It has been two days since I talked to Louis that day in their flat. Seeing his face makes me miss him. Not who he is now, but him before the fame.
My brother was the type of brother who made you laugh when you were sad. He always used to call me Wrenny Penny. I remember the necklace he gave me once, it was a penny but it was made of silver. I still have it. All these tiny things make me wish it was all back to the way it was. But the more I think about it, the more I come to conclusion that there really wasn't anything I could do to prevent him from doing what he did. The day he yelled at me like he was some anger filled person I didn't know. What could I have done? I could have not dated Harry for that brief time I did. I could have... None of this was preventable.
When I was about 16 my boyfriend called me a bitch in front of most of the school at lunch. Louis was out of his seat within 5 seconds. He punched the kid so hard it hurt to watch. Lou was always there to protect me. Now I recall what I said to him the other day. I told him that he had become the type of person I needed protection from. It was true.
If someone else had called me an attention whore, Louis would have been there to defend me. But now he was the one who did the name calling. And I have no one to protect me.

Harry. I would say Harry could protect me, but he was hurt. I know I shouldn't have left him. We were only dating for what... About 2 weeks. Lou killed that too. He killed my relationship with Harry, my relationship with him, and my feelings about myself. Was I really an attention whore?

Louis tried to apologize. And I can't just ignore him forever. As much as I hate him, I will always love him. As much as it hurts, I need him.

I let the tears trickle down my face as I thought about it.

I was going to give Lou a chance. I need him to prove to me that he is sorry for his words. For blaming me for all his problems. Maybe now he realizes how completely stupid he was to yell at me that day. I still don't know where all of it came from. We both know I didn't do anything to deserve any of the thugs he said.

I want it back. I want my life back. Hiding from the dark reality that things are different cant go on forever. I want Louis back. I want Harry back. But how?

Notes

This chapter is in the mind of Wrenna. It everything she is thinking and feels. The next one with have some drama in it. We all love drama.
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