Troublemaker(Louis Tomlinson Fanfic)

Chapter 36

Song for this chapter: Waiting For Superman by Daughtry

Ariel's POV:

It's been three days since I slapped Louis and ran away from him. Since then, I've locked myself inside my room for complete solitude, not talking to anyone or doing anything. I would sit on my bed and stare at the wall, or occasionally I would open up the curtains and watch people pass by on the street. I haven't gone to school this whole time, either.

I didn't know how to handle any of this.

Whenever my mother would knock on the door, I wouldn't talk to her or even acknowledge her presence, just stare at the wall in silence until she gave up trying to talk to me.

I did eat, just whenever my mother left for work. That was the only time I came out of my room.

Right now, my mother was away for work and it was nearly dark, so I was roaming through the house, mindlessly walking until I came upon the window, watching cars pass by our street. One of them stopped in front of Louis' house, and to my dismay he stepped out of the car, walking up to his door without even passing a glance at me.

Maybe he doesn't care for me after all. I think sadly, tears coming to my eyes. I've done more crying now than I ever have in my entire life.

No, actually the most crying I did was when I was tortured. That was the worst time of my life, but this rules as a close second. Never have I felt this much pain over a man.

Out of all the things that has happened to me, why does it have to be this that ultimately breaks me down? I've been through so much worse, but this has crushed me more so than when I was tortured.

And I didn't even know why. Why was he making me feel this way? I should be over him by now, right? It's almost been a week.

It's because you still love him. My subconscious nags me and I huff, turning away from the window and closing my eyes. That couldn't possibly be right, I don't love him anymore. Do I?

Shaking my head, I run back up the stairs, back into my solitary place where I've been hiding and I close the door, locking it behind me. I let out a sigh, walking over to the window and opening it, looking up at the stars that were shining down on me.

"Is this what you wanted me to go through, Dad? All this pain and suffering? Because if that was your plan, it worked." I say, a tear falling down my face. This is what I deserve, according to him. This is what he wants me to go through.

"I'm tired of this, Dad. I don't want this." I say, another tear slipping from my eyes. "Why can't I have someone come save me from this?" I whisper to myself, shaking my head as I go to my bed, sitting down and looking out the window from my sitting place.

"I wish that someone will save me. Where's my hero in my time of need?" I say, looking down at my hands sadly. There was always that story of a girl in distress, and then some superhero would come and sweep her off her feet, saving her from her troubles and danger. They would end up happy, loving each other and always being by each other's side.

And I don't see anyone like that coming for me. You did have someone like that. I scowl at the annoying voice in my head, the one that brought up unwanted memories.

"Yeah, I did have someone who saved me, and he destroyed me in return. He's no hero..." I say sadly, more tears coming to my eyes. "Maybe my true hero is just late." I whisper, looking down sadly.

Somewhere deep down in my heart, I almost wanted Louis to come back for me and tell me that everything was okay and we would be just fine, I wanted him to come save me again like he did before.

But the other half of me is telling me that I shouldn't waste my time on him and I should just move on, not waiting for anyone. Because happy endings only happen in fairy tales, and this is something completely opposite of one.

I put both my hands on my face, screaming into them as loudly as I could. I was frustrated with myself for letting me think of Louis again, because all that happens when I do that is that I fall apart even more than I already was.

Why can't I just hate him like I did in the first place? Why can't I turn all this pain and anguish into hate and anger? I did it once, why can't I do it again?!? It's like my mind isn't letting me feel hatred anymore.

My screams turn into sobs and I begin to cry, wishing that I was anywhere but here. "Why is my life always a joke? It's always some sick game played by people!! I'm sick of it!!" I scream into the silence, wishing that somehow there would be an answer for me.

There was no answer.

There was never going to be an answer.

I was completely alone, with no one to lift me up. That's what I needed. I needed someone to take me away from here, make me forget about all the pain and hurt. Though I know that nobody could, because I've shut everyone out.

I couldn't trust anyone, it was nearly impossible anymore. My father made sure that it was beat out of me for a long time, and then here comes Louis, breaking down all my walls and letting me trust someone again.

And then what happens?

That's right, I get stabbed in the back and made into another game.

So why trust anyone when all it leads to is disappointment and hurt? It's pointless. Completely and utterly pointless.

No, it's not pointless, remember? You were finally yourself again and you were truly happy. My subconscious nags at me and I bite my lip out of frustration, trying not to let the tears fall down my face.

"Why is it then that when I was happy I was betrayed?" I ask, knowing that there was no answer to my question. I should know by now that there is never going to be an answer for me.

"Get me out of here. Please, someone, just get me out!!" I scream, holding my head as tears stream down my face. I already knew that no one would be coming for me.

I gasp for breath, trying to calm myself down as my body shakes and my throat clenches up. But no matter what I tried to do, this time I couldn't calm myself down. I continued to cry and cry, gasping for breath even though I knew I wasn't going to be able to catch it.

This was now a normal thing for me to do; to have these screaming matches with myself until I'm left crying and breathless. But this time is different, this time is different and I don't know why. I've reached my breaking point in this situation and there is no helping me now.

"I'm sick of this. I'm sick of it all!"

Poor Ariel :( So sad. This chapter is basically showing you how she is trying to handle this and what she is going through as well. I think the song goes nicely with the chapter as well. Please continue to COMMENT and VOTE!! :D love you all!!