When I woke up it was eerily quiet. I half-hoped that I would wake up in my dorm and this would have been one sick, twisted nightmare, but that was hardly the case. I woke up in my hospital bed. I was still wearing the hospital gown, and it was making the small room that I was in feel even colder. The only sound I could hear was the beeping of my heart monitor. It smelt like a typical hospital, sterile. But most importantly, I felt numb. After the conversation that I had with Zayn, I felt my brain and heart disconnect from one another. All that is left was my shell, there were no emotions running through me; I am numb.
My attention switch to the area in which I had placed my phone before falling asleep. It was still there and was only pushed off to the side to make room for my food. I reached for it, and grabbed the cold piece of metal. To my surprise it was still turned off, which meant Melissa and Aiden hadn't been here. For a couple of seconds I contemplated turning my phone back on, and I did because my curiosity was greater than my logic.
I pushed the power button until the apple logo appeared on the black screen. I knew the sight of my lock-screen-wallpaper was going to hurt, but not as much as it actually did. My wallpaper was a selfie of Liam and me on our first date. In the background was Big Ben, but all my attention was on that goofy smile that was shown so prominently on my face. That happiness I felt feels all too foreign to me now. I couldn't imagine that I and the girl pictured in the photo were the same. Liam looked handsome as ever, with those brown eyes so filled with love. Love for me. My eyes were gleaming with happiness. Both of us were happy and beginning to fall in love which each other. Liam did love me right?
The notifications finally began to come in, and I wasn’t the least bit surprised to see that I had four missed calls from Louis and a couple of texts from a worried Niall Horan. It was the last notification that I received that made my jaw drop and my stomach twist. I looked at my phone and couldn’t believe the name that on the screen. Liam. I had one missed call and voicemail from Liam. Well this is going to be interesting. I unlocked my phone and went to my voicemails. When I saw that the voicemail was 18 seconds my heart skipped a beat. Maybe he asks me to call him back. Maybe there is hope for us. I opened Liam’s voice mail and took a deep breath.
“Rian. I can’t do this anymore. I don’t want to be with you anymore, and I wish I had never met you and got involved in your life. I should have listened when I was warned about you. Have a good life Rian, but don’t call me ever again. I won’t ever answer” Liam said. Although I knew it was Liam, his voice was so unfamiliar. It was cold and emotionless. That Liam’s wasn’t the one I loved.
With that 18 second voicemail my world came crumbling down. I never thought I would be the type of girl to let a heart break ruin her, but it was so different when I was experiencing it firsthand. Any of my hopes for the future had been smashed into an oblivion. I had nothing. Nothing to keep me hear and nothing to motivate me to wake up every day. I wish I had just died. The tears finally began to flow as the realization of Liam breaking up with me began to become greater. I was sobbing when Melissa came back.
“What’s wrong Ri” Melissa asked concerned.
“Liam is done with me. He hates me Melissa” I said those words hurting even worse than the thoughts in my head.
“I am sorry Rian” Melissa said trying to console me.
I looked at her and lied straight to her face, “Its okay. I’ll be okay”.