{ TESSA POV }
I wake up, drenched in sweat. I was crying in my sleep. Tiara was still asleep as I lay there crying. I had a nightmare. It wasn't a nightmare where something happened that you doubt will ever happen. No. Tiara was taken away. I wasn't healthy enough to support her.
You should've took that medication.
I shook my head, ignoring my subconscious. Nothing is wrong with me. I hug my knees to my chest, my tears falling down my knees as I sobbed, by body shaking from the impact of my emotions. I'm not depressed. I'm not anorexic. I'm perfectly fine.
But even I knew I was lying.
I sobbed louder, crying into my legs. Why? Why am I like this? Why did I get those feelings that dying would be easier then living. Why did death sound like heaven, why did hell still sound like bliss? I bite my fist in attempt to shut up, an attempt to give me pain. Give me pleasure.
I slowly rocked myself, attempting to calm myself down. I didn't need help. I didn't need anybody. I was fine.
No, I wasn't fine. I couldn't look after myself. How would I look after Tiara?!
Let her be taken away, it would be the best. She would get education.
She wouldn't have somebody as messed up as yourself.
{ LOUIS POV }
"Hello?" I mumble into my phone. Who calls me at eight? Eight."Unc Lou?!" I was suddenly wide away, sitting up quickly.
"Tiara?! Is everything okay?"
Of course not, are you an idiot? The last time she called was because Tessa was having a fit.
"Unc Lou, mummy loud." She whispered, bringing back the old memories.
"What is she saying? Don't let her go to the bathroom!" I warn her. Tiara started crying to me on the phone.
"Unc Lou. I scared. I want daddy!"
"Shh, Tiara. Don't worry."
"I want daddy! Unc Lou no hurt daddy! Daddy no hurt mummy! Unc Lou!"
"I'll be there in a bit, do you know what room you're in."
"No! Unc Lou come now! I want daddy!"
"I know Tiara, but you have to tell me what room you're in. You should have a little card on the table beside you. It should have big numbers."
"Two Five Eight." I hear her say.
"Mummy go bathroom!" Tiara suddenly whispered. How could Tessa not see her on her own phone?
"I'll be there real quick!" I say, quickly hanging up.
"Niall. Get up." I demand, forcing him up.
"No time to do your teeth or anything, get out of bed now. We need to go and get Tess."
"Tess?!" Now he was alert.
"C'mon. Hurry, Tiara wants you."
"Me?" I hear him whisper before he rushes out the door, following after me.
He managed to slip on joggings and a hoodie. We probably looked a mess, getting into a taxi at such a time.
.......
We knock on the door, hoping that Tiara could open it. We hear small pants of breath before the handle goes down. I pull it down, opening the door. TIara was stoon on her pram, hand on the door handle. As soon as she sees Niall, she latched herself onto him, crying her eyes out.
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My Princess Tiara (BOOK 3)
FanfictionA year and a half has gone past after the boys set Tessa free, management is now persuading Niall to go on a relationship for publicity, has Niall forgotten about Tessa? Tessa has been doing well in her flat, during her year she even started college...