The next morning I wake up on my bed with a major headache. I remember last night I cried myself to sleep on the bathroom floor. I don't even remember walking back to my room. I look over to my clock and see that it is past noon. I get up from the bed and head to the bathroom to take a shower. As I stare at the bathroom mirror I can see my so called reflection. I don't recognize this girl staring back at me her make up all ruined, flushed cheeks and just a total mess. I guess this is really me, how did I let this happen to myself, when did my life come crumbling down and how can I pick up the pieces. Tears begin to stream down my face again which soon turns to sobbing. I'm no good am I? I try so hard for a fresh start but once again reality has crushed my dreams. Returning back from my sobbing state I turn on the hot water from the shower head and take off all my clothes and enter the steaming water wishing to ease my problems away. After my two hour long shower I decide to flatten my hair and just leave the ends curled. I grab my black leggings from my drawer and choose a plaid red and blue long sleeve shirt with my dark brown knee high boots. I don't bother to put on any makeup I don't know if Liam is going to show up at work today. I can't stand another repeat of what happened yesterday, knowing the state I am in right now I would probably break down in front of him. It's 3:43 pm my shift is going to start at 4:00 so I need to rush down there. I grab my brown leather jacket and my black scarf and leave the apartment. During the walk to the music shop I am mentally preparing myself for Jake to fire me. No way is he going to let this party slide, he did put me in charge and I let him down. I guess after I'm fired I can ask Ricky to find me a job. I hate the thought of it I like to do stuff for myself no one's help what so ever. It was always me sticking up for myself and it wasn't like anyone volunteered to help me. In a way that's one thing Liam have in common.
I don't like others doing stuff me just let me do this okay! Liam words rerun themselves in my head. I wonder what is the true meaning behind those words.
I let out a large sigh as I get to the front door of the shop. When I enter... the shop was spotless it wasn't even this clean before the party. I guess Liam wasn't lying that Jacob guy really did handle it. I don't even see the pile of CD's I was in charge of anymore. I take of my scarf and hang it on the coat hanger where I see my grey coat from last night.
Did Liam do this? I grab my grey coat and see if any damage has been done but to my surprise there isn't. I search for Jake all around the shop but can't find him. I even call his names multiple times. Still no answer as the minutes continue to pass I decide to sit down on couch and play the guitar. Its a rare opportunity so I don't know when I would get a chance like this again. As I grab the familiar weightless feeling of the acoustic guitar I hear a noise from the break room. I act quickly and put back the guitar on the shelf where I got it from. I jump on the couch and struck my most casual pose.
"You actually came" the familiar deep accent asks
I turn around and see Liam standing only three feet away from me having the most confused look plastered on his face. I want to run away those words I told him yesterday they were all so true. I don't want to be near him I don't want him to talk to me because I am so scared. I admit to myself for the actual first time that the reason I want Liam to stay away is ...I'm scared. I'm scared for his hurtful words again that they will pierce right through my heart and it will truly be the death of me. I stay quite and look away from Liam I can't bare it to even look at his face.
"Forgot you want me to stay away from you" Liam says slowly and quietly. "I also forgot to give you this back after that whole fight last night I left and it slipped my mind."
I turn around and see Liam even closer now only inches away from me. His hand holding my cellphone and gesturing it towards my face. I take the phone from Liam's hand and stand up and walk back to the coat hanger to put my phone back in my coat. My cellphone had slipped my mind I guess after all the roaring events from yesterday I had no concern for this little device. How did Liam even get my phone I could've sworn I left it in my coat yesterday but an image appears in my head and I realize I left my phone on the counter right after I gave Liam's phone back. Did he keep it safe for me? Did he find it on the ground? Was he looking through it?. To many questions were piling on in my mind and I still remain silent towards Liam.
"After a couple of my friends came yesterday I got you're phone from the counter and put it in my pocket to make sure nothing happened to it and I got you're coat and put it in the storage room so no one would take it" Liam speaks in a serious tone.
I literally gasp at the words he just spoke. He honestly did all that for me but why did he said all those cruel things. This boy standing right in front me is like a time bomb. A time ticking and ticking until the bomb sets off and ruins me but if you're delicate enough you'll be able to defuse this time bomb and its true beauty will be shown and it shall give such a pleasurable sweet taste of happiness being pulled out of the wreckage. My mind has not clearly sinked into his words quite yet and before I knew it Liam speaks again.
"So are you gonna thank me yet?"
I pause for a few seconds before I give my answer to Liam who is staring down at me with those light brown eyes of his. I let out a slight sigh and say in a cool harsh tone.
"And why would I do that?"
( Sorry for the short update )
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FanfictionShe is broken both physically and emotionally. The multiple lines that stain her wrists the only thing that is keeping her alive. She is only eighteen years old and is on her way to New York to start her career.She is waiting to be found by somethin...
