Hate Breaks Us Apart

Louis' POV:

I was working non stop. Well sort of. But all of the few free times I had were spent with Amanda. I knew it was hard on her being alone so much. The boys had been saints. Everyone had basically put their lives on hold for us.

I had to put Macey in day care. That broke my heart. Other people raising my daughter. There just wasnt anyone to look out for her. The boys would occasionaly, but it was hard to take her around Amanda.

Amanda rarely spoke anymore. It was starting to feel like the time after her incident were she was mute. I just wanted the old Amanda and for everything to be better.

I sighed, and typed away on the computer in front of me. My job as a cotten ball reviewer certainly wasnt as glamorous as being famous. But being famous meant leaving alot, and I couldnt exactly do that.

I just needed to pay the medical bills.

Suddenly a bell dinged. My shift was over. I followed the trail of other employees out the door. I slid into a taxi, and told him to take me to the hostpital.

When I reached Amandas room, she was asleep. A nurse was playing with something in the corner while hastily scribbling on a clip board.

When she heard me come in, she shot me a sympathetic look. I was confused. Last time I visited I was assured she was improving. That was a few days ago though....I guess things change.

My heart pounded as I plopped down on a chair beside Amandas bed. The nurse hurried from the room. Moments later the door swung open. Dr Cole, the one who had been leading Amandas study, came in.

"Mr Tomlinson." He greeted me. I smiled at him, but he kept a straight face. "We have some...news." He said, trailing off. My heart seemed to literally stop.

Liams POV:

Louis had texted me he was visiting Amanda and asking me to pick up Macey from day care. I hated that he sent her here and wished I could take care of her myself.

I pulled up to the builiding, and hurried inside. I checked Macey out, and held her hand as we headed to my car. "Uncle Li?" She said, looking up at me.

"Yes?" I asked, hoping nothing had happened at day care. I knew those kids looked rough! "Is mommy home yet?" She asked. I sighed and answered,"no. Sweety she probably wont be for awhile yet."

She didnt answer as I strapped her into her booster seat. We began driving down the street. Suddenly I heard Macey say,"Uncle Harry!"

I sighed. "Macey. You know Uncle Harry is on a special trip." "Uncle Harry! He was back there!" She argued. "Macey. Enough tricks. Lets get you home." I said, not even bothering to look back.

Suddenly I heard the click of a seatbelt undone. Quickly I locked the door, and pulled over. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" I yelled out of fear that she might have jumped.

Her eyes widened as I raised my voice. "Im sorry Macey. You just scared me." I apolagized. "I wanted to go see Uncle Harry." She saif quietly. "Macey..."I protested, but was cut off by knocking on my window.

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