Bella's POV:

It's been a few days, and I'm finally caught up on everything that happened. The gun shots, the injuries... All of it. It's officially been month since it's all happened, and I'm almost ready to leave the hospital... I just have to talk to a psychologist a few times.

"Are you ready to go?" Harry asked coming into the room and helping me out of the bed. I nodded my head and put on my slippers as we slowly walked down to the psych floor. I peered into a few of the rooms and saw Louis in one of them sitting facing the opposite direction.

"He's not in jail? He's in psych?!" I asked as we walked past his room. "I'm not crazy like he is am I?" I asked looking up at Harry who had a frown on his face.

"You're not crazy love, you're just confused and shaken up. A few appointments with Doctor Andrews and you'll be as good as new and ready to take care of our baby." He smiled placing a hand down on my stomach. My heart fluttered a bit thinking about sharing a life with Harry.

As we turned the corner we bumped into somebody in a wheel chair... "Chris!" I smiled looking down at him. Wait... a wheelchair? I felt Harry tugging my arm to walk away and he was muttering something that I couldn't understand. "How come your in a wheelchair? I thought you were alright?" I asked looking down at him, his bottom half was wrapped in a blanket.

"Why am I in a wheelchair? It might because I can't fucking walk." He growled sliding the the blanket aside. I looked down where a foot was supposed to be, and it was gone. He had his food amputated.

"How did this happen?" I gasped. I already knew the answer, it's because of me.

"You had to get yourself kidnapped by my sick in the head brother, and then you fucking string me along. You never even were interested in me, it was all to get over Harry. Well thanks a lot, cause now I can never walk again." He screamed at me. "I can never dance again." He said letting tears stream down his face. I lost it right then in there.

"Chris... I'm so sorry." I sobbed crouching down towards, but he scooted his chair away. I felt Harry pulled me towards him to protect me.

"Stay the fuck away from me! You ruined my entire life, I hope your happy. Playing the damsel in distress with my brother really was a bitch move, I despise you. I hope you die." He screamed with tears pouring out of his mouth. I opened my mouth to say something, but no words came out.

"You're out of line mate." Harry growled putting me behind him. "She didn't do anything wrong. It's your fault for getting involved and besides, you were fucking side girls like Julia anyway." Harry screamed. This was all too much.

"Chris, please... I'm so sorry." I cried. He kept scooting farther back until he hit a wall.

"Karma is a bitch, and one day you will pay for this." He screamed. Before Harry or I could respond, a man in a white lab coat came in the wall.

"Chris, that's more than enough!" He screamed wheeling him into the same room as Louis and closing the door. "I'm so sorry that you had to go through that Bella... I'm Doctor Andrews." He sighed sticking out a hand and shaking mine first and then Harry's.

"Hi." I stammered wiping my eyes feeling so low. I ruined Chris' life. What would it be like if I was told I could never dance again? Just the thought of that makes me feel sick to my stomach.

"Are you ready to begin?" He asked leading be to the room. Hesitant at first, I walked to the room with him.

"Niall will be here to pick you up later on, alright?" Harry said as I walked away. I nodded my head and entered the room. Here goes nothing.



"So tell the biggest worry you have right now." he said as I was finally opening up a bit. I looked out the window and opened up.

"I guess the baby, I'm carrying. I live such a dangerous life, being with Harry... You know he used to be in a gang? Well he was, and it was linked with my father. He's a bad boy." I laughed. I was rambling, but it kinda felt nice to release my problems.

"So you're nervous for your child's safety?" He asked tilting his head sideways.

"I guess you could say that.. I mean I wouldn't be in this situation with Louis and stuff if it wasn't for Harry. I love him, but it's dangerous. He'll be a good dad though, I know it." I insisted. I looked over at the therapist who didn't look convinced.

"Do you really think staying with him will be the best thing for your child? I'm not trying to be a life coach or anything Bella, but wouldn't things be best if you maybe moved on, away from all the bad memories?" He asked.

"Leave Harry and everyone who has stuck by me from Little Stream?" I croaked out. "I love them all so much." I whispered.

"You need to start putting yourself first Bella. You'll never get better if you stay in this life." He insisted.

Maybe he has a point... It would be nice to start fresh somewhere new, wouldn't it? No problems, no dangers, no fears... just me, my siblings, Niall and my baby? Like it used to be, but this time without my parents to tear me down... The thought of this is scaring me but only because I was starting to like the idea a little more that I thought I would.

Notes

just a few chapters left before I start the sequel into the future!!
omg im sad this is almost over but SO EXCITED for what is to come!!!

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p.s. crying cuz story of my life is the best song ever