Flicker (H.S)

30.

30. **last chapter**

“I just got rid of Niall’s body. I don’t think I’ve ever been so disgusted in myself before. All he did was be the best friend he could be to me and what did I do?

I killed him.

Zayn too. I killed him two days ago, after he said that he saw Jess at the police station.

Jess has been dead for almost two years. She isn’t at the police station, I saw her kill herself.

I saw it, Everly.

So I killed him to avoid any idea that my past could come back to haunt me.”

Letter to Everly Styles, read October 3rd, 2016.

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THE pretty girl sits next to Everly’s bed as she sleeps, soft breaths leaving her lips. Louis keeps caressing Ratna’s hand, and occasionally kisses her cheek. He doesn’t know why she wanted to come over so badly, or why Everly is alone (isn’t she with Harry?) or why she’s hurt, but she is.

So here they are.

“She’s really quite gorgeous, Lou.” His girlfriend coos, smiling softly. “She’s a bit skinny, but gorgeous all the same.”

Louis nods and focuses his gaze on the skinny girl resting in bed, eyes closed and eyebrows creased. What is she thinking about? Where is her family? Where is her boyfriend?

Where is her mind?

“Not as gorgeous as you,” he nuzzles into her neck as Ratna rolls her dark eyes.

“Smooth.”

“Did you expect anything different?”

She giggles and shakes her head, tangling her fingers through the boy’s hair. “Of course not, my love.”

 

Everly’s room is decorated with sadness and Harry.

His clothes are draped across the back of her desk chair, and his familiar scent of abuse permeates the air. The imprint of his head is on the pillow beside the one Everly is resting on and Louis decides right then that they are made for each other. Because the angle at which Harry’s chin is positioned fits right in with the curve of Everly’s head, and his height is perfect for holding her.

Puzzle pieces, they are.

An enigma.

Ratna is made for him. He knew it the moment he saw her. Because her eyes caught the light and he could count all the little brown specks crowding around her iris and when she spoke, her intelligence and knowledge of the world blew him away.

Puzzle pieces, they are.

An enigma.

The girl of his dreams stood and brushed off the specks of dust on her jeans that aren’t really there. She smiles one more time at the girl who Louis is supposed to kill and grabs her boyfriend’s hand, dragging him from the room.

As they leave, the boy with the intelligent girlfriend looked back at the skinny girl with a feeling of guilt.

Maybe if he had killed her like he was supposed to, she wouldn’t be going through so much pain right now.

Maybe, maybe, maybe.

Puzzle pieces, they are.

An enigma.

When Everly woke up, she found her hands resting on her abdomen.

Her abdomen that has become home to a foetus with a father