You Owe Me (Little Mix Fanfiction)

Chapter 17

*Disclaimer, some parts of this chapter might be disturbing, abusive themes.*

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Tap, tap, tap, slap, bang, scream, bang, slap, slap, slap, tap, tap, tap, tap, pitter patter, pitter patter, nothing. That was the sound of a thunderstorm from start to finish. It started soft, giving the illusion that it wasn't going to be bad, then started getting heavier unil the thunder and lightning came, flashing through the sky, then the rain would slow down and turn into slow soft gentle drops, then it would stop completely. That was what was happening outside the window. We were sheltered by a roof and a few walls, but those thin pieces of plaster and wood could not stop the roar of every clap of thunder from shattering our ear drums. Every flash in the sky caused someone to scream and every roar of thunder caused everyone to cower underneath something as the storm raged on.

I was genuinely scared by this monstrous storm. I had absolutely no control over what was happening and I hated it. It was basically slapping me in the face telling me that I can't be in control of every situation and I hated it. It was like a signal telling me that something bad was going to happen.

Zayn held me close while I held one of my girls. We all sat nearer as the lights flickered on and off, in a hospital you never want the lights to flicker on and off. The nurses rushed in and out of the room and scurried through the hallway. They were panicking just as much as, if not more than, we were. What worried me most was that Felicity went into surgery just before the storm. All we could do was wait. There was no telling as to what was going to happen, something could go terribly wrong.

Leigh-Anne was asleep in her bed, while Jade and Jesy were sitting on their phones. We were an extremely antisocial bunch of people, but then again we probably hadn't been on any social media for 2 or 3 days and the fans were probably getting worried.

I felt Alicia shifting in my arms so I looked down only to find her fast asleep. I pointed it out to Zayn and he picked her up off my lap and moved her on to the bed. He walked back over to the chair and sat me on his lap. Everything was silent because we were far too anxious to break it.

Pessimistic thoughts filled my mind about Felicity. All that I could hear beyond the plastic smile plastered on my face, was a whirlwind of a little demon telling me that she was going to die. It was the only thought running through my head, it was louder than every clap of thunder. The more I thought the further away I felt. I started distancing my mind from everyone else and soon I was completely lost in my own world. There was no bringing me back of anyone else's accord. I was the only one in control and that was how I liked it. I could no longer hear the monstrous roars of thunder, all I could hear was a small sigh as every clap rolled through. My eyes no longer saw the sterile white room that I was in, all I saw was an empty hole that I was trapped in. It started warping and twisting in front of my eyes until it all stopped, but was not the room that I was in. I could see shades defining where things were, but couldn't make out what it was. It was all white and grey, there was nothing distinguishing figures besides one shade of colour to another. I touched what I was sitting on but it was cold and hard. I jumped off it and saw nothing still, just white and grey. I leant to my side and felt what was there, it was solid so I held onto it for support only to jump away a few seconds later because something shocked me. It was like a friction shock that you get from static electricity, but worse. It started in my fingers and stung them, but as soon as I moved away it moved up my arm so the pain was sitting in my shoulder, then it hit my head. It was like someone had stabbed me, but in the centre of my brain. I screamed. I couldn't take the pain. I realised that I had closed my eyes due to the pain and tried to open them, but I couldn't. Every slight movement caused the pain in my head to start up again. It intensified with every second that it existedand I couldn't deal with it any more, but I couldn't do anything about it. I collapsed and crumpled into a heap. My mind wasn't thinking anything at all besides the intensity of the pain. I couldn't muscle up the energy to move so I just lay where ever I was, with my hands covering my ears, as if sheltering them from the outside. I felt so small, insignificant, but mostly helpless. I couldn't do anything.