Broken

Chapter 9

I scramble up from the floor of my room and stumble to my bathroom, still dizzy. I can barely see a thing, everything is slowly turning black and fuzzy. Keep a steady breath. I tell myself over and over. Maybe it will go away.

"Honey! I'm home!" I hear my mother's faint voice, yell from downstairs. I don't answer. All I do, is think of taking steady breaths. The blackness starts to clear and the dizziness is fading.

My bedroom door squeaks open, "sweetie, are you in here?" I stretch my arm to the light switch, and turn it off.

I stand up once I hear my bedroom door close and open my bathroom door. My bed is a mess and so is my floor. I hop onto the pile of clothes on my bed and grab my computer, and go on Tumblr. I laugh at a few funny things until I see my phone light up with a blocked number.

I answer it, "Hello?" I hear breathing for a few seconds.

"Hello? Is this Breeze Hall?" The voice sounds like the nurse I talked to earlier.

"Yes, what is it?" I say trying to steady my voice.

"Mr. Styles seems to have slipped in a slight coma. He is fine as far as we know, but we are not for sure."

"You know he had three girls in his room, this morning? He was not weak, he was his ignorant, selfish self!"

"Ms. Hall, I will call you as soon as we know anything."

You don't care. You hope he dies. He is worthless to you, he's a waste of space. I tell myself. I hang up the phone and try to call Niall. I've called him a few times, since he called me last, but he hasn't answered. I left multiple voicemails and texts, no reply to them. I hope he's okay, I miss him.

On the fourth ring someone picks up, "who is this?" It's not Niall, but the accent is the same.

"Breeze, Niall's, um, friend, who is this?" I stutter. Why am I so nervous, lately?

"Lucas, this is Lucas. Why are you calling me so early?" I didn't realise how early it was, it's 7am.

I dodge the question, "where's Niall?"

"He just left, with a girl named Heidi."

My cheeks boil, why the hell is he with Heidi! I hang up, furiously and dial a different number of his. It rings twice then goes to voicemail, he ignored my call. I call again and it ends the same. What the hell.

I wait two hours on my bedroom floor, thinking. Niall said he loved me, not two months ago, leaves then calls randomly, and then goes off with Heidi. It makes no sense, I can't be jealous of Heidi, yeah she's pretty, but she's worthless, like Harry. Harry leaves for over four months and haunts me in my dreams, then comes back out of the blue telling me he loves me, then at the hospital where he is in a coma, makes me wish upon his death.

Nothing makes sense anymore, this is getting too difficult. I can't tell who I love anymore, the jackass Harry or my best friend Niall. It's getting worse by the second. My thoughts have taken over my life, I'm not sure what to think anymore, it's all lies.

A knock comes to my door, "Breeze? Can I come in?" it's my mother.

I don't answer, but I hear her prance in and onto my bed. We both say

nothing, just having her warm presence makes things feel a little better. She grabs my hand and tugs me to follow her, she takes me to her car and we drive. No words are said, until she pulls into the Mini Golf Course parking lot. "Here we are!" She chirps.

We used to play mini golf every Saturday evening when I was little. "Mom, it's ten in the morning, this place doesn't open until noon," I sigh.

She giggles and jumps out of the car, "I called Frank, he said we could play a round or two before they open!" Frank was my moms best friend in high school, they went out for awhile until my mom met my dad.

We start playing at hole one, an easy little slant towards the bottom, leading to the hole. I bring my club back a little and tap the ball, it flies towards the slant and stops a few inches before the slant. I curse under my breath and my mom playfully slaps my shoulder. My mom goes for the right side of the slant and her ball shoots right down the slant and into the hole. She got a hole in one. She hoots and hollers in excitement.

Once we got to hole 16 of 18 I see a couple playing mini golf together, they are smiling and laughing at how bad they both are at mini golf. The boy looks up and I recognise his face. It's Niall.

I hold back the unwanted tears.So what if Niall is here with Heidi? I ask myself.  You can't have feelings for him, he's your best friend, at least he was.

"Breeze? Are you okay?" My mother asks me, shaking her hand in front of my face. 

"Y-Yeah," I shake my head. "I'm fine." I turn away.