XO Life ; The Weeknd

broken.

A/N: This chapter was difficult for me to write because it got emotional at some points.. I hope you like it anyway. Please vote, i really want the reads and votes to add up.. xo

I turned around to face him, and his face held the same concentrated expression. My heart was beating so fast and all i wanted to do was hug him and never let go. He knows that i know him, the real him. He claims that he knows me better than i know myself too. Before the words could escape my mouth, i heard a loud knock at the door.

"Abel, im ready for you baby." I looked in the direction of the voice and at the doorway, was a tall, beautiful Asian woman who was wearing a robe. She was smiling at Abel, like he was the only one in the room. All i could hear was my heartbeat and the anger surging through my veins. I looked at Abel and his expression was unreadable. He was staring at me, and i really didn't know how to feel. I took a few steps towards him. Ive never felt so angry in my life. My emotions took the best of me and i slapped his face, hard. I turned to walk away and he grabbed my wrist, i shook him off and raised my other hand to slap him but he caught it.

"I have nothing to say to you." I saw the hurt in his eyes and tears of anger blurred my vision. I shook him off and walked out, pushing past the beautiful woman.

I rolled up the dollar and inhaled the cocaine. I ordered more this time, i didn't care about the consequences. After a few more lines, all i could see was darkness and i couldn't feel my heart beating.

i guess i'll find someone who deserves my love..

"Elle? Please wake up." I heard a faint voice, then i felt pain, in my stomach and my whole body. I opened my eyes,but it hurt because everywhere was white and bright.

"She's awake!" I heard familiar voices around me. I looked down and my hand was attached to a drip. Why was i in hospital? I heard the doctor mention something about a baby, but i ignored it. Ive had enough hurt.

A few hours later, they let me go. I found out that i was in a coma for three weeks. I didn't remember anything from three weeks ago, then my mind traced back to Abel, and that woman. I felt physically sick. My heart felt hollow, and thinking about Abel made everything worse. I can never forgive him, he has hurt me too much. I never want to see him again. I hate him so much, right now.

I lay in bed, thinking over everything. I know over thinking is the worse thing you can possibly do. My album is a success and im gaining new fans daily, but i don't know where my career is going. Especially when im getting ill most of the time, but it's my fault. I just wanted to make the pain go away, at that moment i didn't care if i overdosed. It's better than living with so much hurt in my heart. I really don't think that Abel knew how deep of a person i really am. I think a lot and that's why im quiet. Im a reserved person, that's why i don't have many friends. I don't think anyone really 'gets' me. I put on a brave front, and fake personality but on the inside i feel like shattered glass. The second time in my life, that ive fallen in love with someone, i got hurt. I think im just made to be unloved. I hate feelings, that's why i write music and express my emotions. But, ever since i went on tour with Abel he brought out the emotions that i wish i didn't have.

"Elle,i need to tell you something.. It's not easy for me." Brianna sat at the edge of my bed, interrupting my thinking. I can't take anymore, my heart is too weak.

"If it's about the cocaine, i don't want to explain." She stared into my eyes and tears fell down her face. Ive never seen her cry before, and it made me want to cry too.

"Elle, no. The doctor told me about a baby.." Her hands were shaking and she took a deep breath.

"I don't want to hear it, please go." I closed my eyes in attempt to stop the tears from falling down my face.