Broken

Chapter 2

"What are these?" My mom says spilling the bag half full of razors out onto the kitchen counter. "I thought, you told me to wouldn't do this anymore. Why are you?"She's crying now.

"Mom, I, I'm sorry. I do it because.. Never mind," I say running up the stairs, I slam my door and plop onto my bed, and start crying. I had to have my arms show because its 97 degrees here and my mom wasn't thinking so she didn't get me a long sleeved shirt or a jacket, I had to wear what I had. I only went because I wanted to see Niall and Anna, I didn't want Heidi there, she's the last person I'd want to see.

I look at my phone and it lit up with Niall's name on it, I sigh and answer it, "Hello?"

"Hey, Breeze.." Niall responds. "Heidi said she was sorry." I start to hear a muffled voice saying, "No I didn't! I said 'She deserves it!'" Then Niall starts speaking again, "I'm sorry-"

"Heidi you just can't keep your damn mouth shut, can you?" I shout.

"Excuse me!" Heidi says yanking the phone out of hand from Niall's. "What did you say?"

"I said 'You just can't keep your damn mouth shut, can you?'"

"You are in no position yelling at me!"

"And you are?" I say furiously.

"Yes, I am. You shouldn't even be here!" She screams through the phone. I hear Niall yelling at her, "Heidi! Get the hell out of my house! Now! You have no right saying these things to her!"

I hear the door slam and Niall saying he's sorry multiple times, "She had no right saying anything to you."

I sigh, "Did you or Anna come visit me in the hospital? My mom never told me if anybody came to see me."

"Yes!" He exclaims. "Of course we did. Anna and I stayed with you for days at a time, but your mother asked us if we could leave."

"Thank you," I say, hanging up.

I text Anna telling her what happened and she replied:

*They. Are. Done.*

I laugh and get undressed for a shower. The hot water coming out of the shower head burns, as it falls down my body. My skin screams with pain when the water hits my recent cuts. When I finish cleaning up my cuts and the rest of my body, I get out of the shower and put a towel over my body. The Vaseline doesn't hurt to put on, but the gauze does when it touches the surface of my skin. I put a pair of sweatpants on and a sweatshirt on and lay down for bed at 10:00.

I hear my phone buzz with a text from Niall:

*Hey can you come outside, please?*

I step outside quietly and see Niall standing in the driveway leaning on his car. I smile and walk over to him, "Hi."

"Hello. I wanted to come over and see if you were okay because with what happened over the phone," He says sympathetically.

I roll my eyes, "Yeah, I'm fine." I'm kind of upset that he thinks I'd cut myself over Heidi.

He looks at me worried, "What? What did I say?"

I shake my head, "Well I'm gonna go back inside.. Goodnight, Niall."

"Wait!" He grabs my shoulder and I turn around, "Yes?"

"Can I have a hug?" He says holding his arms out. I nod and lean into his arms. Niall's warm, strong arms wrap around me tightly and his cologne remind me of Harry, I don't want to let go of him. "Breeze? Are you okay?" Niall asks me concerned. I ignore him and hold on tightly.

I wake up to the smell of Irish Spring lingering around my room. "Mom?" I say awkwardly. Why would my mom be taking a shower in my bathroom? I look around my room and I see a familiar pair of shoes and a familiar jacket.

I get up and bang at my bathroom door, "Niall! What are you doing in my bathroom!" I nudge at the door, locked. I roll my eyes, "Unlock the door!"

I look at my alarm clock, 8:00am, my mom is at work. If my mom knew Niall was here, it would be 20 questions and I'd be grounded. He unlocks the door and I walk into steamed up room, when the steam clears up he has his light blue skinny jeans on. "Hello, Breeze." He says with a smile.

I give him a small smile and look at his torso: not very tan skin with a six pack. He laughs and puts on a white shirt and dries his hair. When Niall finishes in the bathroom I take a shower and straighten my hair as flat as I can get it. I put on a pair of shorts, similar to yesterday's, a short sleeved, white shirt with a picture of a kitty and over it, a light, purple jacket, and my black converse.

When I walk out of the bathroom Niall gets up and takes my jacket off, "I don't care what people say about the gauze on your arms."