The Break Down

15.

(Taylor's POV)

"Well I was there when you weren't.".....
"And who the fuck asked you to be there, with my child and my wife!"......"your wife clearly needs a better husband."

My eyes flutter open slowly and I here soft sniffles beside me. I turn my head to the side and let out a soft sigh. I feel small warm licks on my cheek and whimpering. I open my eyes and see Thor looking at me with his puppy eyes.

"Hey buddy." I whisper to him in my hoarse voice. I look around and realize I'm at home. Which is pretty weird seeing as I'm pretty sure I wasn't just here. I try to sit up but yell out in pain. I hear rushed footsteps and Zayn and Ian both come into view.

I look down at my side and see that my shirt is ripped open and there is gauze wrapped all the way around my stomach. It's bloody and painful, "Zayn?" Suddenly he's in my view leaning down to me and brushing hair out of my face.

"Hey baby, you're gonna be alright." I groan and ask, "where's Harry?" He shakes his head as if he was gonna deny me my answer but I ask him again. "Is he okay, where is he?" He sighs and says, "he's in the kitchen."

I try to sit up again but cry instantly from the pain. Zayn lays me back down and wiped my tears. "Shh, just lay here." I shake my head. "No Zayn, I-I need to go in there." My voice cracks and I look at him pleading with glossy eyes.

"Please?" He looks at me in pain and shakes his head. "You lost a lot of blood. You need rest love." I shake my head furiously and grab his face gently. "I need to see him Zayn. He needs to know I'm alright."

Zayn gets frustrated, "but you're not alright!, you lost a lot of blood, so much in fact that you passed out Tay...take it easy please, you need rest." I turn away from him and let the tears fall. I gulp and look at Ian.

"Ian?" He looks up at me in sadness, he looks as if he hasn't slept in days which can't be possible because I passed out less than an hour ago right? "No baby...it's been five days." I look at Zayn in shock and he looks down.

I look back at Ian and say, "help me up." He shakes his head and I say, "now, Ian....please." he looks at Zayn who just stares at the floor in anger. "Tay I think-" I cut him off and say, "I didn't ask for your thoughts, I asked you to help me up...and it would be great if you could do that."

Ian closes his mouth and walks over to me slowly. Zayn looks up at me and pleads with his eyes. As he looks at me softly his tone comes out menacingly. "If you so much as lay a finger on her, I will kill you."

"Zayn!, I asked him to help me, he obviously is willing when you aren't so if you aren't gonna be nice just get out." He looks at me stone faced and nods slowly. My face falters but nonetheless he backs away. I watch as he goes upstairs.

I sigh and frown tears falling. Now I'm in even more pain. Ian bends down and says, "are you sure gorgeous, you've been out for a bit your body is going to feel weak." I nod and say, "do it."

Ian nods and as gentle as possible slides his arm under my legs and shoulders and lifts me. Even as gentle as he is I cry out in pain my voice cracking and tears falling furiously. Ian holds me close and whispers in my ear.

"Shhh, I know...I know it hurts...it will get better." He rubs my arm soothing and I cry on his shoulder. He starts to carry me but I stop him by saying, "no, I have to go alone please put me down."

He looks at me in disappointment, "no absolutely not." I grip his shoulder weakly. "Ian, put me down I can do it I swear." He shakes his head and says, "no." I start to move in his arms slightly and he groans. "Damnit Taylor alright!"

He gently places me on the ground still holding my shoulders till he's sure I've got my balance. I take staccato breathes so my side doesn't hurt so bad. Ian was right my body feels so weak like I could snap in half if I took a deep breath.