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There were five pieces of blood stained glass sprawled under the pillow. I grabbed them and threw them under the bed. I quickly remade the bed and sat down. I huffed out a breath of air and lied down.
That was a hassle. I should have thought this through better. Damn.
At least Luke didn't see any of them.
Yeah, thank god for that.
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(Talia's POV)
I stared up at the ceiling waiting for Luke to pick a movie, and thinking about what happened at Niall's flat. He was so different. I didn't understand at all. I was beyond confused. So confused that it hurt. Ever since the day Niall showed up in the 7th year, he's been nothing but rude to me. He even kissed me back then! I hated that kiss. That kiss he gave me ruined my life.
Recce, my boyfriend back then, dumped me. He called me a slut and stopped talking to me. All of my "friends" stopped talking to me as well. After Niall did that, I hated him with every inch of my body. When I got home from school that day I ran to the kitchen and ran the tap, rubbing water on my lips, trying to get the taste of Niall off of me. I keep rubbing and rubbing but it didn't work. I got so upset and confounded with what Niall did, and the whole school did to me that I took a knife from the kitchen drawer and sliced it across my wrist.
That was the very first time I've ever cut myself. I screamed at the blood that dripped from my wrist to the floor. Thank god no one was home that day. I cried for hours and hours. And after that day...I let myself slip away. I bulit a wall up so high that I even stopped speaking to my family. I hid myself behind that wall and never bothered to speak up. I let the school hate me. I let everyone think I was a slut and a freak.
My "parents" would ask me what's wrong, but I would always answer with I'm fine or nothing. I knew they knew something was up, but they stopped asking me. I thought that Niall would have stopped making fun of me...but no he didn't. He continued. Soon enough, everyone joined in. They shouted at me in the halls telling me to die or kill myself. I tried taking everything, and tired being strong. But one day things went way too far.
Recce went up to me and...
FLASHBACK
"Hey Talia." Recce said shyly. I blinked and stared at him. "What? It looks like you've seen a ghost." He chuckled. I put my head down. "Hey...I'm really sorry. I've been thinking and I believe you." My head shot up.
"What?!"
"Yeah I believe you. I don't think you threw yourself at Niall. I'm really sorry about taking this long to realise it Talia." What's going on? I-is he really saying sorry. "Talia, I want you back. Please come back too me." Recce grabbed my hand and held it to his chest. "Please."
I was so happy and I don't know what to think. Is Recce really asking for me back?
"Come on Talia. I'll make everything between us right. I promise." He begged. I looked into his eyes. They looked sincere and I bit of something else, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I smiled widely and nodded. "Really! Yes!" Recce wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek. "How about I take you somewhere special tonight?" He asked. "Ya know, to make up for every thing?"
"Yeah sure."
"Great! Meet me at the park at eight yeah?" I nodded. Recce smiled and hugged me again. "Alright see you then Talia!" With that he ran away. The rest of the day no one really bothered me, well at least I don't think. I didn't pay attention to anyone else because I was too happy about that fact that Recce wanted to get back together with me.
As soon as I got home I ran to my room and looked for an outfit. It took me about 3 hours on finally choosing the right outfit. I decided on a cute baby blue spaghetti strap dress, with some plain black flats. I showered and when I got out I blow dried my hair and french braided it. I put on my dress and shoes and put a hint of mascara on.
When I was done I looked at the clock and it read 8:07.
"Shit." I cursed under my breathe. I ran out my room and downstairs. When I made it downstairs I B-lined for the door. Before I went out the door I yelled, "I'll be back in a bit." and slammed the door shut. The park wasn't a long walk, about seven to nine minutes. When I finally got there I didn't see Recce at all. "Huh?"
I guess he wasn't even there yet. I shrugged and went by the pond. The water looked so beautiful at night, because the moonlight would dance off of it and make the pond look like it was shimmering. I heard footsteps coming from behind me and I smiled. I turned around and saw Recce walking towards me. "Rec-" before I could finish, Recce lifted his arms up and pushed me into the pond. The water was absolutely freezing. It felt like ice. My whole body went numb and I couldn't even feel my feet. I kept trying to stay above water but it was really hard. Every time I went up I could hear them laughing at me.
Why. I though. Why would they do this to me? Why did Recce do this? I kept trying to hold my breathe each time I went up, but I was struggling. My whole body was numb and I was starting to get tired. Then...I just couldn't swim anymore. I gave up. I stopped moving and let my body stink under water. I held my last breathe as long as I could until I felt as if my lungs were going to explode, I let it out.
My eyes slowly started closing. I looked up at the moonlight before unconsciousness took over me. This is it. I'm going to die. Here. In this pond. My life ends here. How did things turn out like this? I don't get it. What did I that was so bad for me to deserve this? With that last thought...everything went black.
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