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Harry Styles

I walk through the cream-colored walls of the hospital. This all seems like a dream, a nightmarish dream. I walk into the hospital room and see my almost lifeless body.

I have to be dead right? There is no other explanation for what my eyes see. My limp body lying on the hospital bed that I never thought I would be on.

I hate hospitals, I hate them so much.

I suddenly see a hand being put on mine. I turn to the chair sitting next to my bed. I am met with light brown eyes that are staring in my direction.

Mackenzie Taylor

Her eyes puffy from crying, she's looking at my body as if she was hoping for me to wake up any second.

She looks tired as if she hasn't slept in days. How long have I been here? How long has she been here?

I walk closer thinking this is all just one fucked up dream. Standing over my body. Cuts, bruises, stitches, and bandages all cover my body. I see a tube in my mouth to help me breathe and I'm hooked up to IVs. I feel sick.

"You're not a monster, You're just broken," she said softly to the body I am now towering over her with her head hung low.

I feel guilt rush over me, I reach out to touch her but nothing, my hand never reaches her as if I have restraints on my hands.

I hear a loud beep making my ears buzz. I quickly look around and see my heart monitor.

Flatline.

I feel a sudden pain in my chest and my breathing stops. I look at her again and hear muffled cries.

"No! Harry wake up! Come on, this can't be happening!" Even tho it's muffled I can hear her loud voice echoing through the hospital room. "Help, somebody, help!" an overwhelming feeling of weakness fills my body.

So this is it. This is how I die, in a hospital room with Mackenzie clinging her body over mine in desperation.

I see a flood of doctors and nurses rush into the room, she is ripped away from me and held back by a doctor as she tries to get back to me. She's screaming and crying and trying to break free.

It's almost as if I am seeing this in slow motion. The overwhelming feeling of weakness overtakes my body. I'm suddenly on the floor with a strong wave of tiredness in my body.

I'm dying.

I look at her one last time before I close my eyes to be left for dead on the hospital floor. I want to see her one last time before I go. My eyes open and I open my mouth, all I feel is pain. I have to fight it just for a few seconds.

"You're not worthless, You're worthy"

After I get the words out I felt my eyes shut and I lose all feeling. My head spinning and my head met the ground. A million memories fill my head. A small smile creeps up on my face.

*Darkness*

8 months prior
Mackenzie Taylor

I walk into the building and take multiple deep breaths. Thanks to my stupid therapist I'm forced to come here against my will.

I would rather be in the park reading a book or painting something other than this stupid place. I've never been but I know my mom has and me having to be here makes me think of her.

I walk into the building that smells highly of cigarette smoke with a hint of cologne. The smoke but I expected but the cologne not so much.

Am I the only girl here?

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