Chapter 36
Niall POV
I was stood outside of Vallory's room, patiently knocking, I heard no sound, so I attempted the handle. Locked. After snapping at Harry and his hoe, I ran up the steps to check on her. That wasn't fair, or nice what Harry said. He's a dick. "Vallory, please, open up." I banged. No answer. I put my ear up to the door, only to hear silence. That wasn't normal. If she was in a mood, she would have music on or she would be sobbing loudly. I slammed my foot against the door, breaking it open. I gave way at the first kick. I was expecting her to be on her bed, sleeping. But she wasn't. Instead, the bathroom light was on. I knocked on the door, but no answer. The door was locked. "Vallory?" I called, hoping to get an answer. One that never came. I got scared and raised my foot, busting that door open. She was lent up against the wall with a pill bottle in hand and tears sticking to her cheeks. Her eyelids were barely opened. I ran to her side and threw the pills to the side. How could she be so stupid? Why would she leave me? "Vallory?" "VALLORY!" I yelled, shaking her. She didn't respond. She started to drift away, and her pulse became weaker. "Oh, no you don't." I said, getting up and sprinting down the steps and into the kitchen. Liam walked in too, taking in what I was doing. "Is she alright? I know, she'd upset and all but.." I cut him off. "Call a fucking ambulance right now. She overdosed." I screamed, grabbing a cup and pouring water and mustard into it. I was going to make her throw up. Taking the bottle with me, I sprinted back to the room. I opened the door and lifted the toilet seat up so she can throw up in it. "Drink this." I instructed, but she didn't move. I opened her mouth and poured the mustard water down her throat, making her gag. She swallowed and hovered over the toilet. I pulled her hair back as she threw up. Once she was done, I forced more of it in her mouth as she threw up again. "You're not leaving that easy. Not now, not ever." I said, pouring more down her throat. Pills spilled out of her mouth and into the toilet bowl. Flushing the toilet, I made her drink more. Liam ran in and his face fell. Dakota was followed behind him with tears streaming down her face."The ambulance is here. They'll be up in a..." Liam was cut off by men in uniform shoving past him. The paramedics ran in and grabbed her, carrying her down the steps as I closely followed. "Only one can ride with her. Who is it?" The guy rushed. I raised my hand as we hopped in the screaming ambulance.Tears threatened to fall, as I foolishly let them. I grabbed a hold of her hand and prayed that she would be okay.
We arrived at the hospital as I was ushered, by a nurse, into the waiting room. I paced back and forth, pulling at my hair. Why didn't I stick up for her? Why did I let her do this? How did I not know she would do this? I was a prick. Stupid, retarded prick. I felt a hand on my back and turned to see Liam. The others followed behind him as I scowled at Harry. "This is your fault! Why the hell is wrong with you? You knew she hated this! Why?" I spat. "Why?" I began crying, hard. If it wasn't for him and his dumb whore, she would be okay. We would be all happy. Vallory could be hanging out with her new girl friends, but no. To Harry, it was "Be an asshole to Vallory until she snaps" day. Tears gathered in Harry's eyes as he realised what he had done. "Oh, god. I'm so stupid." He muttered. The girls were huddled in a circle and crying. Thankfully, Harry's hoe left shortly after Vallory did. Louis was sat next to Zayn, who had his hands in his head and was sobbing uncontrollably. Who could blame him? That was his family laying in a hospital bead, close to death. I sat next to him and embraced him in a hug. I cried in his shoulder while he cried in mine. We honestly didn't care who was watching, because this was a very serious situation. Harry deserved to be punched in the face. He still hadn't answered my question, but I knew the answer. He was trying to impress his girlfriend. That's why he did it. To impress. Fucking idiot. His trick to get a girl in bed, resulted into this. Fuck Harry. We sat there in silence, the only sound heard was our sobbig as we waited for a doctor to reveal the news.
