Never Forget You (Niall Horan Fan Fic)

Chapter 10

Well I'll figure out characters later since no one entered my contest. If you want to, it's on last chapter! <3

At Ashley's Flat

I'm so worried. I keep texting Ash and Emily to see if they're alright. Maybe I should go to their flat. I don't know, I just don't want to lose either of them. I walk in the bathroom, I make my way to the bathroom. I pull open the drawer thinking,

"What have I done? I'm causing people to die around me, just because I wanted to not be alone that night. I should've just sat there, ate some chips , and watched some Spongebob. Or talked to myslef making me insane, this is not what I want. Maybe, I should end my life today."

I pull out a razor blade, it looks so sharp and I look out the window,

"Are you happy now? Just leave me alone the girl."

I open the medicine cabinet and pull out all of my three prescriptions,

62 pills each bottle

I write my suicide note, lay it on the couch, I bring the blade up to my wrist. Then I press.

A knock comes upon my flat's door. I stick the blade and pills under the couch cusion. 

"Who is it?!" I yell loudley.

"It's Ashton and Emily." the response says.

Ahh, I feel so released,  I open the door to them standing there all innocent. I can't help but smile.

"Hey guys! Come in!"

They walk in all happy and everything. I can't believe I'm going to tell them that Michael's death was my fault. 

"Hey Ashley, I fingured out a name for the baby!"

"What is it Emily?" I say with a grin on my face. 

"Michael Gordon Clifford Jr." 

"Emily, Michael would love that." I say with tears in my eyes. How could I possibly tell her.

"Guys, I have to tell you something important. After I say it, you have every right to hate me and walk out that door. But I doubt you two would stay."

They look so worried and look at each other. Ashton's curls sway and a tear rolls down his face. Emily, looks at me with her beautiful eyes that say

"What did you do?"

"Emily, and Ashton, MIchael dieing was my fault." Emily looks so hurt while Ashton closes his eyes and shakes his head.

"I got this weird text sayin-"

"No, don't speak." Ashton says. He has tears streaming down his face. 

"So technically you are saying you got a knife and killed him?" Ashton says.

Emily surprisingly steps up for me, "No, someone attacked her and held a knife to her neck when I almost shot them. It wasn't Ashley."

"THEN HOW CAN IT BE 'HER FAULT'?" He yells.

"Ashton you don't understand, she means there is a reason that that person killed him because of her." Emily looks at him, she looks agitated.

"I'm out of here, Emily you can tell me later, but I can't look at Ashley." He walks out my door. 

"Ashley, what is going on?"

I look at her with my tear filled eyes speaking,

"Before someone broke into your house, I got a weird text message saying that I should stay away from, and I quote 'him'. I snapshot it and sent it asking if it was a sick joke. He didn't know what it was. I thought he was lying. Then the person said, just ket me show you the messages."

I pull out my phone with my hands shaking wild. 

Emily reads them and says, "I'm not mad at you. It wasn't exactly your fault."

"But I somehow got this person to do it. It's some girl. I was piecing it together. I haven't been to my therapist in about 4 weeks. I skipped all of my sessions. But, she knows you two are here," I run to grab the envelope. When I see my bathroom window open and and then I look at the red drenched bathtub,

Not believing my eyes,