Liam Payne BSM, DDM

Never Let Me Go BSM

Age 18
TRIGGER WARNING
Your eyes started to tear up as you scrolled through the mean Twitter comments.
"Slut."
"You don't deserve to be Liam's sister."
"Go kill yourself."
You started to whimper as you grabbed your medicine. You were clinically depressed. Liam tried to help, but you constantly felt like you had no purpose. You took the medicine and rushed in the bathroom. You started to fill up the tub as you stripped of your clothes. You grabbed your favorite razor and climbed in. You shakily pressed the blade to your arm and grinned as the blood trickled into the water, tinging it a light pink color. Once your arm was fully destroyed, you climbed out, not caring about the blood on the floor and sides of the tub. You put on a long sleeve shirt and jeans. You quickly wrote a note to your brother before slipping out the window into the night.

"Y/N! Can you come here please!" Liam yelled for you. "Y/N?" He yelled again before walking upstairs. He opens your door and looks around in fear because you aren't in your room. He sees the note you left on your bed and picks it up. It said one word, BRIDGE.

In the cold winter night, you took a deep breath and climbed up onto the concrete siding on the bridge. You are still looking through the Twitter comments. You clutch your stuffed pig, which Liam got you when you were born, in your shaking hand. You see headlights coming onto the bridge. It's Liam. "Too late." You say as you lower yourself off of the railing until you are hanging on by your fingers. You slowly let your grip go, scared of what's to come. Before you can think a hand darts out and grabs your arm harshly, making you wince because of your cuts. You pull your other arm up to push the hand away and it is grabbed too. You are pulled over the concrete and onto the cold ground. Liam grabs you and pulls you into a rough hug. You sob into his shoulder as he cradles your body, rubbing your back. He gently pushed you back and looks at you. "Don't ever do that again. Please, never." You nod and he kisses your forehead before helping you into the car.

At home, he helps you out before picking you up and carrying you to your room. He starts to help you take your shirt off, but you stop him. "No. I can do it." He raises an eyebrow and goes to look at your arms. You pull them away but he gently grabs them and prevents you from pulling away. He takes off your shirt, leaving you in just a tank top. He gasps when he sees your completely destroyed arms. "Y/N?" He softly says. You glance up at him. He takes you to the bathroom and sees all the blood from earlier. He shakes his head and gets out the first aid. He puts some of the antibiotic ointment on and wraps bandages around it. "We're gonna have to go to the hospital tomorrow, love." You nod and he picks you up off the counter. He takes you into his room and gives you one of his tees and a pair of your pajama shorts. You change and he helps you into your bed. He slips off his shoes and climbs in bed with you, cradling your small body. "Liam?" You ask your brother. "Yeah?" "Never let me go."
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Ok wow I just opened up the flood gates please don't hate me.......