Tough Love (BMTH&BVB FanFiction)

Chapter three: The undead angel

~Ally's POV~

"Ally, please come back to me. I love you, don't leave me." I heard a familiar voice whisper. I slowly opened my eyes, for a few moments all I could see was a blur of light. Slowly but surely, I regained sight. Sat beside me was Oli, he was clutching my hand.

"Oli," I murmered.

"Oh my god! Ally, never ever do that ever again!" He sighed in relief.

"I'm sorry, Oli. I wanted to stop but..." I trailed of in my sentence not entirely sure how to finish it, Oli was staring into my eyes with sorrow.

"How bad is it?" I asked despite the fact that I didn't want to know the answer. I could have looked myself but I was scared to see the sight that would be my destroyed body.

"You will have scars for a long time, Ally. The scars will be bad." He replied, I could see tears starting to build up in his eyes. I lifted both of my arms to find that they were now clean from blood, but there were countless cuts that had been stitched up. I pulled away the covers and lifted up the hospital gown. I was shocked at the state of my thighs and calfs. Not only was there at least twenty stitches on each calf but I had cut so deep into my thighs that they had glued the cuts shut. My jaw dropped.

"It's never been this bad..." I wimpered as I turned to face Oli.

"What's wrong with me?" I asked just seconds before bawling my eyes out. Oli stood up from the seat he was in and sat beside me on the hospital bed.

"Come here," He whispered before pulling me into his warm embrace. He ruffled my hair a little.

"The doctors say you can be out of here tomorrow if things go to plan. The band are coming to visit you tomorrow. I hope you don't mind that I told them but I was so stressed, I thought you were going to die. I had to talk to someone." He explained.

"It's okay, Oli. Don't worry, I'm not in a position to complain." I told him. I didn't mind the band visiting me, I had met them many times before and I was pretty close to them all but none of them knew about my problems until now so things may have changed.

"I don't ever want to lose you, never do that again." Oli begged. I simply nodded. I wanted to promise him that I would never put a blade to my skin again yet the dark side of me, me demon, was screaming from inside me,

"Cut! Cut! It will be fun! Remember the blood? How relaxing it is? The adreanaline? Isn't it just amazing? Cut, do it!"

I wanted it to stop but it wouldn't go away.

"Make it stop! Shut up! Go away, leave me alone! I don't want to! Leave me alone!" I shouted as I punched the air. I opened my eyes again, Oli was staring at me in confusion. I just stared back at him.

"Are you okay?" He asked with concern in his eyes.

"Yeah, just day dreaming." I replied and the room slipped back into silence. Not an awkward silence, but a comfortable silence.

Before long, Oli broke the peace.

"Ally I have to go, I'm sorry but I have to sleep. If you want me to stay with you I will." He told me.

"No it's fine, go get some sleep. I'll see you and the others tomorrow." I smiled at him. Half of me wanted him to stay but then again I partly wanted to be on my own. Besides, it was my fault I was in the hospital, I didn't have to make Oli deal with it as well.

"Thank you," He replied before pressing his lips on my forhead.

"I love you, goodnight." He whispered. I wrapped my arms around him once more before he left.

I sat alone in the dark of the hopital ward unable to sleep.