Chapter Ten
I didn’t want to remember what I had done, not that I remember the night properly, but here I was, reliving the parts I remember in my head. As it replayed in my head over and over again, the parts which I had no recollection of returned to memory. I had finally pieced together the missing puzzle, the part that confirmed that it wasn’t my entire fault. All I had to do was tell Emma and then maybe she wouldn’t hate me so much. How can I though, when she wouldn’t even give me the time of day?
“Iggy!” Harry shook me vigorously, which snapped me out of the memory. I didn’t realise but while I was remembering the event I had grabbed fistfuls of Harry’s shirt and held him tight. He wrapped his hands around me as I rested my head on his chest, allowing the tears to flow freely down my cheeks. I was comforted by his presence.
“Ignacia, what’s going on?” Freya asked with worry. She had slipped off the sofa and sat beside me. I let go of Harry and turned to her with a tear stained face. I couldn’t help it, the memory just hurt too much.
“I’m s-so sorry,” I hiccupped. My voice was very weak and she could barely hear it. Of course, she had no idea why I was apologising to her. The event was one thing I kept from Freya. Emma and I never spoke of it after it happened. I mean, everyone in our town knew of it but they never knew the facts. Rumours went around, most branding me the villain.
“Well, I’m probably going to say something stupid so I’ll leave you guys to it. I hope you feel better, Iggy.” Zayn got up and left the room, leaving Harry, Freya and Niall staring at me with concern.
“Niall, do you mind getting a glass of water for her?” Freya asked him. He nodded warily before heading to the kitchen, his phone in his hand. Harry was also getting up but as he was half way up I grabbed his arm and pulled him down again. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his shoulder. I would have preferred Liam in his position but he was out consoling my sister. I felt slightly jealous of this.
“Iggy, you need to tell us what’s wrong,” Harry whispered into my ear. “Then at least we can try to help you.”
“Here you go.” Niall returned with a glass of water. I released Harry as I took the glass and drank the water. The guys got me to sit on the sofa. As I drank the water, Niall pulled out his phone as it made noise of vibrations. He told us it was a text from someone and smiled as he read it in his head. He put his phone back in his pocket and sat next to me on the sofa.
“Please Ignacia, it’s not nice seeing you like this. I feel so helpless,” Freya begged, kneeling on the floor right I front of me. Harry took the position on my other side.
“It hurts Freya, it hurts so much. I want Emma to talk to me but she hates me. No one back home talks to me anymore. They all say all these horrible things. I can’t take it. They hate me too.” I began crying all over again.
“Hey, it’s okay. You’ve got us.” Niall tried to calm me down.
“Only for another four weeks,” I scoffed.
“Iggy, why would they hate you?” Freya got back on track. She really wanted to know.
“You know that party I told you about? It was a mistake going to that party. Everything went wrong from there. After that day Emma stopped talking to me and so did my parents. They started blaming me too. I felt so alone.” I stopped to let out a sob. “For a week after that day my parents hated me, they were being mean until Emma got better. Everything is fine with them now, they apologised for acting like that and they said they were just stressed.”
“Wait, what happen to Emma?” Freya asked.
Just then the front door opened and Emma walked into the living room followed by Liam and Louis. Her eyes were puffy from the crying but tears were no longer falling down her cheeks, in fact she was smiling.
“If it wasn’t for Louis making her laugh all the time, I would have gotten it out of her. She didn’t tell me a thing!” Liam huffed as he sat down on his normal spot on the sofa.
“You guys came back too early, we got nothing out of her either,” Freya frowned.
“Guys I’m great.” I wiped away the tears. I was glad when they did. It saved me from telling them.
“I’m fine too,” Emma agreed.
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