Harry's POV
I unconsciously wailed into my hands at the loss of my daughter. Doctors shoved me out the door causing me to collapse onto the white tiles. I didn't have the energy to push myself up. I laid there and sobbed, my ribs ached with each cry out.
"Harry?" Zayn asked cautiously. The boys came up from behind him. Each started to walk away with tears dripping down their face. Niall, however, stayed and started cursing.
"Shit, fuck man. God this is all my fucking fault! I'm suck a fucking bloody dick ass-wipe mongrel. What the fricken bloody fuck is wrong with me?" He yelled through his tears, mainly to himself.
"N-niall," I hiccuped, "it's not your fault. It's Simons fault. Bella forgave you. Whether she said it to you or not, in the short time we knew her, we found what a forgiving and sweet soul she had" he weakly shrugged and sat down next to me. Almost subconsciously, we started to cry into each others embrace.
"I need to go for a walk. Get some fresh air" I whispered and walked out of the hospital. As I reached my car, I found a cd tucked into the windscreen wipers. The disc read 'last words'. I jumped into my car and slot it in. My daughters voice filled the car.
"Tell Louis that I'll be watching him prank the others from heaven. Make sure Zayn knows that even though I could tell him anything, I'm sorry that we didn't spend much time together. Niall needs to know that it wasn't his fault and that I know he's sorry. Tell Liam that even from heaven, I'll still be cursing. Chase and Emily have to know that I'm sorry I wasn't there to see baby Bella grow up and she will need a new god-mother. Tell April and Jordan that they will find Hunter and that I love all 3 of them. Please tell my dad that I'm in a better place and I love him so much. Tell him that I want him to be happy no matter what. Tell all the boys I love them"
"Aw how sweet" a cold voice came after her soft, sweet one. Soft whimpers could be heard before a sickening scream erupted from the speaker.
"No! Bella no!" I cried out and continuously hit my head on the dashboard. I jumped out of the car and started running towards the hospital, disc in hand.
I stumbled my way towards her room. The boys stood outside the door grinning happily.
"Why are you smiling! Stop smiling! My daughter is dead. Bella!" I yelled through my tears.
"Harry," Liam said, "she isn't dead. The doctors revived her. Harry, she is awake!" I strangled gasp escaped my lips and I pushed the boys out of the way so I could get into her room.
"Bella!" I sobbed and ran over to her. She lifted her head wearily, as if she was nearly completely drained of energy.
"Daddy?" She croaked. I nodded for her to continue and furiously wiped my tears. "Is Simon in jail?"
"No but he is going to court. All the evidence is against him so he should be there for attempted murder." She weakly nodded and closed her eyes.
"Daddy, do my scars make me ugly?" She whispered, relaxing into her pillow.
"No baby girl, they show strength. They show your courage. They make you prettier than any girl I have ever seen" I told her, being completely truthful.
"How do they show strength?"
"Well your still alive" I chuckled and gently tapped her arm.
"But I don't want to be" she whimpered. The honesty in her words stabbed my heart and I hung my head.
"Bell, I want you to promise me that you will never take your own life. You don't deserve that. No one does. You are so beautiful and strong. How do you not see that? It's right in front of you! Your talented, funny, you make the best of every situation. So promise me, darling, that you will never, ever kill yourself."
"I can't promise you something I can't keep"
"Honey, I underst-" she abruptly cut me off.
"No you don't understand! You never will! Daddy, I'm broken. Broken beyond belief. No one, or anything will ever be able to fix that. I'm just too far gone." A lump built up in my throat and I stood up.
"I, um, just need o-one moment please" I walked out of the room and began to cry. She knew what she was talking about. I knew what she was talking about.
Really, we all knew that she had a limited amount of time with us.
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Hey guys it's Grace!
Sorry it's shortish.
It's Tash here! Currently editing and I cried while reading this...
Anyway today's facts are ...
Natasha: I have glasses and braces. My guy bestfriend says I'm the ultimate package.
Grace: I LOVE RED HEADS! It's some kind of fetish I have, I guess. It's just so hot.
Anyway we love you all!
Grace and Natasha xx
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Dear Daddy 2
Fanfiction•Sequel to Dear Daddy• Just as Bella thought things were going in the right direction, her whole world comes crumbling down. With her father in a coma and her support system falling to pieces, what will she do? Who is she going to rely on?
