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Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Idea creds to:@jillianbutlerxx again

~Tilly's POV~

Tears kept falling down my cheeks... Would the hate ever stop? Harry and the boys had gone out for a meeting, and had trusted me at home alone. I can't take it anymore. It was getting worse and worse. A lot of the things said were very sweet... But all I saw was the hate. I was done. With everything. With life. I shuffled into the bathroom and filled up the tub. I didn't even bother to take my clothes off. I put one foot in the water and heard the front door open, shit. Id have to make this fast. I laid down in the hot water, "Tilly?" I heard Harry's voice yell, "Tilly come out!" He screamed. I pushed my head under the water and felt very faint, as if I were in a dream, my head started pounding, and I felt the door slam open before it all blacked out.

She was just sitting there. Almost lifeless. I grabbed her out of the water, uncontrollable sobs leaving my throat. I laid heron the bed and felt her chest, she was still breathing. Her breaths got deeper, and I realized that she was just asleep. She would wake up and be ok. I changed her into new clothes, doing everything in my power not to look at her beautiful body. I carried her to her bed and laid her under the covers. I grabbed her phone and saw the texts from her dad, the awful texts. How was he so terrible to her? Tilly is so sweet and kind... I opened her computer and clicked on twitter and Facebook. There were a lot of nice things said about her, but also a lot of hate. It was old hate, still kids from her school and a couple bitchy directioners. It was haunting her. She probably thought I wouldn't want her. That I wouldn't want to be seen with a girl that cuts.

The truth is, I haven't been more proud of someone. I'm happy to walk around with her scars showing. It doesn't embarrass me at all. It makes me realize how strong she is. How strong and beautiful she is. Sobs kept escaping my throat. I went downstairs, I'm disappointed in her almost. I'm never leaving her. I love her.

(Tilly's POV)

I woke up in bed. Harry had found me. I was alive. Sobs escaped my throat, I was only in pajama shorts and a tank top. I pulled on a sweatshirt and slowly walked down the stairs. Harry saw me coming, and looked away. He was crying. My heart hurt. He didnt want me, nobody wanted me. I stormed out and grabbed some hunter rain boots, I probably looked terrible. "Tilly!" I heard Harry say as I ran down the street. I ran for a long time, and then ran into an alley way. I just sat there, crying my eyes out. Harry doesn't love me. Nobody does. "Hey sexy," I heard a voice say, I gasped and looked up, there was a man, probably in his mid 20's with a knife. "Please don't." I whispered. "Come on honey... Take off those shorts and I'll show you a good time." He grabbed my arm and slid the knife across it. I screamed then heard footsteps, "GET AWAY FROM HER." It was Harry.

~end of chapter 16~