Hate, Depression and Nathan Sykes.

Chapter 8

ALICE'S P.O.V

I walked into Lucy's bedroom and saw Nathan watching tv and Lucy fast asleep.

"Watch time you leaving Al?" Nath asked me.

"I don't know if I should go Nath, look at her. I can't just leave her here." I told him.

I've been planning to move out for a long time and move to Spain with my sister. She's got a Huge house with a swimming pool. I haven't seen her in 3 years. I'm going tonight. Well, my plane was meant to be going tonight, but I don't know right now.

"Al, have you not told her. Put it this way, she would want you to go to be with your sister. I'm here. I'll look after her. I promise." He told me.

"Nath, I don't know what to do. I'm all packed. My taxi picks me up in half hour."

NATHAN'S P.O.V

This is my cousin, i know shes been wanting to live with her sister ever since she was a little girl when she left. So she's going to live in Spain with my other cousin Zoe. She can't just not go.

"Alice, just go. I'll explain everything when She wake up. I promise." I said with a heartwarming smile.

"Okay, I'll see you soon."

"Send me plenty of postcards." I asked her, which made her giggle.

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*3 hours later*

Alice should be going through security by now. How am I going to tell Lucy?

"Nath?"

"Hey, how you feeling?" I asked, trying to figure out what I'm going to say to her.

"I'm feeling a lot better actually."

"Great, Lucy, I need to tell you something." I started, she nodded. I took a deep breath and said "Alice is gone"

"What do you mean she's gone?" She asked, looking a bit confused.

"She's moving to Spain to be with her sister. She left about 3 hours ago. She wanted to say goodbye but she didn't want to awake you."

She looked away from me, dropped her head to her pillow so she could look up to the ceiling and sighed.

"This soon." She muttered. "I honestly thought it wouldn't be this soon."

LUCY'S P.O.V

I was devastated, I wanted to scream, punch, kick. But most of all, cut.

"Ah well, I'm going to take a shower. I won't be long." I told him. I walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on, the sound of the water falling was so relaxing. I took my closes off slowly and jumped into the shower.

I looked around the shelf for my box of shampoos and gels and found my blade I hid.

I fell to the floor of the shower and cut. Placing the blade on my skin, and dragging it with all my might, some were really deep. Stitches deep. But I can stitch them myself later. I just cried and cried. I had at least 40-50 new cuts up my arm on the top of my legs. Watching the white cuts being overtaken by red is so hypnotising.

I got up, and stood underneath the shower. The water getting into my fresh cuts stung like a bitch.

I washed my hair carefully, trying not to get soap in my cuts and made sure I was nice and clean. Once I was done I turned the shower off and grabbed my one out of two towels. I always use two. One for my hair and one for my body. I wrapped the one around my hair, and the other around my body and dried myself before putting my dressing gown on that I just took off the radiator, mm warm.

I walked back into my room and Nath was still there, watching tv. I looked at him for about 3 seconds and looked away when he looked at me. I walked over to my wardrobe and picked out some clothes. "Let's do something?" I asked him.

"Like what?" He answered back, sounding happy with the idea.

"I don't know, movie, pizza, arcades. Boom. Lets go to the arcade?"

"Great idea." He said back. "I'm going to have a shower then." He announced as he walked out the room. I listened to make sure I could hear the shower on, and him singing in the shower. Right, stitches. Stitches. Where are my bloody- oh, I got them.

I sat on the end of the bed and treated my wounds. So one, they wouldn't get infected and two, the deeper ones won't scar too much. Once all my stitches are done, Time to get dressed.

I put on a pair of black leggings, rolled up a tiny bit at the bottom. A white vest top and a pink and white wooly jumper over that, so you could just see the white vest at the bottom as it was a bit longer. So I like wooly clothing, what? It's winter. They're cosy.

I'm not dressing up special. I like Nathan, I really do. But If he likes me which he says he does, then he'll like me for me. Not for the clothes I wear.