Broken

Chapter 2

I opened my eyes slowly, in attempt to adjust to the light. When I finally did, I looked around the beautiful room with a chandelier, a beautiful walk in closet, white flowy curtains and an attatched bathroom and realized: I have no idea where I am. I pulled off the blankets that were on top of me and attempted to get up, only to feel searing pain in my lower region. All of the memories came back to me and I suddenly started to feel sick. I groaned and held my mouth, running into the bathroom and ignoring the pain I felt. I bent over the toilet and emptied the contents of my stomach into it. When I was finished I pulled down my shorts and inspected the damage. I was almost captivated at what I saw.

There was nothing there.

I groaned and pulled them back up slowly, standing up in the process. I made my way out if the room and into the hallway. I can't remember how I got here...someone must have taken me here while I was asleep. I heard moaning coming from somewhere, so I followed the voice until I was standing outside of a slightly opened door. The moaning got louder, and turned into whimpering. I peeked through the crack in the door to see the one and only, Mr. Payne, lying sweaty and naked in his bed, masturbating.

Mr. Payne's P.O.V (oooh get excited)

*1 hour earlier*

After I tucked Niall into the guest bed, the poor boy, I went to my room, in need of sleep. I just wanted to get my mind off of things for a little while. (a/n he sure will oh my gawsh *o*) I laid down in my bed and pulled the covers up to my chin. It was getting really hot so I sat up and pulled my shirt off. I started feeling an itch in my crotch area, (a/n I'm not kidding this is srsly how it's gonna start haha) so I quickly put my hand on my trousers and rubbed the spot in an attempt to relieve it. It did, but feeling my hand on myself like that felt absolutely amazing and was getting me aroused. I laid down and put my hand in my pants, groping myself through the thin material of my boxers. I squeezed myself hard but gently, causing a small moan to escape from the back of my throat. I took my hand from my pants and slowly pulled them down, already very excited for what was to come next. I poked two of my fingers through the opening in my shorts and started caressing myself slowly. (a/n I'm going insane ugh) I let out a small whimper before deciding I couldnt wait any longer. I slid my shorts down my legs and gently touched the head. I slowly moved my hand to the base and gripped it tight, yet softly. I started sliding ky hand up and down, enjoying the feeling of touching myself. I let out a slightly loud moan and started to move a little bit faster, curling my toes and whimpering. I gripped myself tighter and pulled myself at the base, groaning extremely loud. I started to feel a tight knot form in the pit of my stomach. I removed my hand and spit on it, returning it to its original place. I made myself move a lot faster than I had before, allowing myself to give in. I whimpered as I emptied everything inside of me. I moved my hand, which was covered with the white liquid, up to my mouth and licked it clean, moaning. I was breathing heavily at this point, putting my hands on my chest. I heard footsteps moving rather fast in the hallway, so I assumed Niall was up. I hope he didn't hear any of that. I'll just act normal and see if he says anything.

Nialls P.O.V.

I sat down on the couch politely, waiting for my teacher to walk in. When he did, he ran over to me immediately and wrapped his arms around me. "Are you alright? How are your injuries?" he asked frantically, pulling away. "I'm fine, but I don't have any injuries..." I said, still feeling awkward from seeing my teacher naked and touching himself. He had a confused and shocked look on his face. "What?! That's impossible! He bit you on your-" "I know, but there's nothing there." I replied, matter-of-factly. He stood up and started pacing, out of habit, I presume. "There's no way that anything that should cause so much damage to feel so fast. It's scientifically impossible!" he said, rubbing his chin. "Now, now. You sound like Professor Farnsworth." I said, supressing a laugh. "But he always has a solution, where as I don't ..." he sat down and put hid head in his hands. "Well, we don't have to know. We can just let it pass like its nothing." I replied, ridding a fallen hair that was on my foot. (a/n idek why I put that tbh) "I know, I know. It's just...confusing." he said, getting back up and walking into the kitchen, which was completely visible from where I'm sitting. "I can take you home in a minute, but before we go, would you like some breakfast?" he asked. I shook ky head politely. "No, no, that won't be necessary." He smiled at me. "You sure?" I nodded as he grabbed his keys and motioned to the door.

Now I can finally go home and go through with my plan.

Im going to kill myself.

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(a/n don't worry, its not the end of the chapter.

I don't see the benefit here of telling you that.

Oh well, continue)

I was shaking my leg nervously as my teacher stopped in front of some random apartment complex that I told him I lived at. "I'll see you tomorrow. But if I don't I'll understand." he smiled at me as I waved. "See you. Thanks for everything." I said, and shut the door. I walked inside and out of view as I heard him pull away. I ended up walking right back to where I was before and started heading into the city. (a/n I really don't know what big cities ((besides London)) there are in Europe so just go with it ok bye.) It took a really long time, but when I finally got there, I was amazed. I've never been here before and it was extraordinary. Nice place to die. I looked around for the tallest building I could find and saw a nice hotel that was definitely tall enough. I recognized it from when my father stayed here on "business". I knew it had a rooftop pool, so I happily made my way inside, carefully sneaking past the front desk and in to the lift. I pressed the button for rooftop and waited patiently as it went up every floor. When it finally opened, I stepped out into the slightly chilly air. I knew nobody would be out, considering it was about to storm, so I didn't bother looking out. I ran to the ledge, and, without thinking twice, leaped to my death. It felt amazing. The falling sensation, the wind on my face. I loved how it began raining immediately after I jumped. It was absolutely beautiful. But, the part that wasn't beautiful, was the fact that I felt myself hit the ground, and I stayed there for a few seconds before all I felt was nothing.

The only thing I knew is what confused, yet fascinated me.

I wasn't dead.

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DUN DUN DUNNNN! None of you bitches knows what happened. Unless you do. Which is like a 1/100 chance. I know its short but I had to change many things. ANYWAY. PLS PLS PLS COMMENT YOUR THOUGHTS, VOTE, FAN, ANYTHING YOU WANT.

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-Penny