Save You Tonight

Ruby has never been popular, she had been bullied all her life until one night she decided she just couldn't take it anymore. Sitting on the riverside, She held a knife to her wrist for one last time as the depression took over. She stood up, blood dripping from her final cuts, ready to jump, but that's when Niall Horan came into her life. Can he save her before it is too late? This story is 12+

Update: as you know, in my about me section it states how I normally wrote gothic horror stories, well this may only seem like a fan-fic to you at first but really what it is is a gothic horror story with One direction in it (because I love them so much!)


10. Floods of tears


We had been at the hospital awaiting news for 2 hours now and we still had heard nothing. All the boys where in pieces and I was riddled with guilt. I didn't have the heart to tell them that I told Eleanor to take Louis to Liverpool, the heart to tell them that if it wasn't for me we wouldn't be here now, the heart to tell them that if they never saw their best friend again it would all be my fault...

Suicidal thoughts started coming into my head again. I started think negatively, if I wasn't here now Eleanor and Louis would just be a normal, happy couple and not fighting for their lives, if I was gone these boys would not be in so much stress, the world would be better off without me...

Just at that second a nurse walked in and we all stood up hoping she had some good news but as soon as I saw the expression on her face, almost all my hope disappeared. She looked sad and her eyes were full of pity.

"Are you all here for Louis Tomlinson and Eleanor Calder?" She asked us but no one spoke, instead a Mexican wave of feeble nods went around the room, then the nurse continued speaking, "Can you please follow me?" She asked and we all obeyed. For us, someone asking us to follow them was usually a fan on twitter, not a nurse telling us our friends fate.

We followed the nurse down a long set of corridors until we finally got to a small office. Inside the office, a more senior member of staff was sitting on a swivel chair looking very serious, I knew it, they were both dead, I braced myself knowing that within the next few moments there would be a 'sorry', or a 'there was nothing more we could do,' however, nothing came, just silence. But despite the silence I couldn't hear myself think. My head was messed up with so many thoughts that needed unraveling, like tangled necklaces, I hated tangled necklaces just like I hated these thoughts, but they weren't going to go away as easily as a knotted necklace, I couldn't just throw them in the corner or the room and say 'stick it, I'll do it later,' these were inside my head, inside my mind, a part of me...

The senior member of hospital staff, who was sitting in a swivel chair, looked at us each one by one giving us each a stern expression. I almost felt like breaking down in sobs whilst waiting for those life changing words.

"For a start both of your friends are still alive," the doctor said and we all gave sighs of relief, "The next 24 hours are critical for both of them, especially Louis who has a piece of glass wedged right by his heart." We all listened intently, even if the future was uncertain at least they were alive.

"What exactly happened?" Liam asked the doctor. He showed us some footage of the accident that someone had recorded. I looked at the computer screen, you could see the carriage Louis and Eleanor were in clearly as all of a sudden it started rocking back and forth. The rocking stopped as everything seemed to go back to normal until the real disaster struck, suddenly the carriage started falling, closer and closer towards the ground. I gasped as all the boys except Liam broke down in sobs. Liam and I were the only two who watched the video until the end. The only two who saw the booth fall to the ground and shatter into a million pieces. The only two who would have that imagine in our nightmares for the rest of our lives...

I stood there hugging Niall and Harry in shock. Whilst watching the video I noticed that the booth had only fallen about 5 metres which to my relief, it was a lot less than I initially thought but the result was still horrific. During the 1 minute 20 of the video I realised how much Eleanor meant to me, how much she helped me. I asked the doctor If we could see them. We were warned that Eleanor and Louis were in a bad state but we still wanted to see them. After all, it could be the last time we see them alive...

We walked into a room in the intensive care unit, it was one of the bigger rooms in the hospital, holding 3 beds, one which held Louis, one which held Eleanor and one who's name plate thing read Amy Jones. I looked at the 3 patients around me, I didn't know what to feel; sadness, pity, sorrow or happiness. I know happiness might have seemed a weird emotion to feel at this time but I was happy no one had died as a result of the incident. All the boys were crowded around Louis and Eleanor but no one was with Amy. I walked over to her bed. I saw her face, she was covered in cuts and had pieces of glass coming out of her all over her body. But not all of the cuts on her body were from the accident, I knew a self inflicted wound when I saw one. I could see many parallel scars and scabs under the cuts caused by the glass. I noticed a piece of paper on the floor so I picked it up and started to read it. It read:

'Dear mum and dad, I'm sorry it has had to end like this, one direction can't keep me alive forever. No one ever listens to me, if they do listen to me, it is just a waste of their time and my breath because people don't care for what I say anyway. I am just a waste of space, no one cares any more, I'm so alone, so tired, tired of feeling this way, tired of breaking down in tears, tired of not being cared for, tired of being me. Don't blame yourselves, no one is to blame but me, I've been a nuisance since I was put on this earth, I'm sorry for ever being born. I'll always love you forever. See you soon, all my love, Amy xxx'

I read the note again at least another 3 times before looking up again. I saw the years of worry in her face, the thoughts that no teenager should ever had to feel, she didn't look any older than about 15, then I realised the girl lying in the hospital bed in front of me, was me.

She. Was. Me.

It took another 5 minutes for it to sink in, I was oblivious to the world, I couldn't hear anything, couldn't see because of my eyes blurring up from tears, I was senseless. I realised how much pity I felt for this girl and get this girl was me. But I didn't pity myself, I wouldn't ever be able to pity myself. I only came to my senses to hear a alarm going off. I shook myself out of my daydream and looked around the room, it was Louis, he had crashed. The doctor ran in.

"We need to get him into theatre now!" The doctor shouted to the other doctors and nurses. Louis was rushed out of the room and the other boys followed. I couldn't take this anymore. I found myself senseless for the second time as I broke down onto the floor and thousands of tears flooded my eyes. I didn't know what I was going to do, people were going to loose everything, and it was all my fault.

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