My UnTruthful Lie ☠ Liam Payne

Chapter Seven

I cry on the floor until I can't cry anymore. To the point where nothing has meaning anymore. I've lost one of the two people who have been there for me my entire life, and I have no idea what will happen next, and I have a feeling it's nothing good.

Liam's P.O.V

I have dialed Ashley's number six times. No pick up. I'm starting to get really worried. I have to admit, yesterday, when Ashley and I were together, the bullying stopped. Nobody even cared to talk to me yesterday besides the apology from Lou, My mother, and when my father picked me up. Everything seems to be amazing when i am with her, and i love every minute of it.  

"Mom! Were you in the office when Ashley left?" I ask my mother, the principal of this ghetto high school.

"Yeah, why?" she asks me, I think i am getting meaner.

"Do you know why she left early? I've called her six times, but she hasn't answered." I tell my mother in the rudest tone i can possibly speak with, Where are my manners?

"Her sisters missing. Ashley seemed okay though. Like she was sure her sister was fine. Everything is going to be okay Liam." She tells me. How can she be calm? The only friend i ever had sister's missing. Does she not care?

Ashley's P.O.V

Its been three hours since Melody's death. Who could ever do this to her? Do they not understand that she had her whole life ahead of her? It was only her first year of collage. People are heartless. I loved my sister. And whoever did this to her. Is going to pay. Big time.

As my mother and I get home, i head straight into my room, or straight into my past you could say. I break that pencil sharpener once again. And time-travel, to that point six-months ago. Grab the blade, and place it over the top of my left leg. Where nobody can see. Not even when i am wearing shorts. I glide the blade over my skin and watch the blood pour out. There are six fresh cuts and I bandage them, like nothing ever happened. It slightly burns but the pain of loosing my sister is so much worse. I immediately regret cutting again. All the hard work i did to stop. To make all the hurtful things go away. Its gone. I did it all for nothing because here i am. that same old room. doing the exact same thing, all over again.

After I put on sweats, i check my phone. I had put it on silent because it wouldn't stop buzzing when we were at the hospital, and people were starting to stare.

Six missed calls. 

Who called me six times? But then the caller I.D pops up. Liam. I call back.

"Hello?" Liam says in a tough matter. Why is he so mad?

"Hey Liam, its Ashley." I tell him, the tears starting to flow again. 

"Ashley?!? I've called you six times where have you been?" I think about what to respond. Should i tell him? Should I act like everything is okay? Because honestly that's all i want to believe.

"Um. Can you come over? It's kind of a long story and i need to tell you in person." I need to tell him. But i don't want to admit to myself that shes dead.

"Yeah, I'll be there in ten." He tells me as relief flows through my body. I need comfort. Not that it should come from Liam, But from anyone.

Within ten minutes there is a knock on the door. I hear it from upstairs but i don't want to leave my room. Because if i do. I'll find my mother. Red eyes, and tears still flowing because the girl she once raised has died.

"Hi, Liam." My mother says to Liam wiping her tears from her face. I am now watching from the top of the stair-case.

"Ashley invited me over to talk. Can i come in?" He says with complete manner. So diffrent from the boy I was talking to just ten minutes ago.

"Sure sweetie. Ashley's upstairs in her room." She tells Li. Tears still flowing with a loud sniffle. I walk back to my room as Liam follows quick behind me. I leave the door open so Li doesn't have to knock.

"Ashley?" He says still in the doorway.

"Come on in Liam. I'll just be a minute." I say trying to wipe off the tears before i get out of my closet.

"Are you getting dressed or crying?" Liam asks me. Shit. I'm caught.

"Crying" I admit to be honest. I don't want to start our friendship off with lies.

"Get out here and hug me." Liam tells me. He is so comforting. I walk out of th closet and he pulls me into a tight hug. "So, you want to tell me what happened?"  I shake my head. Not yet. If i'm not going to tell myself, I can't tell him. "Oh, okay. I get it. You need time." I nod after we pull away from the two minute hug. "Well, are you hungry?" Liam asks me, I nod rapidly. We Borrow my mothers car and go out to dinner. By now its eight o'clock. And i havn't eaten since breakfast. She makes me promise we will bring her leftovers, so she won't starve at home alone, with no car.

As Liam and I get into the car, Liam asks me where we're going. I told him it's a secret and I kept driving. As soon as we pull up in the parking lot, Liam starts to speak, "I'e never been to Texas Roadhouse before, is it good?" Obviously its good or else I wouldn't have brought him here. 

"Yes, It's Delicious. You'll love it. But you have to promise me one thing."

"And what is that may i ask?" Gosh. He's so polite. 

"You have to promise you will line dance with me." We get a discount when we do that and I want to save some of my babysitting money.

"I suck-" He starts to say but I cut him off already knowing what he was going to say.

"Promise?"  I say as i open the car door to get out.

"Fine" He says In defeat. This is going to be a great night.

As we enter the restaurant we get a tour, Liam seems interested, but i've been her four times so it's nothing new.

"May I take your order?" the waiter says, a few minutes after we arrive at our table.

"Um, sure" Liam starts. "I'll have Coke, and She will have Dr.Pepper." How did Liam know what i was going to order? Can he read my mind? No, that's impossible. Nobody can read minds. If they could, I would be in a load of trouble.

"How did you know?" I ask Liam as soon as the waiter leaves the table to get our drinks.

"Don't question my process. Now let me guess, you want the U.S.D sirloins with double fries and a side of butter?" Oh my lord Jesus. Maybe it is not impossible.

"That's freaky Li, stop doing that." He must have saw me with my menu, he is sitting right next to me after all.