The man on the end of the line // L.T

"We were fucking gay, weren't we"

                        Ella's POV

"Louis" I try again to rest my hand on his knee but once more he shrugs it off.

I wipe away the tears from my eyes, feeling stupid for crying when Louis is just sitting there with a face a dry as
Stone.

We sit in silence for a while and I carefully watch as Louis drinks the whole bottle of brandy.

"I've never told anyone this. I've never told my story" he sighs.

"I'm glad you've told me. I'm sorry nothing I say will make it better or make the memories go away but I'm here for you always. I'll never leave" I reassure him.

He tips his head back and laughs, "you want me now you know everything. Now you know how fucking disgusting I am, what's been done to my body. I'm fucking fucked in the head Ella!"

He stands up and throws the empty bottle across the hall and downs his drink before throwing that too. I flinch at the glass shatters into a thousand pieces. Louis moves to the bar and swipes his hand across the back making every bottle fly off the bar in different directions.

"I am disgusting, he made me like this! The way I am, the way I act is all because of him. He ruined my life and it will always be with me" he starts picking up each clean glass and as he throws each one he shouts a different word.

"Raped"

"Abused"

"Beaten"

I stand up and move away as Louis has no sense of where these glasses are going, "Stop! Louis stop!" I scream.

"No I can't stop, like he never stopped when I asked him too. I've tried to forget but I. Just. Can't" he throws another.

I run towards him and hold on to his arms but in rage he swings his arm out and knocks me to the ground.

"Ouch" I slowly stand up and rub my jaw. When I pull away my hand is covered in blood.

"Ella. I'm sorry I didn't mean too" Louis shakes his head violently.

"Please Louis just listen to me. Let's talk about it, I can help" I pick up a bar towel and wipe my mouth.

"No. Nothing can help. See, see what I've done to you" he gestures to my face "I'm just like him. I hurt people around me. I can't help it and I don't know how to stop. I should of killed myself years ago. I need you too leave Ella" he falls to the ground and buries his head in his hands.

"I'm not going anywhere" I stand firmly.

"No please. I just need to be alone. Please. Please Ella" Louis gets on his knees in front of me.

"Louis" I whisper.

I've never seen him this broken, the tears streaming down his face the eyes of a small boy shining though what I once thought was a strong man.

I shake my head and slowly walk out the hall, I pick my phone up and make the call again to the only person who can help me.

"I'm so sorry to call you, I just don't know what to do" I say as soon as he answers.

"Woah. Ella slow down. What's the matter?" Harry panics.

"It's not me. It's Louis he's gone mad. He told me everything and he just has smashed the place up. He won't listen to me I think he really needs someone Harry" I cry.

"Ok calm down. I'll be there in five minutes. Go home Ella try and have a nights sleep. I promise I won't let anything happen to him" Harry puts the phone down.