Chapter 6 pt.2

(AN: so the last chapter was really long when I typed it then when I published it it half of it got deleted:( so chapter 6 pt.2 is the part that got deleted. some of the events in the chapter I have experienced myself.)

"Honey you need therapy. I signed you up. her name is Cal and her address is 137 Richmond Drive. you'll see her two days a week an hour each day." he says.

I storm out and stomp rapidly upstairs. I throw everything around my room, just making it disheveled because nothing broke. I scream into my pillow.

"WHY ME? WHY?!" I yell.

I hate life.

I hate myself.

I hate breathing.

I hate people.

I hate everything.

Where do I file a report for a new life?

You can't. But you can end it. It'll be so easy Mace, just end it all. Then, you'll be happy. You'll be okay. just end it. right here, right now.

I go for my belt.

I slide the end slightly through the other side and put it around my neck, pulling it to.

I step onto a chair while tying the belt to my doorframe. I bring my foot off the chair...

Stop Macey. Stop it. you don't have the heart to do this.

I ignore my mind and try to step off again.

Stop it! you'll be okay soon enough.

And I know I'm right.

I undo the belt loop and step off the chair.

I crawl under the covers with a blade.

I dig it into my arm over and over.

Blood is everywhere and I don't care. I sniffle a little before only becoming a lump in the covers.

NIALL'S P.O.V

I haven't seen or talked to Macey in a while. I need to check up on her. I need to see she's okay.

I buy a tulip and daisy bouquet. Zayn said they were her favorites.

I drive to her flat and walk up to the door. I didn't call before and I don't knock going inside.

It looks like Macey's dad is absent yet again.

I walk up to Macey's room.

Theres... a lump in her covers.

I pull them back and blood covers every inch.

"Oh God..." I say picking her up.

I put her into my backseat when I get to my car.

I head to the hospital.

"A lot of blood loss." I tell the nurse. she nods and puts Macey on a stretcher bringing her back to a room.

They don't let me follow. it was that moment when they were laying Macey on the stretcher that I realized.. I loved her.