21. Chapter 21: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
I woke up and Cathryn was lightly snoring so I knew she was still sleeping. I quietly got up and looked through her feed on Twitter from her laptop. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I saw things like "Niall doesn't really love you it's management that's making him date you." And other things like "You're an ugly whore who cares about no one but herself and is using Niall." and "Go die in a hole you ugly bitch." I didn't know I was crying until Cathryn asked why I was. "Are you ok Niall?" She asked her voice full of concern as I quickly shut the laptop. "I'm sorry darlin' you just don't deserve any of the hate you're getting. I say we just forget about em' and worry about our weddin'" I said. "Ok. I'll try to but it'll be hard." She said breaking into tears. "Shh, shh." I said pulling her into a hug. I put my hands on her waist and made her look into my eyes when we finished hugging. She refused to look at me and I didn't know why.
Niall put his hands on my waist after pulling apart from our hug. I wouldn't look at him, I was to sad to. He lifted my chin up with his index finger and said. "Darlin' why won't you look at me?" "Because." I said. "Because why?" He replied softly. "Because, I don't want you to feel bad for me." I said sadly and began to cry lightly but not sobbing. "Ever since Tenny, Tommy, and Aries were beaten and taken to Scott's friend Kelsey, I haven't seen the bright light in your eyes. I need to know you're ok before I stop worrying about you as much as I am." He said. "I'm sorry Niall." I said and began to full on sob. "It's ok baby, I'm here now." He said. "No Niall, it's not. If it were I wouldn't want to kill myself!" I snapped instantly regretting what I'd said. Niall looked taken aback and his eyes started to tear up. I started to run to the bathroom but he grabbed my arm. I quickly released myself from his grip before running off to the bathroom. I locked the door even though Niall was bound to get in somehow. "Cathryn, please open up. Don't do anything stupid, please." He pleaded. He kept pounding on the door so I had to act fast before he got in. I grabbed the silver blade that I kept hidden in my cosmetics bag and made three slits on each wrist. One went a little to deep and at that moment Niall knocked down the door. He quickly took his shirt off realizing that my face was going pale from the quick blood loss and he wrapped it around my arm. He called the doctor who came and stitched up my cuts as Niall got me some more orange juice so I wouldn't pass out. "Thank you." I mumble to the doctor who told Niall "You need to keep a close on her sir." He just nodded. "I'm sorry." I said and began to sob again. "It's ok." Niall said wrapping me up in his arms. He carried me to the bed and laid down next me.