The Secret Behind the Scars

Part 13

Sorry if this seems kinda bad and rushed.

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Day 25

Liam’s POV (Shocking I know)

Something doesn’t feel right. I mean I get why Niall sent me home because it has been a long while since I have last seen my family, but something just doesn’t seem right. He seemed almost in a hurry to get me to leave, almost relieved to see me go, like he’s hiding something.

Scratch that, he is most definitely hiding something.

I don’t really know what it is. Does he actually hate me and just wants me to leave already? Is he actually feeling better or is he just lying? Does he not actually love me and this was his way of telling me he doesn’t?

Well, he did say I can come over first thing tomorrow morning, so I guess I could just ask him about it then.

As of right now, though, I am taking Niall’s advice and enjoying some relaxation time with my mom. We’re actually making dinner together, or whether she’s making dinner and I’m sitting at the breakfast bar watching her.

It’s supposed to be a nice and relaxing time at least, but the world just seems to hate me, like really really hate me.

Suddenly, my palm started glowing faintly and there was this dullish pain shooting up my hand. I gritted my teeth in pain and my mom turned to me and raised an eyebrow at me.

“You alright there Li-bear?” She asked in concern.

Should I tell her or should I not tell her? Nah, the pain isn’t that strong, it’s probably nothing. “I’m fine mom, please don’t call me Li-bear, it’s embarrassing.” I groaned out.

She scowled at me before turning back to the stove. “Oh hush, it’s my job to embarrass you. Now, why don’t you go make yourself useful and set the table?”

I chuckled and went to the cabinet and grabbed two plates. But before I can make it to the table, the pain in my palm increased significantly, causing me drop all the plates to the ground and them to shatter everywhere.

“Oh my god, Liam are you alright?!” My mom screamed out as I slowly sunk to the ground, clutching my palm to my hand.

“No.” I gritted out as she rushed over to my side.