Saving Diana || One Direction

1,2,3 Dead- Christmas day part 2 (Diana's Pov)

“Open it” Josh shouted handing me my Christmas present, it was shaped like a square shoe box, not particularly light, but not heavy either.
“Okay” I replied tearing of the wrapping paper

I studied it, it was the just amazing, I couldn’t speak. I was convinced Perrie had helped him, this had a touch of her all over it.

“Josh, that’s just, woah” I said speechless

It was a 3D photo frame, a pair of my converse the ones I’d worn on the day I’d met josh, my floral converse, I hadn’t even noticed they’d gone, and underneath in josh’s neat handwriting, Cinderella is living proof a pair of shoes can change your life.

“You like it?” He asked biting his lower lip

“I love it Josh” I replied

“Perrie helped me” he responded

“Thank you both, it’s perfect” I replied

~

“Who wants sprouts?” I asked walking over to the dinner tablet, where everyone was sitting, paper hats on top of their heads and the little toys from the crackers by the side of the white china plates.

“Me” Niall shouted grabbing the hot plate form my hands, pilling a massive spoon full at the side of his plate

“Right I’ll go get the potatoes” I replied swiftly turning around back into the kitchen, Josh was carving the turkey.

I grabbed the dish, filled with the mash and the other one filled with roast potatoes and put them on the table, before helping Josh carry the turkey to the table.

“Lets eat”

~

We had eaten all the food and washed up all the plats, we were now sitting down playing a game of Buzz. The teams were me and Josh, Mike and Leila, Perrie, Danielle and Sophia, Niall, Zayn and Liam and Harry and Louis.

“how many people know the Coca-Cola recipe?” The person on the television asked.

“Press Orange for 3”

“Press Green for 2”

“Press Yellow for 5”

“Press red for 1”

Basically there were categories, this one was drinks and we were in the lead, by 2 points.

“Erm, I think its 2 cause I read this thing and apparently they can’t travel in the same plane in case it crashes” I whispered

“Okay” Replied Josh, pressing the Green button

~

“Diana” Danielle whispered

“Yeh?” I replied

She grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of the lounge and upstairs into one of the bedrooms, she let go and thrusted a bunch of papers in my hand.

“What is it?” I asked

“The Dance form’s” Danielle responded putting a pen in my hand and leaving the room.

“I guess I better fill them out” I sighed to myself, unfolding them and sitting down at the desk

Full Name: Diana Evelin-Rose Cameron

Age at current time: 18

Birthday: 30/7/1995

Location: Wolverhampton

Weight: 7st 0lbs

Height: 5”5

Postcode WN3 6DE

I put the pen down, this was a mistake, and it had to be. No whenever something good happened to me, it would only ever be taken away from me, just as quickly as I had it. I couldn’t do this, I couldn’t have any of this, I didn’t deserve it, Josh deserved someone who was pretty, smart, Skinny someone who wasn’t messed up.

I felt the urge again, my body pining for the cold hard metal to be dragged across my skin once more. I threw the papers in the draw of the desk, I stuffed the box of blades I hid under a pile of coats, in my jacket and ran downstairs.

“You okay Diana?” Danielle asked

“I’m fine, goodbye” I replied walking out the door. I just kept walking and walking and walking until I stopped, I threw my head back and sunk down the trunk of one of the trees in the wood I’d walked too, the salty tears of sin dripping down my face, my hands shaking, my lip trembling. I couldn’t do this, I just couldn’t, and my depression would only end when it ended me. I could try to hide it, I could make it go away for a day or two but it would only come back, when I’m all alone, Josh sleeping next to me, the time 4am having to silently cry on the inside as to not wake him, my life was a mess.

Nothing was ever going to be okay again, because once you’re broken, you can never be fixed again.

I grabbed the box out of my pocket and threw the lid away, I took out a long silver blade and sliced through my skin once again, again, again and again. I watched as my skin split in two, the red liquid filling the gap, the skin around going puffy, it felt good, good to know I was alive again, the blood reminding me.

When I was 8 I left the house on Halloween, dressed like a monster and now I’m 18 and wishing it was just a costume.

(Danielle’s Pov)

3 hours, 3 fucking hours and Diana hadn’t returned, Josh had since got drunk and had not noticed her disappearance, this was not right where the fuck was she?

“Josh” I shouted

“What?” He replied

“Diana, has been gone for 3 hours, were the fuck is she?” I questioned

“I don’t know, text her or something” He responded going back into the lounge

I got out my phone and called her, she answered on the 4th ring.

“Diana where are you?” I hissed

“I’m in the woods, I’m coming back home now”

“You promise?”

“Promise”

She hung up.

(Diana’s pov)

I put my hand in pocket, I felt something odd, I pulled out my hand again, in the palm lay a full packet of 24 sleeping pills. Pills that I would take later that night.

I wondered how sweet it must be to feel all the pain at once and then never again. I carried on and on and on cutting every inch of my skin until my eyes gave way, the blood surrounded me as I slept.

~

I woke up, the dried blood surrounding my legs and covering my skin, my hands tinged blue from the coldness, it hadn’t worked I wasn’t supposed to be here, I was supposed to be in Heaven living the life I always dreamed. The sleeping pills lay in my hand, I looked down at them and closed my eyes a tear escaping from my eye, I ripped open the packet and swolled each and every tablet. 1, 2, 3 Heaven.