Broken Trust

Chapter nineteen

Chapter 19:

Jessica's pov:

I heard it all. I heard the story. I heard Niall sobbing. I heard footsteps leave my room. I heard Harry asking where Zayn went. Zayn left. I heard Louis say he didn't know. But they do know, because they left. I caused this. I caused all of this.

I'm a horrible, worthless person. I derserve nothing but death.

That's when it happened. My anxiety started rising. My body started throbbing. I started worrying. My blood pressure started rising. And my heart rate started excellerating.

I feel the heat in the room rising. I hear nurses rushing in and I feel them messing with the things around me.

"You're gonna have to leave the room," a doctor says.

A few seconds of silence pass, but is quickly interrupted with the most painful sound ever.

"NO! I CAN'T LEAVE HER!" I hear Niall scream. He screams it out over and over again. And with each scream leaving his mouth, my heart beats faster, pain washes through me. I just want to help him. 

Louis pov:

I rush down to Zayn and hug him. Nodding for Harry to the same.

"Zayn, please, you have to show me your wrist. We need to see how deep the wounds are," I say to him.

He nods his head and shows us the wounds. There's about 17 cuts along the surface of his wrist. Blood is pooling out of them and dripping to the floor. Harry gasps, causing me to look closer. The wounds are deep. Very deep. The blood won't stop and you can see tiny pieces of glass in every cut. Tears immediately fall down my cheeks. 

"I'm so sorry," Zayn sobs, leaning into my body. I wrap my arms around his once strong body and say "It's fine" and "We're not mad" in his ear. His body usually seems so strong, but at this moment, I can feel just how fragile he really is.

Harry's pov:

I am in complete and utter shock. The wounds need nursing right now.

"I'm gonna call Liam," I mouth to Louis. He nods his head and goes back to whispering soothing words to Zayn. I step out of the bathroom and pull my phone out of my pocket.

"Liam, get the rental car and meet us at the bar. It's just down the street and around the corner," I say into the phone.

"Okay what happened? Is he alright?" Liam asks.

"He- He cut himself. And it wont stop bleeding. It- It's deep. Too deep. There's glass and-" that's when I lost it. This is so big of a mess right now. All of this is. I choke on my sobs and listen to Liam's voice.

"Okay don't worry. I'm coming. Niall's staying here. Stay on the phone with me okay. Don't leave Zayn alone. Do you hear me?"

I nod my head then quickly remember he can't see me, "yes."

"Okay. I'm rounding the corner now... I'm here. Bye," then he hangs up. I slide my phone in my pocket and see Liam rushing over here. I open the door and hear Liam gasp. He quickly goes to Zayn's side.

Liam's pov:

Harry opens the door and a gasp escapes my lips. I quickly rush to Zayn's side.

"Listen Zayn. We're going to the hospital. You've lost alot of blood and you need to get the glass out. Okay?" I ask.

He nods his head and stands to his feet. We all rush out of the bar and into the car, speeding to the hospital.

"We need a doctor!" I yell for the second time today.