Time Capsule

Chapter 57

Time Capsule

Chapter 57

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Niall...

I don't know how long it'd been. I didn't have any idea how long I'd been sitting here, in this damn waiting room, beating myself up. Louis and Harry left to go to the airport about two hours ago and should be back any minute, so I was assuming it was around six. They had both been pacing around the room angrily before they left, but they promised not to say anything to Liam or Zayn about the situation till they got here.

I kinda felt bad because they were both excited for a fun reunion, and were supposed to be finding out that Annabelle was alive, but at this point, I didn't know if they were gonna even find that out after all. It definitely wasn't going to be the happy occasion they thought it was. And it's all my fault.

Melanie and Eleanor had been huddled up on some chairs in the corner, since Lou and Harry left, just crying with dread. And me, well, I'd been everywhere.

When we first arrived, the others rushed in after us, and I started to panic and freak out when they wouldn't let me go with her. I death gripped her hand and cursed out the doctors as we ran, and the others tried to coax me back. Then, once her hand left contact with mine, I fell straight to my knees and just cried. Louis eventually got me off the hallway floor, and got me to sit on a waiting room chair while I cried for a solid hour. Then I asked the front desk for some information and got so angry when they wouldn't give me any. Louis and Harry had to calm me down, again, before I got thrown out by security. Then when the two of them told me they had to go to the airport, I just sat there like an emotionless zombie, just staring at the wall.

"Whatever." I had mumbled.

I sat like that for another half hour until the demons started to creep in, and I got angry at myself. I went out of control again but somehow Melanie managed to settle me down. Then I was depressed and sobbing again. Then I got annoyed when the front desk wouldn't tell me anything still.

As I stared up at the ceiling, from my lying down position on the chair, a face and a mass of brown hair flooded my view. "Louis just called. He wanted to know if we heard anything. I told him we haven't." She sniffled. Her face was really red, and her eyes were swollen. "He also said they're about 10 minutes away. Liam and Zayn don't know anything. He said they're really giddy and happy, and haven't caught on to the tension in the car."

I just nodded and croaked out a weak "ok." She retreated back over to Melanie and I turned my head to watch the clock. The minutes were ticking by painfully slow. It really sucked not knowing what was going on. It hurt to not know what her injuries were, what damage was done, or how bad it was. It scared me so bad to not know whether I was sitting here waiting to be told that she didn't make it, that she was still alive for now but wasn't going to make it, or if she was okay. I prayed so hard for the news to be the last one.

If she dies, it's you're fault. You did it. You let it happen. You might as well have just carved her skin with the knife yourself. It's the same as what you did.

"I'm gonna go outside and wait for them." I said quickly to the girls as I shot up off the seat. I didn't wait for a response as I practically ran out. I need fresh air. I couldn't let the demons swallow me up right now. I was going to go crazy. I needed to make sure Annabelle was okay, and be there for her. I couldn't do that if I was trapped inside my minds own personal hell.

I stood by the entrance and watched the parking lot. Regardless of the situation, I was still excited to see them. I hadn't in a while, and I knew they'd be good support, even if they didn't fully understand the situation.