the wooden floor and trudged down the stairs. I took my surroundings in. Zayn and Dakota were out getting coffee, Niall was taking a well needed nap, Harry was upstairs with Liam doing God knows what, and Vallory was still at the hospital. I walked into the kitchen, grabbing Niall's Oreos and a glass of milk and watched the television. I came across Glee and began watching that. I heard foot steps descend the stairs and a blonde mop make its way to the kitchen. Poor Niall. He's so heartbroken, he's carrying Vallory's bear. I thought about visiting Vallory, but I never did. Niall was already there and two is a crowd. I watched as Niall plopped himself down on the couch and stare at me. I smirked, then fixed my gaze to his. "What?" I asked, with a mouth full of food. Vallory would have scolded me... "Can you take me to the hospital?" I agreed and finished my milk. Grabbing the keys, we made our way to the hell hole. I'm finally going to see Vallory.
We arrived at the hospital and ran to Vallory's room. A nurse was stood by her bed, changing her IV, then left. I took a seat next to Niall and rolled my gaze around the room. It was all white. Why does everyone assume white is a happy color? This color white could blind you, that's how bad it was. Sighing, I decided to take my phone out to text Eleanor. Shoving my hand in my pocket, I lost my grip on the black device and watched as it hurtled to the ground, smashing on the tile. "Shit! Ah, fuck me." I cursed, running after it. I picked it up and saw that I had cracked the screen. Slumping in the chair, I glanced at Vallory to see Niall stood over her. Confused, I stood next to him and that's when I realised. Vallory was awake.
*A/N
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FanfictionStrength. Emotional, or physical, everyone craves it. One special girl aches for strength. Vallory. Only, 17, she wishes strength was on her side. With an abusive mother, and a handi-capped father, she wishes she had a friend to tell everything to...