ONE DAY OR ANOTHER (TLKAR TRIQUEL) Part 3

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Anna POV:

I finally had enough, someone needed to tell me the truth. I went into this little 5 hour coma and woke up not remembering anything. While being under observation for a couple more days, I noticed that the people around me acted odd, whispered around me and kept things from me. What was I missing out on?

I wanted to know the truth. So I went into Niall's room and gathered up Liam, Zayn and Louis. The guys questioned my authority as I pulled them from the room, rolling my IV cart next to me. I turned to them and directly just came out with the words I was thinking.

"Listen, I don't want any bullshit. I want someone to tell me exactly what happened, and why I am here. I don't want any fucking pity, so just spit it out. Tell me everything." I demanded, getting louder and louder.

My little outburst earned glances from nurses at their nurses station and doctors standing in the hallway.

"Everything is fine here. Don't worry." Liam alerted the medical staff looking at us.

I crossed my arms, "Oh you think that everything is fine? No it's not. Obviously not if Niall and I are both in the hospital and Harry is in jail. It's not fine, stop pretending that everything is alright. I can handle anything you say. Just please tell me." I pleaded.

"Alright. You and Harry are a couple, you've been dating each other for a little over a year now. When Niall kissed your cheek, it sparked memories of you and Harry. You were hit by a taxi. We performed at Madison Square Garden last week. So there is this fan who stalked Harry. She tried to ruin your relationship. You thought he cheated on you because that girl and I were seen on magazine covers kissing. Last week the girl showed up and Harry was explaining everything to you. You ran away and that's when you got hit by the taxi." Louis explained.

He continued. "Niall renewed his old crush for you and kissed your cheek out of shock. That made you think that he was your boyfriend. Harry lashed out on Niall and beat him up. You said not to pity you so I am telling you the truth. Let's just leave her alone." Louis explained walking away.

"I'm sorry." Zayn said.

I stood there not knowing what the hell has gone on in my life. My life started to become depressing like it had been years ago when I cut. Then it clicked. I remember being in a coma for a month about a year ago. I cut all the bare skin I had left, I looked down and saw all of the faded scars along my arms.

I stood there absorbing all of my current, depressing thoughts. Suddenly I gripped the pole of my IV cart, feeling I was being watched, I turned around. There was a girl standing in back of me that looked strangely familiar.

"Haha, no wonder Harry left you. Look what a mess you look like." She said in a prissy voice.

"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked, crossing my arms over her chest.

Suddenly it clicked in my head, I think she was the girl who stalked Harry, at least that's what I am hoping. That he actually didn't cheat on me, that she was in fact a stalker.

"I am talking about Harry, he loves me more that is why he left you." she said, feeling pretty proud of herself.

"So what? If he did, he did," I said, trying to act confident and strong, "Just leave me alone?" I asked.

She laughed in my face, rolled her eyes as she flipped her hair and then walked away, swaying her hips in huge motions. I walked out of sight of the doctors and found the clothes I must have been wearing when I got hit by the taxi in the drawer next to my bed.

I ripped the IV out of my arm and put the clothes on. I snuck out of my room and found an exit somehow. I hoped that no one saw me sneak out. I wanted to leave, and I wasn't really sure if I wanted to live anymore.

I didn't know where to go, who would accept me, or who wouldn't. I couldn't take all of this stress anymore. I ran until I couldn't run anymore. Through dark alleys, I walked when I grew tired and my legs gave out. Somewhere, I don't know, I collapsed.

I tried to breathe but I couldn't. I saw blood seeping through my sleeve from my stitches ripping again, along with where my IV was. I felt warm liquid drip down my nose and saw that there was dark red blood coming out of my nose.

Then I looked up at the night sky, I saw the stars. The dark sky mixed with the stars.

For the actual first time in my life, I actually felt at peace. I didn't have to worry about life anymore. I looked over to my arm and saw blood draining from my stitches and IV hole, that came from my IV.

I looked at the sky again, seeing my breath in the cool February air.

The stars seemed to fade into the blackness.