“Ella!? Ella?!” I could hear Perrie’s worried voice in the distance. My eyes fluttered open but closed almost instantly as the bright lights made my head spin. “Guys! She coming to! Hurry. Someone get me some more wet paper towel!” not even a second later I could feel the coolness of the wet paper towel on my forehead. I struggled to sit up and I felt a hand under me helping me. My eyes fluttered open and I fought to keep them that way. “Woah.” I said quietly. “Why are there two of you?” I laughed a bit but instantly grimaced as pain shot through me. I closed my eyes and opened them again. “That’s better. There aren’t multiple Perrie’s anymore!” I could hear her laugh. I started to stand up. My knees wobbled and I grabbed the countertop for support before I toppled over. 7 pairs of hands reached out to steady me but I shooed them away. “Guys. I’m okay. I’m seventeen. I’m not five! Sheesh.” I said shaking my head and laughing. I looked around to see an immense amount of relief on their faces. Perrie and El looked grim. All the boys hands were rolled into fist by their sides. “Don’t. I can handle this okay? Seriously. Don’t worry about me. I’ve dealt with her for ten years. I can handle one more right?” I faked a smile and laughed. Perrie saw right through my act though. “No.” Perrie shook her head. “Huh?” I asked bewildered. “No. Ella this…The way she treats you..Its not right! Why don’t you understand that?” I took a step back shaking my head. “No. No. Stop. I. I can’t...No!” I shook my head again trying to get Jen’s words out of my head. “Ella…” Eleanor said stepping forward. “No. Just...Stop! Okay? My dad. H-He would be so disappointed in me. This is all my fault. Everything. It’s all my fault.” I cried out. I ran out of the kitchen and burst through the bakery's front doors and ran into the street. I walked over to the steps that went up to the top story where they lived from the outside of this place. I sat myself on the steps and cried. I never cried and it felt...GREAT. It felt great to just let it all out. I chided myself for being so stupid. I never should have talked back. Everything that was said. Everything I said...Can never be Undone. No matter how many times I wish it would...My words. Her words. Her hitting me. Nothing. It just can’t be undone.

Notes

Okay. I'm sorry if this ins't the best. I'm also super sorry it's so short...I plan to have at least 20 chapters if not more. So. bear with me here? If there's something you like or don't like tell me and I'll see what I can do. But you guys are honestly beyond amazing. This story. WOW. Thanks so much for all the support on this. I never thought I'd get this much feedback. Thanks for reading my Directionaries. All Y'all are the reason I write! <3
~Linzie~