Adrienne's POV

"Can ya hurreh?" Niall says standing at my bedroom door.

I have trying to get together a good first aid kit along with the few medical supplies they give us every semester.
"I'm making sure I'm prepared here, Niall." I say matter if factly.

Niall and I still hadn't made up yet and I was no where near cracking. Niall on the other hand, had this look of bewilderment on his face.

I grab my kit then stand up.
"Let's go before you flip a shit." I mutter as I make my way to the exit. Niall grumbles something under his breath, but I let it go and hop into the passenger's seat.

We get to Anna's flat in less than 10 minutes due to Niall's speeding. He kept muttering something on the lines of "bloody wankers" as he weaved through traffic, and his grip on the steering wheel made his knuckles go white.

We run up to Anna's flat and we knock. There's no answer for about a minute so I pull a pin out from my hair and jimmy out the lock.
"I'm pretteh sure dat's illegal." Niall says as I step through the threshold.

"We're in, aren't we?" I groan. "Anna!"
I hear a faint response come from around the corner. I dash there with Niall close behind me. Once we get to the bathroom door, my eyes widen in horror while Niall...did he just faint?

"Anna, I need you to stay awake, dear." I say as I crouch down beside her. I see the dried blood on the bandages and some dripped on the floor. I also see a bottle of peroxide sitting on the other side of her. "Anna, have you already tried to clean this?"

"Yea..." I see tears forming in her eyes. I have to act now, ask questions later. I open the first aid kit and pull out some surgical thread and this long needle. Anna's eyes widen in shock. "Sutures? No no no! I can't have Louis see!"

I bite my lip.
"Anna, this cut is too deep for me not to give you sutures." I say trembling. Anna sighs in resignation and I pull out my tweezers and alcohol wipes. This was gonna be a sight to see.

Niall's POV

I wake up on the hallway floor and hear soft sobs and cooing. I get up and peer into the bathroom. I inhale deeply and see why I fell out in the first place. Anna had blood on her leg and on the floor. I felt woozy and put my weight on the nearest door.

I stable myself and look into the bathroom again. Adri was sewing up Anna's leg slowly.
"C-can I h-help wit anything?" I stutter.

Adrienne doesn't even turn around to address me.
"Make some tea, find some juice, and see if you can find some kind of biscuits in the kitchen She needs to replenish her blood sugar."

"Yes, ma'am." I turn on my heel and dash to the kitchen, needing to get as far away from the action as possible.

Adrienne's POV

By the time I finish up the last suture, the kettle is going off on the stove. Anna is slightly trembling and I can tell she's cold. I quickly clean around her leg and place a gauge bandage on her sutures.

"How are you feeling?" I ask as I close up my kit.

"Better...thank you." Anna smiles meekly and I help her stand. I grab a towel and wrap it around her legs and I stable her as we wobble into the kitchen.

Niall has set up three places at the table with biscuits, crisps, and a cup. He was bringing the kettle from the stove as I sit Anna down in the chair.
"Anna, you gotta eat this to regain your strength." I say pushing her food closer to her. Anna opens her mouth to protest, but I put my hand up to stop her. "Eat."

I watch her intently for about 5 minutes while sipping on my tea. Niall had already scarfed down his helping and was getting a second. Once Anna stopped trembling, I decide to start the questions.

"Anna, what's going on?"

Anna’s P.O.V

“Anna, what’s going on?” Adrienne asked me. She looked me dead in the eyes. Well shit, what am I supposed to tell her? That I tried to kill myself then freaked out? That when I fainted it was due to not eating? How can I say all this in front of Niall? He was my best friend for the longest time. Now we have a chance to reconnect and I am about to fuck it up. I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket.
“Louis is calling me…” I said, looking at Niall.
“Hey, I didn’t say anything to him.” He put his hands up. I sighed and answered.
“H-hello…” I stuttered.
“Anna, why did Niall rush out? He isn’t answering his phone and we have to get to the studio to record vocals.” He sounded rushed.
“Yeah he’s here. Sure I’ll I send him on his way.” I said and hung up. Niall took that as his queue to leave. He looked at Adrienne who still was staring intently at me. Without moving her gaze she shooed him.
“See ya then.” He muttered and then left.
“So now ya feel up to talking?” Adrienne asked. I sighed and nodded and motioned for us to sit down on the bar stools. She smelt of smoke. Niall is dating a smoker? Since when?
“So…what do you want to know?” I asked nervously.
“Well let’s start with when you fainted?” She crossed her arms.
“Anorexia.” I stated matter-of-factly.
“Why?” She asked.
“Ex-boyfriend and parents.” I hadn’t told Louis everything. I felt like I could tell Adrienne about this. I was tracing the scars on my upper arm.
“Okay, and your thigh?” She pointed to the bandaged. I was still in just my underwear and the shirt I wore to Louis’s flat. Wow that’s embarrassing.
“I self-harm.” I said, showing her my arms. She looked at the scars that decorated my arms. She lightly brushed her hand over the raised areas. “What you just dealt with…that was a suicide attempt…” I looked down. Tears threatening to spill.
“Anna, you need help.” Adrienne stood up.
“No, I am not going back to that hell hole!” I yelled. She jumped.
“Why? Anna, they can help you!” She yelled back.
“No, they never fucking helped…they only made things worse!” I tried to stand, but she had me sit back down.
“You need to get your blood sugar back up.” She stated, she looked like she was debating on something.
“Listen…my life was literally hell…I dropped out of college…My parents abused me…my ex-boyfriend was emotionally abusive…the night he died…I felt free…But that doesn’t mean I don’t miss him…I loved him…but there is so much more to Mark than what I have told anyone…the reason we were together…was a bad reason…” I sighed looking down. I started remembering the night at the pub, and why I moved…Yes what I told Louis was true, he was so sweet in the beginning. But then something changed.

