Darcy

I rushed into the hospital holding my dying girl in my arms.
"Help! My daughter is almost dead"! I said to the lady at the front desk. She gave a look of worry.
"We'll get her help right away", she said. She made a quick all on the phone and the next thing you know, there were two men in scrubs that came in with a stretcher. I gave Darcy to them and they took her away. I paced the waiting room back and forth trying I hold back tears.
"So sir how did this happen"? She asked.
"I was at work and I came home and my fiancé was stabbing her with a knife", I explained quickly.
"Okay I will send the police over to your house", she said. I nodded. I thought Chloe was the one. I thought Chloe was suppose to by my wife. I guess I was wrong. I took out my phone and called Liam.
"Pick up, pick up, pick up"! I said to myself.
"Hi this is Liam. Sorry I can't get to the phone right now", I heard from the other line. I hung up and then searches the rest of my contacts. I needed someone else here with me before I went insane. I called Louis and Niall but still, no response. The last person I haven't tried yet was Stephanie.
I dialed in the number and listened to the rings.
"Hello"? She answered.
"Syephanie!! Thank god you answered! Come to the hospital right away", I said.
"Oh my goodness why? What happened"? She asked with worry.
"I can home from work because I got sent home and I walked in and the first thing I seem was Darcy laying on the ground and Chloe was impaling her with a knife", I said as quickly as possible. Everyone else that was in the waiting room had been staring at me.
"Oh my god!!! I'll be there right away", she said hanging up. I smiled at the fact that she was as worried about my daughter as I was.
Minutes felt like hours. My heart soared as she came running through the doors.
"Stephanie! Thank you for coming", I said pulling her into a hug. She smiled and nodded. She looks like she had just got done crying.
"Do you think she'll be okay"? She asked.
"Well. I'm not sure", I said. She looked like she was going to cry again. I put my hand on her shoulder.
"Everything will be just fine", I assured. She smiled again.
"Harry Styles"? A doctor asked walking out of a door.
"That's me", I said walking over to him. Stephanie followed.
"Your daughter lost a lot of blood. We put her on drugs to help her fall asleep more medics are stitching up the wounds. What happened"?
"I went to work and left her alone with my fiancé and I came home to see her stabbing my daughter in the stomach with a knife", I said.
"Well there was a large burn around the wound, do you know what happened there"? He said. A confused look grew upon my face.
"A...burn"? I asked. He nodded.
"Yes. Bruises and cuts cover her body, too", he said as if I should've known. Bruises? Cuts? Burns? Was this all Chloe who did this? Wow. I'm the world's worst father. Why didn't I know all along!?

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