After four hours of waiting, half of us went home. Liam, Louis and Harry went home with the girls, to get them to calm down. Zayn and I were sat in the waiting room, still waiting for news. A tall doctor walked in, looking at his clipboard. My face lit up, then fell as he walked away. I sighed, then leaned back into the chair. "Family of Vallory Woodruff?" The doctor asked. Zayn and I stood up and walked towards him. "You are?" He asked, pointing to us. I was about to say boyfriend, but then I remembered her saying only the fiance' could get in. "I'm her fiance' and this is her cousin." I stated. He nodded, then flipped his clipboard. "Well, Vallory is at a very critical state, but she's alive, and will be okay. We will be keeping her here for a week for observation and other research." He stated. I sighed in relief, and so did Zayn. "Thank you so much! Um, when can we see her?" I asked, looking up at him with hope. "Depends, how many of you are there?" HE asked, looking around the room. "Just us two." Zayn spoke up. I nodded and the doctor sighed. "You can see her now if you'd like." He said. I grinned, then hugged Zayn. "Room please?" I asked. "418" He called, then walked away.
We started speed walking down the halls to her room. When we opened the door, we saw her all tucked up under the blankets and was in a night gown. There was monitors beeping and items hooked up to her. An I.V. was hooked up to her arms as she layed on her back. Her brunette hair was sprawled out on the small pillow, and her once full of life face, was pale. I sat on the chair closest to her and held her hand. I pressed kisses to it as a tear ran down my face. "I'm going to grab a coffee. Do you want anything?" Zayn asked. I shook my head and he walked out, shutting the door behind him. "I'm so sorry, princess. I should have stuck up for you. You shouldn't be here. You should be at home, with the girls, and me." I said to her. "I really hope you can hear me. I just really want you to know, that I love you, okay? You're beautiful. You mean the world to me. I tried not to panic when I saw you sat up against the wall, with the bottle in your hand, but to e honest, I was panicking." I chuckled slightly. "When you ran up the stairs, I bitched Harry and Kristin out. I couldn't believe what Harry said. I'm so sorry." I mumbled. I didn't know if she could hear me or not, but I didn't care. A female nurse walked in and changed her now empty I.V. "When do you think she will wake up?" I asked her. "I don't know. Maybe a couple hours, a couple days? We don't know yet. Everyone is different." She said. I shook my head and intertwined my fingers with Vallory's. She gave me a sad smile, then walked out.
My phone buzzed with a text. It was Zayn telling me that he decided to just go home and that he would see me soon. Closing the text, I stared at her. Her chest rose and fell with every breath she took, taking the blanket with her. I still didn't have a clue how the gown got on her, and that concerned me. Someone dressed her. I was hoping it was a girl instead of a guy, but that's just my jealousy kicking in. Her face lied emotionless. Her now pale lips were set to a thin line, that held no expression. Mascara was smudged under her closed eyes. I prayed she would open those beautiful brown eyes and say it was all a joke, that she was okay and she had always been okay. But that wasn't going to happen and I needed to accept that. I slumped into the uncomfortable chair and layed my head back. Unwillingly, I fell into a deep sleep, with my fingers still locked with Vallory's.
Kristin POV
After Kiersten had called and told me the plan, I happily agreed. Anything to get that bitch off the face of the Earth. The plan was, to bully her until she ended up crying. Kiersten loved to see her cry, or in pain,. She said that once Vallory was crying, to take a picture of it and send it to her. I agreed. But the dumb hoe didn't cry. Instead, she ran up the steps and into her room, slamming it closed. I smirked to myself and kissed Harry, telling him that I had to go shortly after being bitch at by Niall. He nodded and walked me out. I hopped into the taxi and made my way to Kiersten's house. Once at her house, I was lead to her room and at on her bed. I began telling her everything as she laughed. I laughed too. Vallory did not see this coming. My phone started to blare out, indicating I had I call. Checking who it was, I declared it was Harry and set it on speaker. "Hey baby, what's up?" I said, casually. "Don't 'hey babe' me! Thanks to your stupid fucking insults, Vallory attempted suicide. What the fuck is wrong with you?" He spat through the phone. "Fuck you, its over. I should have listened to Vallory." And with that, he hung up. "She attempted suicide" I asked, kinda shocked. This got way out of hand. All I wanted to do was make her cry, not this. "Even better!" Kiersten sung. I glared at her as she gave me a look. "What?" She asked, innocently. "You actually want her dead? What the hell?" I spat, backing away from her. "Well, duh! Why do you think she has a boot on her foot? I hit her with my car. Her mom and I both want her dead. That's why, were planning something huge. Something, that she wouldn't see coming." She grinned. This was too much. I can't believe I was friends with her. But, I had to continue to be friends with her if I wanted to know the plan. If I found out the plan, I could warn Vallory, and possibly save her life. Faking my way into things was a piece of cake. Just a little while longer, and I will get it out of her. Just wait.