“Hey sexy, want me to buy you a drink?” Mark slurred to one of the dancers.
“Oh hey asshole, I’m your girlfriend!” I tapped his shoulder.
“Shut up bitch. If you wore stuff like that girl, I wouldn’t be hitting on others!” He yelled at me. He was right. I should wear that stuff. I’ll get clothes like that first thing in the morning. I sighed and nodded.

I was such an idiot.

“GET THE FUCK IN THE HOUSE!” He drunkenly yelled at me, shoving me through the door. I stumbled through and fell onto the floor. He then grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to the bedroom. And from there he raped me…

I began sobbing uncontrollably. He slammed my head into the door that night and I had passed out…I had forgotten that night. It was the night before he died.
“Anna?” Adrienne asked, lightly touching my shoulder. I just cried harder. She pulled me into a hug. The front door to my flat opened and in walked Niall and an obviously worried Louis. Shit Niall I will kill him.
“Why is she crying?” Louis asked, concerned. Adrienne shushed him and passed me to him.

Louis’s P.O.V

Niall, that fucker hid THAT out of all things from me? We were speeding to Anna’s flat again. I was too pissed to drive so I demanded Niall drive me. When we got there, the door was unlocked so we both walked in. I saw Anna sobbing and Adrienne trying to soothe her. She passed Anna to me and she tensed up. That was a new reaction.
“Love, what is it?” I asked, concerned.
“Please don’t touch me.” She started shaking. I looked at Adrienne who shrugged her shoulders. I looked down at Anna’s thighs. They were covered in scars, the majority raised, and then the new bandage that Adrienne had placed. She watched me as I traced my finger over some of the ones close to her knee. She was starting to relax in my arms and eventually sat on my lap. She rested her head on my shoulder, finally relaxing.

Anna’s P.O.V

We sat watching the Doctor Who marathon on BBC. It was midnight by the time we finished the third season. Niall and Adrienne had left a few hours ago.
“Well, I should get back to the lads.” Louis yawned. A wave of panic hit me. I couldn’t be alone tonight.
“No stay.” Desperation filled my voice. He looked startled but agreed.
“Okay, let me just text Liam and let him know.” He said, pulling out his iPhone. I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder.
“Louis…if you want to break up with me…I’d understand…I mean look at me…I am a screwed up mess…I cut too deep in attempts to kill myself…I don’t eat and pass out…I am just a fucked up person…” I said looking at him.
“Why would I want to break up with you? You’re not fucked up, you’re beautiful, and I am going to help you through all this shit. I promise.” He pressed his forehead to mine. I hugged him and we resumed watching Doctor Who until we fell asleep. I thought my dreams would be somewhat pleasant…but boy was I wrong.

“Stupid bitch. It’s your fault this happened.” My mother said, smacking me in the face. I winced. It was my fault my parents were splitting. My dad grabbed another box, packing it into the car. My mother started crying, begging him to stay. He just spat in her face and grabbed his last bag.
“C’mon Anna!” He yelled. I silently walked to the car and got in. Both of our bags rested on me as we drove to the airport to move to America. I stared out the window and saw Niall crying and waving.
“Daddy! I never said bye to Niall!” I yelled.
“Shut up whore! No stopping now!” He yelled and stuffed a piece of bread in my mouth.

“Holy shit!” I sat straight up, causing myself to fall off the couch.
“What is it Anna?” Louis asked, alert.
“Nightmare…or a flashback…either way…I need to apologize to Niall…” I said, rubbing my elbow.