Always Waiting

I will wait

I Will Wait- Little Mix cover. Listen while reading. has the best effect :)

   Abigail’s POV:

  I turned around, but Liam was one step ahead of me.

“Stop running!” He cried out holding onto me arm. I didn’t turn back around, just stood still. “It won’t solve anything! It never has and never will!”

“Alright, I know I’m not innocent in the death of my sister. I beat myself up every night because of it. You should have helped her, shouldn’t have blocked her out. but I did! I blocked her out. I ignored all the signs. I caused it.” My head exploded, and so did the tears building up in my eyes. “Its all my fault. And I stupidly thought THIS would fix it!”

   I took a deep breathe, closed my eyes and grabbed Liam’s hand, pulling him to the ground. I looked at him. “Your right I did cause the death of my sister, but not in the way you think.” I watched his expression changed from knowing to confused. “You think that I should have been there for her, I should have paid more attention, and your half wrong. I should have been there, I should have been less stupid or maybe assume less.”

  “This is something you don’t know…”

Zayn’s POV:

  I walk out of the hotel room and wander the street. I sit simply on a swing near a local school. The sun is just coming up. I smile seeing the sun peak up from behind a couple of trees. Closing my eyes I remember all that has happened over the summer. Meeting Liam’s supposed best friend and crush. Meeting the most beautiful girl in the world. Seeing the ugly side in the calmest people. Learning stories no one ever wants to learn. But, most importantly, learning the most valuable lesson.

I jump as I hear footsteps behind me.

“Hey Zayn” Niall smiles and sits beside me with Louis and Harry not far behind.

“Hey” I smile back, feeling surprisingly happy for the first time in a long time.

“Watchya doin out here its early and kinda chilly.” Louis asks. Now a week ago I would have snapped at him, I would have at him about caring and minding his own business. But today? I realized something.

“Thinking about this.” I say simply. Meaning the whole situation.

“Your happy about this?” Harry says looking more confused.

“Actually yea. I know it’s a crappy ending, but it actually was kind of perfect. Nothing last forever now does it?” I say with a smile looking at the sun hiding behind the trees.

“These past 2 months, I learned something that means more than anything. We met one girl this time. She did something that messed with us all. Something that could have torn us apart, but we are all still here aren’t we, you guys didn’t just leave when Liam and I went mad. But most importantly I found my true friends, and myself.”

“I agree with that…” A voice says from behind the boys. I smile recognizing that voice anywhere. A man with dark circles under his eye, a burned appearance smiles happily for the first time in months. “I’m an asshole who has learned to forgive and forget. And someone who has been forgiven from his past.” Liam smiles

“And by us too.” Louis says looking up at him. Harry and Niall nod.

“Absolutley.” I agree.

I walked past the school and watched my sister be pulled to the ground. To be kicked and punched. To cry for mercy only to be told to shut up. My feet immediately ran over to the locked gate. “CHARLOTTE!” My little voice cried. Charlotte committed suicide when she was 15 years old. This was when she was 12. I was only 11 at the time. “SHUT UP BRAT!” a kid yelled at me as he pick Char up from off the ground. “Run Abby run.” Charlotte barley choked out the words. “Ohh does Moldlette want someone to get beaten with her?” I screamed running away as I saw Char get hit to a pulp saying she would rather be beat more than have me be beaten.

  Our parents didn’t notice, they never did. It was all about them. I loved them to pieces but they didn’t care enough. Charlotte didn’t really fully commit suicide either. The second week after Char started high school; I started begging them to move. I had to move to go somewhere new to save Char. Liam kept me out of the house that day. He wouldn’t let me go in. Too bad it took me so long to realize why.

  Liam was on that playground that day. But he was trying to stop them, by distracting them. When that failed he tried to distract them by bullying with words. Too bad that made it worse. And now that haunts him, just like all of it haunts me.

  I finally got inside and upstairs to Charlotte’s room, too late.

On her dresser was a note. Every night I would go to her room and apologize forever seeing the bullying, for making her protect me. So many words I wanted to say to her and so many she wanted to say to me. Too bad the note only had 3. She forgave me, but I will never forget.

    Now however many years later that same thing is happening again.

Dear Liam,

I’m sorry. I never thought this through. I put pointless blame on you because I never let you explain. For that I’m sorry

Dear Zayn,

So much to say, no time so I leave you with a few words.

I love you

Dear Louis, Harry, Niall, Zayn, and Liam:

I only wish you could find someway to forgive me. I was stupid and I regret my life every night.

Love forever,

Abby

Dear Charlotte,

    Is the offer still open?

Liam:

That was all a few years ago. I still read the letters sometimes. I still remember our childhood. I remember how her parents left early from her funeral.

But most of all I read over Charlotte’s last words

I will wait.

The end