Broken Hearts & Forgotten Memories // Oliver Sykes [On Hold]

[ Chapter Fifteen]

This chapter was written by the amazing TeddySweets, and it's dedicated to deziquinn because her comment in the last chapter left me absolutely speechless. Thank you.

Lily 

I can't. I can't do this. Oliver told me about how I tried to kill myself and driving me to the hospital. Never why though. I want to know. I need to know. God why the fuck did I have to listen to the phone conversation. This built up stress makes me want to explode in sobs but I can't. I let a couple of tears escape as they blur my vision back to the car that'll take me somewhere. Where? I don't know. I don't want to be here though. Sets of steps clap against the pavement and I pick up my pace, wrapping my fingers around my arm, holding one down. I grab the keys out of my back pocket and a set of arms fasten around my chests making me scream before their hand clamps my mouth shut.  

I spin around and see Ben Bruce. The guy who plays, well played, lead guitar in Asking Alexandria. When I woke up from the hospital and was exited they were one of the first bands I fell in love with followed by Bring Me The Horizon and other death and metal core bands that most people disapprove of and shake their heads upon. Of course I gape like a fish looking at the shaggy haired man inked in many tattoos. But I now see the hint of sadness in his eyes and lost as if he were afraid, or about to break down. Why would he be upset? Let alone the fact of why he ran after me. 

"Lily," he whispered in a hushed manner."D-do you remember me?" Ben's voice breaking at the last part. 

"I-I..." My voice trailed off not knowing what to say. Of fucking course I remember him but only as a minor fan girl and not in the way of how he's thinking sadly. "No. Not in the way you want me to." 

"I-I know you don't know and I hope you don't but... " His eyes filled with tears, I tried breaking from his tight grasp but the action only made him press my body tightly again his as his large hands wrapped around my arms squeezing them painfully, a discomforting, weighted knot in my chest now beginning to hum. "I'm so fucking sorry for before."  

His lips were pressed against mine and the hysteria raced fast through me my anxiety coming up quicker than before. I was flooded with the memories of James and Danny. No. A steel sword stabbed my chest, digging viciously in my non-existing wound; tears falling endlessly out of my closed eyes. I cried out and shoved my tiny hands against his chest pushing him away before all of him broke off of me, not by my actions alone. Knees giving out, I collapsed to the ground to see Oliver kicking Ben in the stomach a few times before screaming words at him I couldn't keep up with. The violence triggering my soft good side making me feel sick and weak. 

"OLIVER! STOP PLEASE!" I shuffled to my knees towards Oliver trying to help Ben, the asphalt like glass  

"YOU SELFISH LITTLE SHIT! YOU JUST COULDN'T KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF OF HER HUH? ALL YOU ALEXANDRIA GUYS NEED TO GO TO HELL. DON'T EVEN BOTHER LAYING A FUCKING EYE ON HER AGAIN OR NEXT TIME IT'S GOING TO BE AN ARM OR EVEN NECK THATS GOING TO BE CRUSHED!" Oliver shrieked in Ben's face before turning to me and picking me up lightly with care as if I am glass. The scraggly boy left on the ground cried softly with whimpers and the soft side of me sympathized him. He opened the door on the passenger side and set me in before hissing a few words towards Ben and looked at me again with soft, dainty eyes. 

"Oliver." I whimpered, wrapping an arm around his neck, pressing my forehead against his. 

"Yes Lily." Oli breathed with his words, a minty toothpaste fragrance clouded my face. 

"Why is this happening?" I began to sob. Oh my God no bitch pull yourself together you are NOT crying in front of your long lost or whatever past boyfriend who you're now developing feelings for.