Broken And Shattered (A Niall Horan FanFic) UNDER REVISION

Chapter 3

AN: Hey guys! OMG YOU UPDATED??? Yeah so I finally updated since last year. Since it has been one year, I guess putting a huge time skip is in order. It would be super hard to write about what they did last year, considering I forgot everything they did. So here's the new chappie.... TIME SKIP!!!

1 year later (literally hah)

It's been 1 year since I last tried to kill myself. Suffice to say, life hasn't gotten any better. After Fred gave me his long lecture about how worried he was, I was once again left to my own devices. Father never tried to talk to me again, thinking he might trigger something in me if he tried. I was fine with that, as long as he never spoke about my sister again. Mother never called, as if my whole suicide attempt wasn't as important as the color of her newest nail polish. No one tried to send me to a depression clinic, which only lowered my opinion of my family. Not that I wanted to go, since I know nothing can change my mind; but it would've made me feel a little better if I knew someone cared.

As for Niall, you could just imagine what happened. We fell in love over time and now I live with him.

Yeah, bullshit.

I never called him back, and he never tried to call me. I don't know what's happening to him now, and I sincerely don't really give a fuck on whether he's alive or not. Well, that could've been a lie, or not.

Anyway, it's been a long year. But considering my depression, every day has been the same for me. Long, and all mushed up together. I can't remember anything that happened this year, aside from my many depressive thoughts and whatever the hell depressed people like me do. It's like I was living a cold and meaningless dream. I still had nightmares though, of the night when I killed--

"Knock knock. Can I come in Maddy?" 

I looked up from my book and sighed. Great, after how many months of school, Fred finally decided to visit. I snapped my book shut and trudged to the door.

"What? Oh look, it's you. You're uglier than I remembered." I tried smiling, to make it seem like a joke. But really, he looked like absolutely shit.

Fred grinned his signature smile. "Yep, in the flesh little sis! Wow you've grown. Aren't you gonna hug your older brother?" Ugh, mental cringe. But then again, he does deserve it. After all...

I roll my eyes. "Sure." I hugged him, letting go after 1 second. It seems like he didn't want to let go though.

“Um, can you let go?” I stated. No need to let him down gently. Whatever.

Fred laughed. “What, can’t a brother hug his sister? Come on! Give me a break! I just came from school.”

I push him away, sitting back down on my bed and returning to the book I was reading. “Yeah well, too bad. Go away.”

I look away and continue reading. Fred stood there, not moving a muscle. I heard him sigh and scratch the back of his head.

“Fine, be that way. Just so you know, I was going to bring you to get some ice cream.”

I look up and gave him a look. “Do you honestly think that’s going to make me go with you? What do you think I am? A 7 year old?”

Fred smirked. “Well it did get you to talk to me.”

I rolled my eyes. “Fine, I’ll talk to you.” I pause, taking his appearance in. “What is it today? Look like a little shit day? Because honestly, you look like mom’s pubes.”

Fred snorted. “Oh? And how do you know how it looks like?”

My eyes narrow. “No, that’s not the point. Have you been doing drugs again?”

Fred’s lips pursed. He was going to lie.

“No.” He said.

His left eye squinted a little. I smirk. Bullseye. I knew him like the back of my hand.

“You’re lying. Your left eye squinted a bit.”

Fred rolled his eyes. “Okay fine. One shot, no big deal. I’m stopping already!”

I sigh. “Fine, whatever. Can you leave now?”

Fred smirked. “Never!~ Not until you agree to go with me and my girlfriend tonight.”

My head snapped up so fast you could hear my neck crack. “You have a girlfriend????”

“Psssh yeah. I mean, I’ve always been good looking am I right?”

I roll my eyes. “Is she good for you?”

Fred smirked. “I dunno. You gotta meet her to find out.”

My eyes narrowed in slits. “What are you playing?”

Fred grinned. “Nothing sis! Just come with us. It’ll be fun I promise!”

I debate over it for a while. Do I really want to go the extra mile to protect my brother? Yes, definitely. But what is he playing? What’s with his smile?

After a while, I sigh, defeated. “Fine. But where are we going?”

Fred smile was so huge; I thought it was going to rip his face. “We are going to the O2.”

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Sorry it's so short :) It's just a filler chapter for the next one. I promise the next one is going to be waaaay longer. Suffice to say, I am baaaack!