One Broken Heart **DO NOT READ RN DRASTIC EDITING**

Chapter 17

It was early in the morning and everyone was still sleeping. Louis had his arm around me so I carefully slipped out of bed not to wake him. I walked into the bathroom and began getting ready for the day. I undressed myself and replaced my pajamas with some cute clothes. I was wearing my favorite red skinny jeans. I also put on my white crop top. It had a black treble clef symbol and a bunch of music notes surrounding it. They were all sparkly. I put on a black belt and then moved to makeup.

I applied a thin line of dark black eyeliner. I added some long mascara and red lipstick. I applied light foundation and a touch of blush.

I went back into the room and found my wig. I put it on my head and left it as is. I slipped on some black toms and smiled in the mirror. I snapped a picture... For memories.

I wrote a note to the lads about where I was goin and when ill be home. I left it on the kitchen counter and grabbed Louis car keys. I entered his car and drove to my house.

My dad was home this time and we talked while my mom was getting ready. Heather came into the kitchen and approached me with a hug in which I returned. She grabbed a banana and went upstairs

Moms pov (lol I had too)

I heard the front door open and close and I knew Kirsten had arrived. I was finishing up blow drying my hair then I will come down. As I was putting away everything heather came into the bathroom.

"Hey baby." I smiled down at my daughter. God she is growing up so fast.

"Mom, is Krissy going to die?" She questioned. A tear welled in her eye and she looked down at her feet, shuffling them slightly.

I wasn't going to lie to her, but I didn't want to tell her the truth. "Yes darling. She is, very soon." I said reluctantly, frowning.

Heather looked at me with fear and despair. Tears now falling down her face. With that she ran out. Poor thing.

I walked down stairs and gave my eldest daughter a hug. "Morning baby." I smiled. She gave me a hug and I whispered into her ear. "Go talk to heather please."

She pulled away and I smiled sweetly at her. She walked up stairs to heathers room.

Kirsten's pov

I don't know why but my mom told me to see heather... She sounded kind of... Kind of harsh. She was like commanding me. I was puzzled, but I did as I was told. I stomped up the stairs and took a right to where her room had always been. I opened the door quietly and slipped inside.

Heather sat on her bed, her knees were pulled up to her face and I could hear the sobs escaping her mouth. I sat down beside her and placed my hand on the small of her back. She looked up at me and more tears fell from her bloodshot eyes. Did I do something wrong?

"Sweet heart what's wrong?" I asked.

"I just... I don't want you to die. It's not fair. Not fair for you, not for anyone?" She cried.

I was guessing my mother told her. I had some serious discussing to do with her. "Honey I know that your sad. Everything happens for reason. If god wanted this to happen, it's going to happen. Just remember no matter what happens ill always be right here." I smiled, pointing to her heart.

She wiped away the tears from her eyes and let out a cute smile. "Promise you'll always be with me?" She asked.

"I promise." I smiled.

I hugged her tight rocking her back and forth. She pulled away and looked at me. "Can I... Can I see your head?"

I nodded and approached her mirror. I removed the wig and the cap, setting them on her dresser. I could see the dark uneven lines of stitches on my head. There were a few of them. Long, bloody, and messy. I honestly didn't want her to see them but I wouldn't say no.