Imperfect Past- Larry Stylinson

A/N:

So, here I am again!!!

(BTW, LISTEN TO THE SONG ON THE SIDE WHILE READING THE FLASHBACK!!! IT MAKES IT SO MUCH BETTER!!! AND IM GOING TO TRY AND PUT SONGS TO EACH CHAPTER)

 

WARNING!!!

Let me just warn you, this chapter has Louis really putting himself down. It has a cutting scene. If you think lowly of yourself, or if you self harm, this may trigger you. I know its not as graphic as I wanted but, still.

 

 

 

And lastly,  I do not mean any offence to any character slammed in this book. I personally believe the boys, their families, and their friends ae all perfectly wonderful people. I just needed someone close to them to be the bad guys.

 

 

 

 

Louis’ POV:

I lay on the floor, curled into a ball in the corner of the bathroom.

I had just cleaned the new scars and the blood was starting to fade.

I wish I had low enough self-preservation to just end my pathetic fucking life.

Like Greg constantly reminded me.

I didn’t deserve to live.

I sobbed harder when the memory of the first time I cut myself flashed through my mind.

Flashback:

 

I watched the pearl black car grow distant on the horizon.

 

It was that moment, when they slipped out of my sight, that I knew.

 

I knew they wouldn’t be coming back for me.

Some small part of me, lost in the dark back corners of my mind, was still clinging to some sliver of hope they would turn back around and apologize for the harsh words they said on the drive here.

 

That hope shriveled and died when I lost sight of them.

 

When I couldn’t see the “family” I had just left me.

 

The family that fed me nothing but lies my whole life.

 

The mother who promised that she would always love me.