Mental

Chapter 28- Apart

"Madeline, let's leave." I walked over to her and placed my hand on her shoulder but she threw it off, looking up at me appalled.

"No, I'm having fun. Have some." She smiled wickedly, making room next to her on the floor.

I felt myself fading away to the person I was before. The person that she hated because I wanted the best to her. The person who screamed and yelled at her and made her cry because she wasn't who she needed to be. The person she hated.

"No. We're leaving." A pounding pain began in my head as the music seemed to get louder and the room seemed to get hotter. I felt an anger in me that I hadn't felt in months.

"Have fun, I'm staying." She turned back around and placed the rolled up piece of paper on one end of the line before sniffing it.

I didn't want to get angry, I didn't want to be like the old me. But this feeling inside me was something I secretly missed. Getting so angry and not caring about anyone's feelings.

"We're fucking leaving and if you don't come with me, we're done." I hissed, my voice low enough so just her and I could hear me.

"Har-"

"Let's go." I pulled her arm up to make her stand on her feet. She yanked her arm away from me.

"Excuse me? You're going to break up with me?" She let out a loud laugh as my face became red. "Are you kidding me? You're threatening to leave me because I want to have a good time?"

"Yes. Now let's fucking go." I stared down at her and watched as her pupils dilated widely and her eyes drooped.

"Shit." She mumbled leaning back against the wall.

I walked over and picked her up, throwing her over my shoulder. "Let me go!" She shouted, her words slurring.

Not even I had ever been drunk, high and on coke before. I walked downstairs and she bit my shoulder making me drop her. "Fuck you! You can't just threaten to leave me! You can't just break up with me cause you don't like what I'm doing! You can't just string me along for months, finally be with me and then leave me for who I am!"

"You're not who you are! You're a fucking lunatic who needs to learn how to fucking chill. You're ruining your fucki-" Her hand came in contact with my cheek, leaving a deep stinging feeling radiating through me.

I stared at her in disbelief. She just fucking hit me. She has lost it.

"You fucking bitch." I felt my anger rise and steam out of me. "Have a nice fucking life, Madeline. I'm fucking done. Go destroy someone else's life, I should've let you rot." I spat before shoving her out of my way.

I walked out the front door, trying to get away as quick as possible before I make a bigger scene. I glanced behind me and saw her crumpled on the floor, sobbing as Liam sat down next to her.

Poor Liam, he's too nice for his own good. He gives her too many damn chances. He just needs to realize there is no way she can be fixed.

Madeline's P.O.V.

I felt something inside of me crumble. I was feeling things I hadn't felt in months. It all felt like a wave was washing over me. Everything was coming back together in my mind and I felt an overwhelming amount of embarrassment.

Since I met Harry there was always apart of me that loved him and wanted to be loved by him. I finally got him and in the blink of an eye he was gone.

All because of me.

I felt my chest cave in as I sobbed on the floor, Liam attempting to lift me up. This made me even more upset. From the sidelines, for the last few months, he's watched me as I pushed his help away. I hated him for how bitter he was about me being with Harry.

I was awful to him and yet he's still here, trying to help me. He just wants to help me.

I let Liam lift me out and take me outside. Instead of putting me down right away he carried me all the way to his car. He put me in the passenger seat before getting in the driver seat.

"Liam." I cried, looking over at him. Out of everyone in my life Liam may just care about me the most. He glanced over at me, a sad smile on his face, and began to drive.

I felt my head get heavy and my eyes felt like stone and before I knew what was happening I passed out.

I woke up to the sound of cabinets slamming shut. I rolled over and looked around, a bed sat in the middle of the room there was a small sofa next to it. I didn't recognize where I was at all. My heart rate spiked, what happened after I passed out?

I heard someone moving around in the room around the corner. I was in my clothes and everything. I felt... fine.

I quietly began to get up as the foot steps approached. "You're up." Liam appeared from around the corner, a small smile on his face.

"Where are we?" I mumbled. Everything looked new and polished.

"My parents backyard. My parents converted the old garage into a studio apartment for me." He walked away and then came back into the room with some eggs. "Here, eat. I want to talk." He handed me the plate and then went over and sat on the couch across from me.

"Liam, I don't know what happened to me. Whenever," I paused about to say Harry's name and realizing everything that happened last night. "Harry left me last night I felt like the old me... before the drugs, before the craziness. I felt like that girl that got upset one night because Harry was making out with another girl and we weren't even together. What did I do?" I cried, my vision blurring.

"I'm putting you in rehab. It's a 3 month program and you will attend fully. You will get a sponsor after and you will turn your life around. Then, once you're ready, you'll go back to school. You'll graduate and do something with your life. I will not let your ruin it and I will not go easy on you if you fail to do this."

"Liam, I can't have you pay all th-"

"It wasn't a lot and it's worth it. I've been making a lot of money since beginning to serve at the diner and I have no other expenses. Madeline," He paused and moved next to me on the bed. "I don't want to see you ruin your life, I love you too much."

I leaned closer to him, wrapping my arms around him as tears began to roll down my face. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize, just don't let me down."