I'll Be Your Super Human (Niall Horan fan fiction)

chapter 10

*Baily's POV*

Oh phew. That was a close one. I think he probably figured out I wasn't going home. But, like I stated, it wasnt any of his business.

I do fell a bit bad. I mean I owe him something. After all, he did take care of me and keep me safe.  Oh well, I'm probably not going to see him again anyway. ... That kind of a shame, too.

I walked out of McDonalds with a McFlurry. Mmmmmmmmmmmm, the oreo kind, no doubt my favorite.

I started walking down the street a ways, with my pack over my shoulder. It was about 5ish. I dont have to worry about finding a place to stay just yet. Plus the more down town I go, the more benches there are. I'll be able to spent the night at one of those. But for now, I'm just going to keep walking, eat my yummy ice cream, and think randomly.

My random thinking turned into me thinking about leaving Niall. I started to wish I didn't. :c  It turns out the were more negitives than positives about going. 

You good for nothing bitch, Baily. You're so damn stupid. You found one person that atleast appeared to care about you and you pushed him away.  You're such an idiot. Why are you still alive anyway. You don't deserve this. Every little thing mum and dad say about you is true. No wonder why they hate you.

Other crewl thoughts about myself made there way into my head as I sat down near a tree. This stuff happeneds to me all the time. Something in my brain takes over. Everything that people say to me or about me find there way back to me at such terrible times. 

I broke down into small tears with became a massive water fall in a matter of seconds. No one saw me, which was a good thing. I really dont want anyone seeing me and asking me if im okay. (I think we all can admitt that as soon as someone say "are you okay?" we start breaking) Its not like they care anyways, though.

I liffed my hands from my face, and sat my legs down flat. Where as I was originally in a postion with my knees at my chest and my face and hands burried into them.

I grabbed a broke beer bottle that I had seen from the corner of my eye. I broke it more and grabbed the sharpest peice I could find. I dug it into my wrist as far as it could go. The pain was unbearable, but I deserved it. I hoped that the cut would bleed so much that I die from blood loss. At this point I was so determined.

The tears were escaping even quicker from my eyes. They made there way down my cheek and onto my cut. Where as my head was right above it, staring at the blood fall.The salty tears stung a bit. But this is what I deserve. A slow and pain full death.

I made several more cuts on my pail white arm. Now there were four. The pain was crazy. It hurt like hell. I hope this was the end. I couldn't really tell by my feelings if I wanted it or if I felt like I had to.

I felt my eye lids get heavy. The view of the red warm liquid traveling down my blood red jeans turned a dark shade and then dissappeared.

"Your a piece of shit Baily." was what came out of my mouth. My eyes now fully closed, my head getting very heavy.

Then, I felt a hand fall lighly on my shoulder. "BAILY! NO YOUR NOT!" was exactly what I heard.

I tempted to open my eyes but they were closed and refused to open. I couldn't find the strenth to fight them open either.

And with that, I blacked out.

Again.

Hey I know that wasnt very big but mehh. If you find this chapter wrong or bad lemme know. It was a bit intense, I know. But to be honest I've read sooo MUCH worse. Its CRAZY how people do this. There not deserving of it but there mind just comes up with such nonsense. The character in the story was wrong too. The way I descibe her in my head is actually really pretty, the way I wish I looked hahaha. But I'll leave Niall to do the describing of her and possibly a pic later. mmkay byeee (: and leave you comment on what you think. Don't be a shadow reader. Even though a greatly appericiate you reading this(:  

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