You're My Light

When Zayn stumbles upon a girl who has many secrets and cuts herself he decides to take her in. She doesn't trust him at first and is quick to try to escape. But he keeps her firmly trying to protect from herself. As she realizes she can overcome the hurt, the two fall for each other. Then a horrible event occurs, but the boys don't see it as too tragic. Will her secrets all be revealed? Only Zayn can bring the light back to her darkness and vanquish the evils that haunt her.


27. Questions

Zayn POV

                   How could she not remember? It didn't make sense. She definitely had a different personality as Belle has mentioned. But I didn't expect her to snap at the boys and I this morning. I couldn't deal with the fact that she didn't remember us, but I didn't want to freak out on her so I stormed out of the room.

                   I go outside and start to smoke a cigarette thinking of how if she remembered she would probably try to stop me. "What's wrong mate? She's okay," Harry says. 

                   "She doesn't remember me Harry," I reply.

                   "So make her fall in love with you all over again," He jokes.

                    "That might actually work," I smile trying to think about how I am going to pull this off. I head back upstairs to her room and sit down in one of the chairs. I decide it would be better off to not grab Charlotte's hand like I wanted to, and just observed her, Belle, and the doctor. After finishing talking to Charlotte, the doctor turns to Belle and I. 

                  "It has come to my attention that she self-harms," The doctor tries to speak lowly to Belle and I so that Charlotte doesn't hear.

                 "I do?" Charlotte exclaims, taking a second look at her arms. Belle and I exchange a long glance because she doesn't exactly understand what Charlotte had been doing.

                 "Perhaps we should take this conversation out in the hall," I suggest gesturing for the doctor to go first so that I can talk to him while Belle attempts to calm Charlotte. I read the doctor's name tag and his name is Dr. Collins. 

                 "Charlotte has gone through much trauma before the accident and I was finally getting her on track. As you can see, the scars are roughly a couple of days old but I had just gotten her free of the...weapons she used to harm herself," I try to explain to the doctor.

                "What type of trauma?" Dr. Collins questions.

                "Both of her parents have died recently and she had blamed herself. In addition, she was in an abusive relationship and her sister wasn't speaking to her,"  I list it off.

                "That's quite a life for a barely legal girl," He says looking into the room at the Charlotte that had no recollection of the events that we were talking about.

               "Yes. Although I'm sure I have it under control now because of the obvious circumstances and if she resorts back to her...previous patterns I will be sure to contact you," I reply.

               "I think that is a good idea. I will prescribe some anti-depressants just in case along with a mild sedative if needed," The doctor tells me, scribbling additional information on the pad in front of him. "Try to keep her away from the depressing information. If her spirits are kept up now then when she gets her memory back she may react in a better way," He advises.

               "Thank you," I respond. He nods.

              "I will be back in an hour to double check everything and give you the full description of how to help her," He informs me.

               "Okay. I will be here," I answer and head back into the room while he walks away towards another patient's room.

               "I waited until this morning to ask questions like you requested. Can I please have some answers?" Charlotte asks me as soon as I re-enter.

               I look to Belle and she has a look on her face that tells me Charlotte isn't going to drop this. "Ask away," I answer.

               "Why did I self harm?" She inquires.

              "You were depressed," I respond.

               "Why was I depressed?" She questions.

               "A tragedy occurred," I shrug.

               "Like...?" She wonders.

               " turn for questions," I sneak a smile.

               "I don't know when this turned into a game," She crosses her arms over her chest.

               "How do you feel?" I ask.

               "Fine," She groans.

               "Do you remember anything?"

               "No," She narrows her eyes.

               "How exactly did you recognize Belle?"

               "A dream," She supplies a mischievous smile. I could tell what she was doing. I gave her vague answers so in turn she did the same. 

                "You are good," I say smiling, acting like I'm not worried about any of this. Belle and I look at each other and her face shows the same expression as mine but I can see the worry in her eyes. The clock reads  10am which means she has four hours left in here.

                "Can you turn the tele up louder?" Charlotte asks, looking up at it and away from us. Eventually all of the boys enter back in to the room followed by Eleanor with clothes for Charlotte. Harry and Liam offer to go run out and get food and Niall requests Nandos. 

                "Surprise, surprise," Charlotte says, smiling. We all turn our heads to look at her immediately.

                "What did you just say?" Eleanor questions.

                "Umm..." Charlotte's smile fades and her expression turns to confused. "What are you talking about?"

                "She was there for a second," I whisper.

                "We all saw it. We have to be careful," Liam replies as they get ready to go. 

                 "I'm so confused. What happened?" Charlotte asks.

                 "You're memory is trying to surface," Belle answers her.

                  "That's good right?" She questions.

                 "Yeah," I respond, but realize that I'm not sure if I mean it. This Charlotte wasn't depressed and didn't cut. But I missed the old Charlotte because of what we had together. I would have to see how everything would go.

                  After a while more of waiting, Belle and I step out into the hallway. She asks where we will be taking Charlotte back and I tell her to my flat. "That makes sense. Obviously I couldn't take her back to where I live," She says. The doctor meets us in the hall after taking one last look at Charlotte. He tells us not to press to hard because that could result in a longer amount of time to get a full recovery. 

                 We all step out into the hallway so that Charlotte can change except for Belle who is there to make sure she doesn't get hurt further. Louis, Liam, Niall, and Eleanor start to head back to my flat to get it all set up for Charlotte, while Harry goes downstairs to pull the van up.

                 Charlotte comes out looking as beautiful as ever and it takes everything in me not to walk up to her and plant a kiss on her plush pink lips. There's a bulky brace on her leg and a smaller version of it on her wrist. She's in skinny jeans and a tank top. Her dark hair frames her tan skin, making it clear that she could be a model. Charlotte's sparkling blue eyes look up to meet mine and though I can tell we are still estranged, there is something trying to reach out from her.

                 "Ready to go?" I ask. Belle hands her crutches. Charlotte nods and we begin to make our way to the elevators. The three of us climb in and wait for the box to take us down.

                 "So where am I going?" Charlotte questions while on our way down.

                 "To my flat," I answer, hoping she won't react badly. 

"Accidents may happen sometimes, no matter how careful a man may be,"

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