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June 27th

I stood outside Ella's hospital room, worried as hell. I still hadn't heard anything from the doctors, and it was killing me.

That night will still haunt me forever. I don't know how I'll ever forget..

*Flashback*

I opened my apartment door, and walked in. I closed it behind me, and set the bag of groceries on the counter.

"Ella! I'm back!" I yelled. Silence. I walked down the hallway and to my room. The sheets on the bed were unmade, but she wasn't in there. I walked to my bathroom, and saw the light on. I knocked.

"Ella?" I asked. Nothing. I started to get worried. I twisted the handle and pulled the door open. Inside, the imagine with haunt me forever. Ella was lying on the ground, a pool of dark, red blood around her.

"No, no, no.." I mumbled, kneeling down beside her unconscious body. I checked her pulse, which was slow. I dialed 9-9-9 and set her head in my lap.

"9-9-9, what's your emergency?" A lady asked.

"She's unconscious in my bathroom, please help, there's too much blood." I begged, feeling tears come into my eyes.

"Is she still breathing?"

"Yes, but her pulse is slow," I said, trying not to cry. I grabbed the towel beside her, and gently wiped her cuts.

"We're tracking your location and will be there soon," She said. I didn't bother to answer before I hung up.

I pressed a light kiss to Ella's forehead. She looked peaceful, even though I knew she was in pain. I felt anger rise in me when I thought about those boys, Sammi, and her Mum. All I wanted to do was punch those lads in their pretty little faces.

I swallowed the anger, and wiped up the blood. I heard the paramedics open the door from down the hallway. They opened the door, with a gurney behind them. I was forced to move while they lifted her up, and set her on the gurney, placing an oxygen mask on her face.

*Flashback Over*

A doctor walked out of her room, and I immediately rushed up to him. "How is she, Doc?" I asked, worry tugging at me.

"She's fine, just sleeping. We gave her some pills- some anti-depressants, some anxiety pills, and some antibiotics, since she has a bad case of the flu. I suggest she go to therapy, since this was an obvious suicide attempt. I want to keep her here for another day, just to check up on her. And when she returns home, I want someone with her at all times, to prevent this from happening again," He finally finished. I was about to yell at him,that she wasn't depressed, that some idiots blammed her for something, but held my tongue.

"Thank you, Doctor. Can I go see her?" I asked. He nodded. I quickly walked into her room. I saw her lying on the hospital bed, a bunch of wires attached to her.

I sat down beside her in one of the small, plastic chairs. I grabbed her hand, trying to ignore the two white wraps around her wrists.

"I'll help you through this, Ella. I promise," I whispered.

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NEXT DAY

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June 28th.

I walked down the empty, hospital hallway, whistling, while holding two cups. One of hot chocolate, and one of coffee.

I've stayed here at the hospital for a day now, with Ella, just as I promised. She's been doing good actually. Except for the fact she won't let me touch her. I don't know why, she was hugging me for dear life a few days ago.

I walked to her room and hears voices. I opened the door with my finger, thinking it was just the doctor. My whistling came to a stop when my eyes landed on the familiar 9 figures in the room.

I about dropped the drinks, but luckily I didn't. Five guys, two girls I didn't recognise, Sammi, and Ella's Mum. I wasn't happy, to say at least.

"Tyler?" Sammi asked shocked. I was surprised to see her not in a wheelchair, what with her cancer and all. I know I should feel bad for her, but she treated Ella horribly. So I don't. And, I'll probably go to hell for that, but I don't care.

"Get the hell out of this room, or I will call the cops," Delilah snapped. I saw two of the boys, who I recognised as Niall and Louis, hold that Liam kid back. The one who broke Ella's heart.

I laughed and set the cups on the table. Ella was curled up in a ball on the sofa recliner I had been sleeping on. I forgot now was the time she had to take her pills.

"I should be telling you all to get out. I'm not the bad guy here, you lot are. You left her all broken, and probably unfixable. All I did was just make it back to my apartment in time to get her to the hospital," I said, sliding off my jacket, leaving me just in my tank top and jeans. I hung my jacket on the door handle.

"Why were you at Starbucks with Ella that day?" Liam asked, narrowing his eyes at me. I rolled my eyes.

"I wanted some coffee? I just happened to run into her there, and we got to talking. By the way, Ella and I aren't, 'fucking'. One, she happens to be a virgin. Two, she's my half sister," I snapped.

"Half sister? Ella told us she was an only child," Niall said.

"I'm someone you don't really want to be related to," I shrugged.

"Ella and Tyler both have the same Dad, just different Mums," Delilah explained.

"The Doctor told us Ella should be awake. Why isn't she?" The girl with long, wavy brown hair asked. I sat down at the end of Ella's bed. I lifted one of my knees up, and rested my arm on it.

"Her pills make her sleepy. Anti-depressants, anxiety, and anti-abiotics. She has a bad case of the flu too. So, she really does need the rest," I said, counting the number of drugs she's in with my fingers.

"Ella doesn't have bad anxiety, why would they give her pills?" Sammi asked.

"Something happened before she came over to my apartment. She won't let me touch her, or anyone for that matter, and she wakes up to these horrible nightmares. The pills just give her a dreamless sleep, since she hasn't been getting much lately," I said.

"She left a voice mail on my phone. At first, I thought she was talking about you. But I figured she couldn't have if she went over to your apartment. She said something about some guy made her do something, and she didn't want to," Liam added quietly.

"I think she was talking about that Ian guy," Harry cried. I snapped my head to look at him. He had tears running down his cheeks. "She told me that he tried to kiss her and saw her almost naked, only in a towel. I didn't believe her, but I do now," Harry cried, burring his head in his heads, and cried. Louis rubbed his back.

"She told me the same things. But what did he do to her?" I asked. Everybody shrugged, making me sigh. What did that bastard do to my little sister?

"This is all my fault. I let that monster in my flat, and he hurt my baby," Delilah cried, and Sammi wrapped her in a hug. I bit my lip.

"It's not your fault Delilah. Guys put on shells to get what they want- sex, and more sex. You just fell for it," I said, trying to help her. She nodded.

All the sudden, a gasp fill the room. I looked up, where Niall was standing beside Ella. Except she had moved, and I could see a dark, blue bruise on her cheek I didn't see before.

"Why and how did she get a big ass bruise on her cheek?" Niall asked. We all looked at each other. Nobody said anything, but we all knew who it was.

Ian.