Sister Payne (n.h.)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Skyler's P.O.V.

The euphoria that I once felt was gone. The great high that I had achieved, had left me. I was facing reality now. And I wasn't expecting the reality that was before me.

When I opened my eyes, I expected to be back in the club. That isn't what I saw, however. I saw the brightness of the room. I heard the beeping of the heart monitor. I felt two different people holding my hands. It registered to me that I was in the hospital.

I looked down at my hands to see Niall holding my left hand and Liam holding the other. Under further examination I noticed my deep cuts on my wrist to be bandaged. Both boys were asleep with their heads laying on the bed with my damaged self.

I tried to keep my movements little because I didn't want them to wake up. I didn't want to have to come face to face with reality. I didn't want to discuss how I went off the deep end. Or how I even got here, which is still a mystery to me. I probably put these two through hell. We just lost our mother and then I decide to go crazy. I can only imagine how Liam is feeling, overwhelmed to say the least. And Niall, oh Niall. I've given him the cold shoulder ever since I was told the news. Ever since we were in Florida. We told each other that we loved the other, then I go off doing this. How could I do this to the ones I love? My thought process for the last few weeks has been all about me. I've been selfish. I was only thinking about how the loss of my mother would affect me. Not Liam or anyone else.

Tears starting pouring out of my eyes. I'm such a terrible person. I don't even know the extremes of what lead up to me being put in the hospital, but I already know they're bad. I did heroine, for God's sake. What good ever comes out of heroine? And even though I love Niall, I went to that douchebag Ryan, and gave him a blowjob for drugs. How pathetic. I am one pathetic human being.

I guess I wasn't being as careful with my movements as I thought. Niall and Liam both groggily lifted their heads. A shocked expression filled both of their tired faces. They quickly took in the fact that I was currently balling my eyes out and both carefully gave me a hug, acting as if I was glass that could be broken with the slightest touch. Maybe with the recent events, it's true.

"I'm going to go get the nurse." Liam stated as he got up and left the room.

"I know you hate me." I whispered to Niall. He gave me a sad look.

"No. Just the opposite of that, Sky. I love you so much. I was so scared. We found you at the club, nearly unconscious, with that guy taking advantage of you." I guess Niall noticed my wide eyes at his words. "It's okay. He's been arrested. The rape kit has already been performed. It's okay. The drugs are out of your system. Just please, promise me something."

"Yes, Niall?"

"Promise me that you'll never do that to me again. I love you so fucking much. I never want to have the feeling of losing you again. I don't think my heart could take it." He had tears spilling from his eyes.

"I promise, Niall. I love you." He gently pecked my lips and I could taste the saltiness from our mixed tears.

Just then the nurse came back in, along with Liam, and a doctor. The nurse quickly checked my iv, monitor, and vitals and made sure everything was alright. Liam sat back down by my side.

"Ah, Ms. Payne. Welcome back. We stitched and bandaged up your wounds on your arm. We also managed to push the drugs out of your system. You took an extremely high dosage. We were going to send you to rehab, but the boys and other complications convinced me not to. With that, I would like to speak to Mr. Horan, out in the hall." I looked to Niall and he just shrugged. The doctor left the room with Niall behind him.

"How are you feeling?" Liam asked me.

"I feel terrible for putting you through all that. I'm so sorry. I love you, Li."

Liam was about to carry on the conversation,but we were interrupted forms shout in the hallway.

"She's what?!" We hear Niall shout.

We couldn't hear what the doctor was saying, but we could here all of Niall's responses.

"I guess we didn't." He said. We didn't what?

I looked to Liam, but he was just as confused as I was. We heard Niall shout something incoherent and heard Harry try to comfort him. What's going on?

Just as I was about to say something to Liam, the doctor came back in.

"Alright, Ms. Payne, I'm coming back in here with some news." I held my breath, thinking of the worst outcomes. "You're expecting. You're about four weeks along. Congratulations. Now we're going to start the process of getting you discharged and you'll be on your way. I'm going to describe a prenatal vitamin. Have a good day." I wasn't expecting that.

All of Niall's shouts came back to me. She's what?! He's not ready to have a baby. I guess we didn't. We didn't use protection when we had sex. I wasn't on the pill and he didn't have a condom on. This is all my fault. If I wouldn't have told him I was ready, then- Oh my god. I'm pregnant. I shot up heroine, while I am pregnant. I need to be a good mother for our child, not a screw up. Our child. I can't believe Niall and I are having a baby. I look over at Liam, and he doesn't look happy. Oh boy.