Diana

My names Diana.

I am 18 years old living with my boyfriend. Running away from home was a big decision. was it wrong or was it right? i guess we will just have to find out.

My body was aching. I lay on the floor looking up at the ceiling. I was left there, just left there laying on the cold, hard floor. he left me ,left lying on the kitchen floor. my eyes were aching from being kept open, i couldn't close the. Not even for one second.

Memory's started coming back.The way he slapped me, the way he pushed me The way he forced himself into me. I could feel my self going crazy, I finally heard him speak

"I told you, this would have been a lot easier if you didn't pick up a fuss" I couldn't move. remembering what he was saying to me, how he was touching me. remembering what happened to me. I closed my eyes realising i couldn't just lay here. I had to get up and do something. I felt so dirty i couldn't move.

i slowly got up and picked myself up off the kitchen floor and walked up the stairs and into the shower. I sat in the shower opening the water and letting it drop all over me.

I cried getting flashbacks of what happened. My heart hurt. I finally got out and put a robe round me sitting down on my bed and looking at the tablets on the side of my bed.

'This will only take a minute' I said to myself and took the whole bottle. I closed my eyes slowly wanting to just fall asleep and die.

"Diana?" I could hear the thick Irish accent and my eyes shot open. 'I have the coolest video games you are going to love them' he shouted but I couldn't move. I close my eyes and hoped he wouldn't come upstairs.

"Diana?" I heard his uneasy voice along with footsteps coming up the stairs. I lay down quickly just making it seem like I was asleep. I heard him make his way to my room and walked in.

I felt him come towards me slowly and lean down. I wasn't too sure what he was doing but he placed something on my wardrobe next to me. Everything was still. Everything was silent.

"Diana!' I heard the urgency in his voice but I couldn't open my eyes. I couldn't do it. I felt drained.

He held onto me shaking me, my eyes finally opened. 'How many of these did you take!?' He asked me taking his phone out and dialling 999.I didn't answer, I couldn't answer. 'Stay with me!' He shook me but it wasn't working. 'Diana please' Niall cried and I held onto his hand.

'It's okay' I whispered before finally passing out.

Niall's p.o.v

When I got up in the morning I didn't expect to be taking my bestest friend to the hospital because She had overdosed on some pills and tried to kill herself. I don't understand why she would want to do this? I mean things with her boyfriend weren't great and things could get difficult because her mum and dad wasn't around, but that didn't mean she had to do this!

"Diana, answer me please." I was begging her. The grip on my hand finally let go and I felt myself sobbing and holding onto her. 'Diana no please, come on come back to me' I shook her like I was making a difference. I was just wasting time! I picked her up quickly and took her outside to my car.

'You are going to be okay di, I promise everything is going to be okay' I reassured her like she could hear me. I felt like I had to.

I gently put her in the car to drive off the the hospital as quickly as I possibly could. I didn't care who got in my way or what was Infront of me I had to get her to the hospital.