Mistreated

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Sorry for the late update guys! I was gonna post a chapter yesterday, but I didn't because my Internet wasn't quite working.

ilhf2001 got the dedication for answering the question right first! Of course it was Harry eating a banana on stage :)

 

Niall's POV:
I paced in the hospital hallway while running a hand through my hair worriedly. Avalon had just fallen to the floor and when I called Sam over, she said that Avalon had passed out. So we brought her to the hospital and the doctor instantly took her in. Now we were waiting. Waiting for the results.

*An hour later*

"Samantha Styles?" The doctor called from the door where Avalon was at.

"She went to get some coffee, I'm Niall Horan, I came with her." I explained to the doctor.

"Okay well I have some good news and some bad news." The doctor started. "The good news is that she survived. The bad news is that she needs a kidney transplant. She has Rhabdomyolysis. This is a situation in which there is significant muscle breakdown in the body, and the damaged muscle fibers clog the filtering system of the kidneys. This can occur because of trauma, crush injuries, and burns."

I put my hands on my face, shaking my head.

"Do you know why she has injuries all over her body?" The doctor asked. My breath hitched in my throat.

"Well doctor, her parents abuse her..." I trailed off. The doctor's mouth formed into an O, understanding.

"Can I see her?" I asked, biting my lip anticipation. Even though I thought I hated her, I'm not quite sure that was true.

"Yes." The doctor nodded. She moved out of the way and I opened the door slowly. Avalon lay there on the hospital bed. Her brown locks were spread everywhere on the pillow and as I got closer, I saw her cheeks were flushed red. The scar was evident on the left side of her face, but the bruises that I had seen on her cheek, a few days ago, were slowly healing. Her eyes were closed and short, steady breaths were coming from her mouth. I took a seat beside her and just gazed at her face. Hopefully she would get a transplant soon.

I looked at her body laying so stiffly on the bed. Her hand laid there beside her. I hesitated for a moment, but then slowly reached for her hand. I took it in mine and rubbed circles onto the back of it, trying to comfort her even though she was asleep. Her hands were velvety soft, when I'd expected rough ones.

I closed my eyes while still rubbing her hand.

"N-Niall?" I heard her say shakily. I opened my eyes to see her bright blue ones staring at me.

"You're awake! I have to go get the doctor." I excitedly said. She was alright. As I was getting up, I felt her hand tighten against mine. I looked at her quizzically.

"Please don't go." She whispered. I stared at her, confused. But I didn't go, I stayed.

A few minutes later, I found she'd dozed off. Soft snores came from her mouth and she looked so peaceful. I slowly got up from my chair and separated my hand from hers; the warm feeling she provided was instantly gone. I walked out of the room to see Marcel had arrived also.

"Niall you don't have to stay, you know?" Marcel told me.

"But if you want to, you can." Sam finished for him while nudging Marcel's shoulder. She shot him a warning look and he nodded. I was confused by their actions, but decided to ignore them.

"I might stay a little while longer..." I trailed off. They nodded and I took a seat beside them.

"So nobody from Avalon's family is coming to see her?" I asked from sheer curiosity.

"Nobody cares about her that much." Marcel shrugged.

"What he means is, her mom works all the time, her step-father abuses her and her big brother got involved with the wrong crowd, so he's never home." Sam explained. I didn't know what to say, so I kept my mouth shut.

Sam's POV:
I looked at the clock on the opposite wall and felt Marcel's comforting hand on mine.

"She's going to be alright." Marcel whispered.

"I hope so." I replied and laid my head on his chest. I wondered how long Niall was in her room.

"Do you think Niall might have feelings for Avalon?" I asked slowly, while staring at the ceiling.
Marcel peered at me with amusement written on his face.

"What?" I asked, looking at his grin.

"You always play matchmaker." He said shaking his head.

"Not really..." I smiled.

He shot me one of his "really?" looks.

"You set up your brother and Carlie!"

"That was already a thing." I said while rolling my eyes.

"No it wasn't! They were oblivious about each other." He argued.

"Whatever." I rolled my eyes again.

"They do like each other." He nodded.

"Who?" I asked.

"Niall and Avalon." Marcel explained.

"See!" I exclaimed.

"Yeah don't tell them straight out though. Let them realize it slowly." He said.

"Like me and you?" I whispered.

"Exactly." He said and pecked my lips.

 

Note: Aww Sam and Marcel memories :D How'd y'all like this chapter? What do you think is going to happen to Avalon now? What's Niall going to do? Comment your feelings! I love seeing the crazy, yet smart, things you all say! :)

Guess the song for a dedication: "I'll be gone gone tonight. The ground beneath my feet is open wide. The way that I been holdin' on too tight with nothing in between." (A clue: The whole fandom is talking about it right now! hehe)

Guys I need help from y'all. I get by everyday only with the hope that I'll get to go to an 1D concert next year. I guess you could say I'm depressed but I'm not (if that makes any sense).  Like I try to be happy. Anyways, if we could all tweet the @onedirection account at least once a day using the hashtag #WeWantUSTourDates, maybe they'll announce them sooner.  Just tweet it once everyday and it'll make a difference. This means soo much to me and I would really appreciate it if y'all did this.  I know nobody will do this though :( all I have to say is please.  If I get tickets, I'll have so much hope that I'll spend everyday with a big smile on my face. Thank you my lovelies.

I seriously don't know what I would do without y'all. I seriously don't know. And I don't want to find out. Love you lots like jelly tots :D- stargurl<3