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Torn

Blue Eyes

Blue Eyes

I watched as blood poured out of the small incision i just made in my left wrist. Today was the anniversary of his death. I thought a party would fix everything, but in truth it made it worse. I had to options of suicide right in front of me at the moment. If i went down stairs, i would have way more. But i had either the blade I had just cut myself with Or the alcohol filled with all kinds of crap. I chose the alcohol. I unlocked the bathroom door so someone could find me afterwords. Just as i sat down, i raised the cup,to my lips and said a goodbye to no one in particular, when the door opened.

Niall POV-
I walked into the bathroom to see a girl down something i knew was her ticket off this planet. She fell limp, and rushed to pick her up. I rushed down the stairs and out the door. I strapped her into my car and called the hospital so they could be ready.

Once we were there, they wheeled her away on a stretcher into the E.R.
I impatiently waited as they tried to revive this stranger. Why was she trying to murder herself? I didn't know. But what i did know is she needed someone to help her. And i planned on being that weirdo stranger to do it. My train of thought was interrupted by a nurse.
"You can go in now. You were lucky, if you would have found her any later , she would have been dead." She places a hand on my shoulder and walked away.

Spencer POV-
I could hear voices outside the door, but my eyes wouldn't open. I knew that someone found me early and took me to the hospital. I could hear the beeps coming from every angle. Soon the door opened, and i heard footsteps.
Soon i opened my eyes ti see a pair of blue orbs, sitting in the chair next to me. He was blonde,and very handsome. I tried to speak, but it was a croak.
"The doctor said you won't be able to talk for a few minutes, just drink lots if fluids. Here write on this until you regain your voice." He handed me a note pad. His voice was defiantly irish. So was mine. It sounded so warm though.
I wouldn't mi d waking up to this every morning. But after this he would probably leave. They all did. They thought i was crazy. I was too.
"Whats your name love?" He asked me.
I wrote down
Spencer. What about you love?
I copied his nickname for me.
"Niall. Spencer is a very beautiful name. Why would you try to kill your self if you don't mind me asking."
I swalloed a lump in my throat.
Today is the anniversary of my brothers death. I practically killed him, i was drunk and i drive the car. He died when a car smashed us.
I let a tear escape.
"Come her Spencer. Im here. Its ok." He got up and pulled me into him. Whispering sweet nothings in me ear. He smelt so good,and was warm. And for the first time i spoke.
"Its all my fault Niall. Thats why i am alone. I was stupid. I am a murder. Why would you save a murder?" I asked sobbing more into his shirt.
"Because, it was an accident. And you are not a murder. I remember reading the article. It said nothing about you being drunk. Just that a car ran a red light and hit you. Shhhh its ok. Because unlike all them, i am not leaving."
He spoke with sincerity and i wanted him to hold me forever.

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Comments

OMG I WONDER WHO IT IS?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! Hopefully, we'll find out later today (AEST), hint hint!!! ;)
fascinated fascinated
7/25/13
yes!