Misery Business (Sequel to Never Let This Go) *Paramore*

Chapter Four: Surprises

Hayley's P.O.V.

I bury my face in the couch pillow as soon as he leaves and cry into it. Here I am, breaking once again, but this time I caused the whole thing. I will never regret kissing him in that hospital just two months ago, but I will always be the one to regret lasting just two months. He doesn't need me, and he never will. He had a girlfriend when I was stuck in the mental hospital. I mean, yes the woman was insane, but the point is that Taylor doesn't need me. No one needs me.

I sigh and sit up as my phones buzzes with a text. I already know who it will be from, too. I don't want to deal with them though. I don't care if it's Angela herself or the men working for her. Not that it could be her though, considering that she doesn't have access to the internet and can't get in contact with anyone. I doubt she is even allowed visitors. I pick up my phone anyway and read the text.

What a good girl! You deserve a reward!

-You Know Who I Am

I set the phone down and lay on the couch, wondering what I'm ever going to do with my life. I just have to get to through Monumentour and then we will see what lays ahead. If I truly even have a future that is, because right now it doesn't look like it.

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I turn over to see the alarm clock that reads 3:21 in the morning. When I turn onto my back I notice a shadow move across the room. I pull my blankets tighter, as if a blanket will protect me from whatever I saw. It's probably my imagination. I mean, what else would it be?

I wake up again at 7:19 unsurprising. I didn't expect to sleep after what happened yesterday, really. I sit it and look at the wall to the left, where my dresser is. In huge letters, Kill yourself before I do it. is written across the wall in red paint. I immediately cup my mouth with my hand and the tears start to fall. There is so much wrong with that it isn't even worth looking at.

I get up and pick up my phone, dialing Jeremy's number quickly, as if the person who did this is in the room with me waiting for the right time to hurt me. The tears only get worse, and I start to shake furiously with not only fear, but with sadness and exhaustion that they had to tell me to go kill myself. Considering I already tried, it isn't exactly easy to process them saying that to me. It's now that I am wishing for Taylor's strong arms to hold me and tell me that everything will be alright in the end, but it hasn't even been a day since I broke up with him. I'm just desperate and needy, aren't I?

"Hey, what's up, it's so early," I hear Jeremy say through the phone.

"Sorry if I woke you," I apologize with a shaky voice, probably noticeable. "Can you come over?"

"Hey, is everything okay?" he asks me sounding tired and concerned at the same time.

"Something happened," I explain. "Don't tell Taylor, please,"

"If it involves what happened with Angela then you know I have to, Hayles. I know what happened between you guys yesterday, which I have a serious opinion on, but if this is important I'm telling him," he explains as I wipe a tear away. "Can Kat and Bliss come?"

"Yes, just hurry," I ask of him hanging up. The last thing I need right now is for Taylor to show up and pity me. Especially since I just broke up with him and it will be too hard to see him. Besides, I have two other people coming.

I quickly throw on a pair on skinny jeans and a t shirt and get ready for when Jeremy, Kat, and Bliss will be showing up. I don't bother eating anything, because first of all, I basically hate food right now, and second, even if I didn't no one would be able to eat after waking up to those words on their bedroom wall. When they come, I lead them into my bedroom trying to hold the tears in.