Hypothermia

Purple and Blue

Teddys POV
We walk up the stairs silently untill we come to the end of the hallway. Zayn looks at me and opens the door slowly.

"Heres the guest room well I guess thT its yours now."

"T-Thank you very much."

"Lile liam said you can decorate the room any way you want. "

He walks into the center of the room and I follow after. Ths room is huge and everything is white, completely white.  I see that therd is a corner desk with a 27" mac prowith a cordless keyboard and printer on one side and on the other its completely bare exsept for a desk lamp and the normal office materials, and beside the desk is a door im guessing is the bathroom. On the opposite wall there is a white trundle bed (y'know the on e s with the drawers underneath) and beside it is a night table with a reading light and digital alarm clock on it. On the wall with the dior is a bookshelf full of the latest books , and in the corner is a tall chest of drawers with flowers on it. The last thing on the wall opposite of that one is a dresser, completely bare.  I walk over to the bed and plop dow n on it and surprisingly its not too firm, and not too squishy.

"Im guessing that you like it?"

"O-oh yes very much, but it could use some color."

"Well if you need any art supplies stop by my room and I can lend you some."

"Thank y-you and thank you for showing my room, but I have too get my stuff from my house."

After that, as I walk back down stairs, I can feel zayn staring at me as he follows after. I wonder why?

"Hey mary could you go and pick up all my stuff up from my house, and tell my mommi said im moving out?"

"Yup yup. Btw were are your suitcases again? "

"You are hopeless, and they are in the top of my closet."

"Thanks teddie!" dhe says holding the end out.

"Dont say it like that!" I whine.

She grabs her keys to her hummer and walks out the door waving. Honestly I dont know why her parents bought her that behemoth,  but all my stuff will fit in it do im cool with it for now.

I look around the living room but none of the boys are there so I decide to go back into my room. Once in my room I close my door and go to my new desk a nd move the mouse.  The screen blinks on and I instantly go to safari and type in youtube and put in rejects by 5 seconds of summer. Once its up I hit play, I turn it up fairly high,walk into the bathroom and turn on the sink. I grab some toilet paper, and wet it. I slowly glide it across my arms and face removing foundation, revealing my bruises from my mom.

"Thank God I can take this off." I whisper to my self

I walk back into the room singing along to my favorite part of my favorite song as I layed down on my bed.

》They tried to save me

But im to far gone

And they called me crazy

So I played along

They tridd to change me

But im on my own《

I hum the rest of the song as my eyes start getting heavy and I try to keep them open, but in the end
They win.

Zayns POV (2 hours later)
*ding dong*

I run down stairs and open the door.

"Hey Mary." She had about three suitcases in her hands and a bag on her wrist.

"Yeah, yeah hey and whatever else. can you take these up to Teddy's room please?"

"Yeah sure." I say a bit puzzled.

She runs back outside and I walk up the stairs, down the hallway until I get to Teddy's room. I set a bag down and open the door.

"Teddy I have your-"

she was spawled across the bed. I set the bags down in a corner and walk over to her to pull thhe sheets over her, but I notice she's not her usual caramel color, but has blotches of purple and blue all over her face and arms.

"Heh heh heh... I guess i should have told you guys about that when I told you everything else." Mary says standing in the doorway.

"Well yeah, it would have been nice!"

She sets the rest of the bags down in the corner with the others.

"Remember when I said she was abused?"

"Yeah?"

"Well this is it. She just doesn't want anyone to know so she puts makeup over it to cover it up, and once she's home, she takes it off. She also has some on her back so that's why she sleeps on her belly. The only people who have seen her bruises is me, her sister, and her mom; and well, now you. Don't tell anyone ok? She wont let anyone see her like this; she is forgetful, but she has never made the mistake of not having foundation."

"Fine, ok. But if she slips up I have to tell."

Mary nods.

*ding don- ding don- ding dong*

Someone kept ringing the doorbelll but wounldn't let the first one finish, and I instantly knew who it was.

"Shit!"