Through The Dark(Niall Horan)
Whatever It Takes
It had gotten to the point that I didn't care what happened to me anymore. I had no hope. I was going to be stuck in my own hell for the rest of my life, however long that may be. I found a way to break open one of my razors and held the blade in my hand. I had to get out. I didn't care how I did it, I just needed an escape. I pushed the blade into my skin and made a slit. I sighed as the blood started to flow out, switching wrists.
When I woke up, I was in the hospital. I blinked, trying to get my eyes to adjust to the light. I turned my head to look at the person sitting in the chair next to me. Expecting it to be my mum, but I was wrong. It was Niall. I blinked again, thinking my mind was playing tricks on me.
His eyes grew wide. “Teagan!” It was really him. He was here. This was real. He moved closer to me, kissing my forehead. “Do you need anything? What can I get you?”
I swallowed. “Water?” I coughed. Niall handed me a cup of water and helped me sit up to drink it. “What...what happened?” I asked him, looking down at my bandaged wrists.
Niall's eyes fell to the bed, then looked back at me. “Well after they came and got you, I got on the next flight back to London but ended up getting stranded due to storms and I tried everything I possibly could to get back to you. Once I got to the house I realized there were guards and shit now so I couldn't just go in and get you, so I went to the police and did a lot of screaming and crying until someone came with me to help you, and then we found you in the bathroom with your wrists bleeding and I thought I was too late and I have never been so scared in my entire life.”
He had started to cry now. I grabbed his hand. “I'm sorry...I just couldn't take it anymore. The things they did to me...” I trailed off, remembering everything that happened in the last week. It was a short period of time, but so much happened. I lost my innocence, I lost my will to live.
Niall rubbed my hand with his thumb. “I know...they're under investigation now, love. You're safe now. I know I said that before, but I promise you, it's over. You're safe and I'm here. I'm always going to be here.”
I nodded a bit, not speaking. I had too much on my mind to speak. Were things really going to be okay again? Was I finally done with them? Could I just move on and go live with Niall and be happy? No. I would never be happy again. I knew that for sure. I can't just forget about what happened, I can't just let it go. I know that I will never go another day without fear of Jim walking back into my room and having his way with me, while my mum sat in the other room and let it happen.
Nothing would ever be the same.
Teagan was quiet, looking away from me. I couldn't blame her, she probably hated me for taking so long to get to her. She had more cuts and bruises on her face, the doctor said she had been sexually abused. My heart hurt. I shouldn't of let them take her. This was all my fault.
Things were so bad that she had tried to kill herself, and I was the one who found her. Nothing will ever compare to how I felt, seeing her body laying on the bathroom floor surrounded in a puddle of blood. I thought my life ended right then and there. If she would have died, I don't know what I would've done. My whole heart would be gone, my love, my everything.
I leaned up and kissed her forehead for the millionth time. “We're going to get through this Teagan, together. I will be with you every step of the way. I know you're hurting and you don't know what to do but I will be here for you. If you need someone to cry to, to yell at, to lay with. I'll be there. I'm so sorry I didn't get there sooner.” My voice cracked at the end. If I hadn't gotten stranded, I could have prevented this.
Teagan scooted over in her bed, looking at me. “Can you please just lay with me? And stop beating yourself up about this because it wasn't your fault. You couldn't do anything and you got there as soon as you could. You came for me, and that's all that matters to me.” I got into the bed with her, and she laid her head on my shoulder. “It's going to take me a long time to get over this, so I'm sorry in advance for what you're going to have to deal with.”
Sorry it's a bit rushed and might not make a lot of sense time wise, but it is what it is.
Any predictions for what's going to happen next? :)