Betrothed To My Bully

Chapter 13

LIAM.

Today is Valentine's Day and I couldn't be more excited! I had called Harry a week ago and told him how sorry I am and asked help to plan mine and Niall's date. I want to make this right and I'm starting today.

I walked to Niall's room and knocked but I didn't receive an answer, so I knocked again. I walked in after the third time and found him on his bed. I know he's asleep. I walk further in his room and something catches my eye on his desk, so I walk over there. I pick up the folder and open it and you wouldn't believe what I found! There were pictures of caskets and tombstones with their prices. I looked at the first page and found a name of a funeral home that is close by.

Why does he have this? Did someone he knows die? But that doesn't make sense since I would know before him if there is a death because he doesn't get out much- ever. I quickly put them down before leaving his room and walking out of the house. I'll talk to him about this later but now i have a date to plan.

I climbed into my car and went over to Harry's house. I walked in and found the Styles in the kitchen, these people really love their kitchen. "Morning Styles." I received the usual greeting from them and sat down.

"You really should bring Niall here." Anne said after I sat down.

"Not today, Anne. I'm just here to pick up your son and prepare for the date I planned for Niall." I told her with a wide grin. They still don't know about my situation with him.

"Okay then." Harry and I left the house and went to the restaurant I rented out for today to make sure everything is okay before making our way to the park where there is going to be movie so that we can secure a spot for us, luckily we were able to find the perfect one.

Harry and I then went to my house so that he can fix Niall since he's the only one who know what's been going on. We walked in and it was as silent as always. I went upstairs to Niall's room and knocked on his door.

"Niall I'm home." There was silence, as always. I opened the door only to find his room empty. He must be out.

I went downstairs and found Harry channel surfing so I sat down next to him. "Hey, do you know if there is anyone who died?" I suddenly remembered what was on Niall's table.

Harry shook his head. "No. Why do you ask?" He looked confused.

"I just found a folder on Niall's desk before I left, it had pictures of caskets and tombstones on it and I figured he is helping someone plan a funeral." I said to him.

"Who could he be helping? Niall doesn't have any friends and you are practically keeping him imprisoned in this house." Harry said.

It was quiet for a few moments before Harry jumped up. "Maybe he's planning his own funeral?" Harry said and I looked at him as if he is crazy. Why would someone plan his own funeral?

"What? Why would he do that?" I asked him.

"Think about it, Li. He is arranged to marry you and you don't exactly treat him well and if he goes back to his parents, they will send him right back to you. If he divorces you, his parents will disown him. He basically has no one in his corner and he thinks this will be his life forever. You have seen him yourself, Liam, he is depressed and I wouldn't he surprised if he is suicidal. If he kills himself, his family isn't going to 'waste' money on someone who is 'ungrateful' to live. So he's doing it himself." And suddenly, Harry made sense. I sat down and put my head in my hands.

"He can't die, Harry. I love him." I looked at him with tears in my eyes.

"Then you have to show before it's too late." He said it like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"It's not that easy." I said to him. "If I show him that I love him, then I will be disowned." This whole arrangement is messed up and confusing.

"You have to decide then, what's more important? His life or your stupid father who doesn't know what he wants. Think carefully." He said before leaving the the house.

God what am I going to do. I'm hoping so much that Harry and I are wrong on this. I stood up and walked to his bedroom, it is so clean. I walked over to the desk to see if I can't find out more info about the funeral arrangements being mede and what I found, made me panic. It was a note.

Dear whoever is reading this.

I'm gonna keep this short. I've had enough, so I killed myself. Don't worry about your precious money because I know neither my husband nor my family would waste money on me, except for Greg but I don't want to bother him. Everything has been arranged and in the file on my desk. There is a phone number inside, call it. Her name is Jennifer and she know what to do. I hope you all have a good life.

See you in hell
Niall

Oh my God. I looked around his room in search of something that could lead me to him but came up with nothing. I then went to his bathroom and my breath left my lungs. Niall was in the bathtub with the shower on and his wrists cut and they looked very deep.

Oh God...