Soft Spot

27

Louis's POV:

I wake up by my own will hours later, which confuses me deeply.

I thought I was supposed to have an appointment with Mrs. Charles, Edward was supposed to wake me up.

Maybe she canceled. God that would be great.

I slip out of bed as I take off Harry's jacket and fold it nicely before hiding it in my closet.

I leave my room and begin to head downstairs but find myself pausing halfway through when I hear the boys talking.

"I said no Liam," Edward says, sounding mad.

"Well, I said yes, you clearly don't understand how serious this is getting. He barely even talks to us anymore." Liam argues back, sounding equally pissed.

I sit myself down on the bottom step, not wanting to go and interrupt whatever serious topic they are talking about. I try my best to not listen to their conversation but my mind still picks up pieces of it.

"I do understand how serious it is, you don't think I see the size of him? His clothes are falling off of him and I don't remember the last time I saw him smile. So excuse me if I don't want to force him through that again." Edward says.

I frown deeply when I realize they are clearly talking about me. This is what I am saying about them constantly being overly worried about everything. My clothes fit the same and I don't know what my facial expressions have to do with any of this.

I'm tired of being such an annoyance to them.

"We aren't putting him through anything again, this is how we are going to get him better. He is miserable Edward, and sorry if I am willing to try anything at this point. Because I can't watch my little brother kill himself. So if you can then so be it, but I'm doing this so come to terms with it." Liam finishes.

What does he want to do? Willing to try anything? What does that mean?

Anxiety raises in my body as the possibilities of what that could mean race through my mind.

I don't even recognize the sound of Liam's steps walking over to the stairs where I am hiding as he storms away from a silent Edward but suddenly Liam is looking straight at me. His face is slightly in shock when he realizes I heard all of that.

"Oh, hi Lou. How'd you sleep?" He asks, pretending like everything is fine.

"There is nothing wrong with me. Why are you guys talking about me like that?" I ask, getting a bit upset.

I'm tired of them treating me like a baby. They don't include me in conversations and decisions about me, they act like I can't do anything myself.

"Louis, of course there is nothing wrong with you. But, you are struggling. You are hurting." Liam starts but I don't let him keep going.

"I'm not hurt or struggling. I'm perfectly fine and I'm tired of you two not seeing that," I say back.

Edward then makes his way over to us, having heard me awake and now upset.

"Louis you aren't fine, but that's okay. You have gone through a lot in the past few months and it's okay for you to be struggling. But we can't let you hurt yourself anymore Louis, we won't." Liam keeps going while Edward just watches us, seemingly like he doesn't even know what to say.

Edward has always had more of a difficult time punishing me, he has always tried his best to leave that to Liam except for when he really has to. So he seems a bit conflicted at the moment.

"I haven't gone through a lot. I don't understand why you guys have to freak out on me all the time like this. If I wasn't fine, you would know." I say back as I stand up on the stairs.