IRIS

Chapter Twelve

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This chapter is going to be super depressing in the beginning but will later off get better.

And to all the people out there who are thinking of ending their life because of an issue or problem they are facing, my dear suicide is not the answer. If you need anyone to talk to, I'm here, okay?

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IRIS'POV

If only. If only I hadn't insisted on going to the site, if only I hadn't insisted on test riding the motorcycle, I would still have my parents with me. God I'm so stubborn!

I killed them, I killed my beloved parents.

I remember those days of insanity, when I would stay silent and then suddenly start laughing out of the blue. When I would try to end my life severally with a knife, or when I would tear my lower arms with a pair of scissors or broken glass shards or the razor from my shaving stick. Clyde would take me to see my therapist every Saturday but I would end up attacking her, and she would scream at Clyde to take me to an asylum but the love he had for his little sister would blind him, so he'd just end up crying and hugging her. The poor man had to stop college just to take care of the girl...

I made more attempts to end my life and it was too much for Clyde to handle so he had to put me in a stray jacket and always forced me to eat my food. He would put on my favorite TV show and make an attempt to get me to laugh or smile but I'd just sit there like an empty soul. He would make sure I'm fast asleep before he would leave to go to his room, sometimes I would wake up and see him asleep on the chair in my room or on the floor. He was hurting and so was I....

His stubble had outgrown into a full beard but he won't make an effort to shave it off, he always looked tired and stressed and it would hurt me more to see him like that so it would drive me to continuously slam my head against the wall just to satisfy the demons in my head. Guilt was all I felt and I wanted it to end so bad but I couldn't just bring myself to stop.

My brother was a very good man who didn't get to live his life to the fullest, he couldn't even get married, and it breaks my heart to know that another good soul was taken away.....from me...
When he died I couldn't bring myself to cry, but I felt another piece of my heart had been ripped away. I couldn't let myself fall into that darkness again so I got tattoos on my arms to cover the scars I created, two words: "Be Strong", a word my mother used to tell me every time, also my mother's last words to me.

I resulted to dancing and singing and fighting more to take my mind off my lost family. All these I was taught at the age of 6, Dad taught me how to defend myself with Jin jitsu, my mum was a dancer on the other hand and she also taught me how to dance.
None of them knew how to sing, it was a God sent gift to me, like how I have white hair and violet eyes. It is still a mystery to me and I hope one day I'll find out. I started doing those things more to escape reality, I eventually learnt how to play four instruments: the drums, violin, piano and guitar.

Sigh, I haven't done any of that since my anniversary with Lucas.

Thud...Bang!!

I jumped at the sound of the door breaking open and slamming into the wall so hard that I think it cracked. Liam stumbled in with the rest of the boys hot on his tail. I raised my hand to my chest to check if my heart is still beating because I'm very sure I died of the heart attack these boys just gave me.

"What the hell is wrong with all of you? You almost gave me an heart attack" I yelled breathing heavily.

"Iris, are you okay?" Liam walked towards me and touched my cheek while looking around for what I don't know.

I slapped his hand away "I'm fine, why would you think I'm not? " I said rolling my eyes.

"Well for starters, we've been knocking on your door for about 8 minutes now, and two, we heard screaming and crying so we came as fast as we could" Liam said. I hadn't even realized they were knocking while I was remembering my family. Liam reached out again and cleaned something off my face, I realized they were a few stray tears that I had forgotten on my face. I turned my face away from him and took a step back.

"I'm okay. And even if I'm not what do you care?" I sniffed. I started walking to the other side of the room when someone held my wrist. I looked up to see Niall staring at me intensely.

"Why would you think we don't care about you?" he asked still locking his gaze on me.

I glanced over at Zayn and saw he was leaning against the wall with his eyes closed like he was bored and wanted to disappear.
It made me very angry.

"You've all given me multiple reasons!" I raised my voice a bit "Want me to list them out? Cause I could go all day" I added and furiously removed my wrist out of his grip.

"You know-" Harry started but I interrupted.

"Please stop, just stop. You all kidnap me, tell me I'm your mate and just expect me to agree to that? No fucking way" I took a step closer to them. "I will escape, even if I get sucked dry, I. will. escape from all of you. Now please, kindly do yourselves a favor and get the fuck out of my room" I narrowed my eyes at them meaning every word I say. Then I crossed my arms over my chest while tapping my feet on the floor. They didn't get the hint I gave them so I walked out not wanting to be around them a second longer.

I still have no idea where I'm heading to, all I know is that I need stay away from them as far as possible. I eventually went down the stairs and into the hallway, there was a door at the end of it and I decided to go in there. What if that's where they keep sex slaves or worse dead bodies? I shook my head to rid off the horrid thought and darted towards the door but I didn't make it though because I was suddenly slammed into the wall.

"Ah!" I hissed in pain as my back came in contact with the hard surface. I looked up to see Zayn smirking at me.

"Ugh what do you want now?" I barked at him.

"Woah woah woah, calm down tiger, I don't bite." Zayn said with a smug look on his stupid face.

"Apparently you do, now get the fuck off me." I said as a matter- -of-fact-ly. He ignored my comment and held my wrists tightly while putting my hands over my head and pressed himself on me harder than he already had.

He leaned down to my ear and whispered seductively..

"You know, I could take you on this wall right here right now and fuck your pretty brains out."

That does it...

My head retreated and came slamming back into his in full speed that I didn't even realize what I did.

Crack!

"Fuck!"

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