Chapter 2:
Nialls pov-->
“Get out!” I screamed at Hannah and the half naked man in my bedroom. I could tell he was struggling to put his clothes back on considering he was just unexpectedly surprised by my appearance. His whole body was trembling with my presence. My fists were clenched tight and my fingers were digging into my palms. I stood there with so much anger. This isn’t the first time this has happened either.
Hannah and I have been together for a few months. We met at a pub somewhere in Dublin. We hit it off real well back then, but I realized she was untrustworthy and not loyal at all. This isn’t the first time she’s brought a guy home and fucked him, in my home. But I’m sick of it. I always thought because of the way I act, and because of my past nobody would ever actually love me and I think that’s the reason I just let her walk all over me. But I’m sick and tired of it and I’m done.
“Hannah get your shit and leave.” I said after the odd man finally left being fully clothed.
“Oh hush Niall, you know it meant nothing.” She said as she walked up to me placing her hands on my shoulders. I can smell the alcohol on her lips. I’m not much of a drinker anymore. I do have an occasional drink here and there, but only because I’m Irish. But compared to how it used to be.
I don’t even want to think about that.
“No Hannah” I said pushing her off of me, “Get off of me and go pack your clothes.” I said looking right into her half open eyes.
“Come on Niall…” She said slumping her shoulders over, “It was just a little joke you know.”
“Well I don’t find it funny anymore. I never did. Now please leave.” I said as calm as I could.
“You know wwwhat” she slurred as she pointed her index finger at me, “ffuck you horran. I don’tt need you. I neverr even loved you anywaayss.” She finished off walking into our bedr- my bedroom to pack.
In all honesty, I didn’t love her anymore either. After month three I lost all emotional feelings for her. She was just a total wreck, coming home drunk every night. After about three weeks of dating. I realized that she had some problems, and I wanted to help her. I tried sending her to rehab, but somehow she snuck out. I’ve tried so hard to help her but I just can’t anymore. There’s nothing else I can do if she refuses my help.
About ten minutes she finally comes out of my bedroom with her little duffle bag I remember her bringing over here when I asked her to move in. She said she didn’t want to “fully” move in until things got super serious, and she always just kept that duffle in the closet. As she approached me, she whispered something looking me in the eyes,
“Are you sure about this Niall?” She asked
“Yes Hannah. I’m done with all this bullshit. I’m sorry, please go.” I said walking over to the front door and opening it for her to leave.
She slowly walked towards me and came face to face me and gave me a gentle his on the cheek.
“You’re gonna find someone really special Niall.” She said as she pulled back, “I’m sorry” she finished walking out the door.
I closed the door softly, considering it was 12 in the morning. I walked into my bedroom and stripped the sheets off the bed. I threw them in the laundry room and got some clean sheets and put them on. I’d do laundry tomorrow.
I laid in bed for a while, but I couldn’t seem to fall asleep. I tossed and turned all over the place. I felt so empty. Even though I didn’t have feelings to Hannah anymore, I still felt like I was missing something from my life.
Love.
I remember when I used to get really upset with her, I would always go to the roof of this apartment building. There’s no one ever there. It’s so quiet so you can actually think about things. The stars are so beautiful at night.
I decided to head to my spot tonight, not like I was getting any sleep anyways.
I slipped on my shoes and grabbed my phone, wallet and my house keys just incase. I made sure I was silent walking through the hallways. I took the stairs considering I was only two flights away from the top. I finally get up and open the “roof access” door. I felt an almost immediate breeze that whirled around my head. It felt so nice.
As I was looking around trying to choose a place to sit, I see a body. Looked like a girl’s body. She was prancing around on the ledge of the roof.
My first instinct was that she came up here just like me. To clear her mind. I kept quiet and hidden behind a big post so she wouldn’t stop. She looked so calm and peace full. She was so graceful in her steps and smile as big as the crescent moon.
And then I took another look at her.
As she stood there on the ledge so still like a statue. I noticed that there were little dripplets of liquid falling from her body. And from where I was, it looked like blood. I could see it shine on the ground in the moon light. And by the way her arms were placed in the air, I saw all the little marks all over her body.
Then I realized what she was doing. As she repositioned her arms so wide out in the wind she stood there for a split second before moving when I screamed out,
“What the hell are you doing?” jogging over to her. I could tell that I scared her which made her start to wobble, backwards. And that’s when I started to bolt over there and catch her in my arms right as she fell.
Her eyes were so swollen and lifeless, but they shot open. Blue just like mine. But they looked so pale from the lighting from the moon and the stars. She blinked so heavily like her eyelids weighed a thousand pounds.
I laid her down as gentle as I could. She seemed so fragile.
“Babe, babe, can you hear me?” I said loud enough for her to hear. She shook her head slowly.
“Help me.” She whispered out so faintly before her eyes shut.
“Wait! No you can’t! Stay awake love! C’mon.. ” I said shaking her with the look of horror all over my face.
I picked her up in my arms bridal style and bolted through the door and into the elevator as fast as I could. I pressed the lobby floor button as fast and hard as I could while trying to carry her in my arms.
I needed to get this girl to the hospital.
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