☠EDITED☠

Hellllooooooooo.

May trigger suicidal thoughts, actions. Read at your own risk.

Zayn's POV:

"She's been through a lot, Master Zayn. From what has happened to her from the beginning, I don't know anyone who has gone through this much, and hasn't attempted suicide. Now, I need you to keep an extra eye on her. She's gone through a lot, and she could snap at any moment. Now, it's totally normal for a person to try to give up when going through this much. Do not let her give up. Whether you've got a meeting, always have someone with her. Now, I'm going to give you some anti-depressants, and sleeping pills." The doctor tells me.

"Okay, okay. How much longer until she will be okay to be off my watch?" I ask, curiously.

"It's impossible to tell. Some people go for a few days, weeks, months, even years." He explains to me.

I look over at Cassie who is on the hospital bed in a fetal position. "Okay, doctor. Thank you."

"I also suggest that she stays up with you away from the others for awhile."

I nod, "Okay."

As I go over to pick up Cassie's body, the doctor smiles at me. "Goodbye, Master."

I nod towards him, and make my way up to my room. As I walk down the hallway I look down at Cassie, and she looks back at me, "Just be happy." I whisper.

*2 Weeks Later*

We both agree Cassie is no longer depressed anymore. She hasn't shown anymore symptoms of depression anymore. She eats, and she smiles more.

But, we decided to keep her up in my room for two more days just to make sure. We sit on my bed as she asks, "Can you go get me some food?"

I sigh, should I?

"Okay."

I leave, and run down to the kitchen. When I'm there, I throw two pieces of pizza on a plate and head back upstairs.

My body urges me to move faster. But, why? I follow the feeling.

I run to my room, and throw open the door to see Cassie is no where in sight. I run over to the bathroom, and try to open it. But, it turns out to be locked.

"Cassie, open the fucking door." I yell.

No answer.

I start throwing myself against the door. My body slams against it once more, to have the door forced open. There stands Cassie, a blade pressed against her skin.

Several bloodied cuts are already on her arms. Cassie sobs as soon as she sees me. I run towards her but she shimmies under my arms, and runs through the bathroom door out into the hallway.

I race towards the hallway only to slow down when I see the blade pressed against her neck, and her front faced towards me. "Cassie, please. Don't do this."

I step towards her when she screams, "Don't come any closer!"

I look behind her to see Louis silently closing in on her. Before she, or I know what's happening, Louis takes ahold of the hand with the blade and pulls it away from her neck.

"No!" She sobs, as Louis squeezes her hand tight enough to make her drop it to the floor. He takes her to the ground, and she struggles to escape. But, Louis has an iron-tight grip around her waist and arms to not let her escape.

Tears escape her eyes, "I hate you!" She screams at both of us. Louis squeezes his eyes closed as he holds her tighter to his chest.

I notice a few small tears run down Louis cheeks as she goes limp in his arms, "I just want to die!"

My heart breaks as she forces her face into his arms, "I just want to make the pain go away."

She looks me in the eye, "Is that too much to ask?"

I look at my feet, "Why?"

"You told me to be happy."

Then I remember what my mom told me when I was a young child, "In most cases of suicide a person doesn't want to die, they just want the pain to stop."

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:( this chapter hit me hard, man.