Naomi's POV

I had to ring the boys. The doctor had come up to me minutes before-hand

-Flashback-

"Madam? Where is Naomi Lee?" a doctor called

"T-That's me sir!" I called back. I feel like I'm in a fucking classroom! I chuckled silently to myself and walked over to the man waiting by the door.

"Are you with Miss Jones?" [I changed it from Mineslay] He asked. I nodded briefly, looking at my Converse high-tops. Suddenly a thought occurred to me. What happens if it is bad? I can't stand this alone!

"Wait! Sir? May I just call my friends to hear the diagnosis too?" I asked, chewing my lip nervously.

-Flashback over-

I was now in the waiting room, pacing frantically.

"Nai? Oh god what is it?" Troye cried, rushing over. I was embraced in a Troyler hug and I finally let tears slip from my big doe eyes. We embrace for a while, not speaking at all.

"I need to go and tell them you're here!" I breathed, turning to face the door. I knocked twice

"Mr Carter? I have my friends to hear the diagnosis on Li- I mean Miss Jones!" I called out through the door. I heard a grunt in response and a bit of shuffling before he emerged.

"Ah yes! Follow me." He began walking, beckoning us to follow. We arrived in a room with a desk and 5 chairs. 1 behind and 4 in front.

"Take a seat…" He gestured towards the chairs in front of him.

Tyler's POV

Troye clutched my hand almost desperately and I gave him a small smile before turning back to the conversation that was being held

"So I take it you are all friends with Miss Jones?" He asked.

"Y-Yes. Well I'm actually Livvy's girlfriend… Please can you call her Livvy?" Naomi asked, he nodded and continued.

"Well Livvy has been having issues which I'm sure you're all aware of. She has depression, she's been self-harming, she has anxiety and another which I'm unsure of which you know of…" He paused, silently asking us to tell us if we have missed one. Nope! That was all so what does he know that we don't? I silently asked myself. Troye squeezed my hand to tell me he was thinking the same.

Naomi's POV

He hasn't missed anything… Has he? My mind began racing through all the possible things that could be wrong. When I found none I turned to the doctor expectantly.

"Livvy has a rare form of Anorexia." I inhaled a sharp breath. Wait! Now that actually makes sense… My mind flashes to all of our cuddles where she would poke me sharply in the ribs on accident.

"Oh my god! How didn't I realise? I have known her for… Wait… You guys have known her for ages!" I point at Troye and Tyler accusingly. They look shocked at my sudden accusation.

"You guys didn't check to see if she was eating! But I've known her… No it's still your fault!" I shout. What have I done? I realise Tyler is near crying but Troye is closer…

"I… I… I'm sorry!" I cry, running out of the room. I'm an idiot! My girlfriend is in hospital and I have just accused my best friend and HIS boyfriend of something they didn't even realise! I mentally slapped myself. I began pacing again, insulting me as I went

Your blue hair makes you look like a freak!
You're too tall!
Your figure is a mess!

And tons more like that ran through my head.

"I'm not worth their time…" I mutter, looking around. I spot what I'm looking for. Roof, here I come! I think determinedly, speed walking through the waiting room. I reach the door and push it open. I turn around one last time to face the hospital

"If I never come back, I love you Livvy!" I whisper, blowing a small kiss into the air before turning around and sprinting up the stairs.

Troye's POV

"Oh my god! How didn't I realise? I have known her for… Wait… You guys have known her for ages!" Naomi points at me and Tyler accusingly. I'm shocked and slightly hurt that she would think that but she wasn't done talking

"You guys didn't check to see if she was eating! But I've known her… No it's still your fault!" She screamed, bursting out. She doesn't know! No-one knows… I can feel tears brimming in my eyes but I pray my weak eyelids will hold them in. Unfortunately, due to my lack of sleep my eyes failed me.

"I-I'm sorry… No-one knows-"I'm cut off by Tyler

"Wait. What doesn't anyone know Troye? Baby what don't I know?" He asks, concern deep in his voice.

"It doesn't matter… Really! We need to help Naomi!" I try to change the subject but my obnoxious boyfriend wasn't having it

"Tell me! I have told you everything… Please Troye-boy?" He pleads, pulling a lame-ass puppy dog face. I sigh and begin to tell him and the doctor everything. Well, almost. He knows about everything but my… rape.

This is as close to smut as I'm going so… -Flashback-

Dad had been extra drunk recently and gambling his money away wasn't helping our money situation. I had gotten several beatings but considering today was Friday, I was gonna get a 'special' one. This ranged from whipping, hot water by the tonne and various others. The normal was just a baseball bat, fists and verbal abuse but you would be surprised how much words can hurt. Today was a new one which scared me shitless. I walked inside, dumping my bag and stripping into my underwear; a daily routine so it seemed. When I entered the living room I saw my school bully Jacob standing there in similar attire to me.

"Hi Troye-boy! You're looking rather… soft today!" He smirked, looking me up and down and flashing me a devilish grin.

"Drop your boxers!" He ordered, sternly. I did as I was told and he took a step closer. I stepped back but I felt something go somewhere it shouldn't. I yelped as pain shot through me. I turned slightly to see my Dad and a smirk plastered on his face.

-Flashback over-

"You're not telling me something Troye! I can tell you've just had a flashback…" Tyler muttered, looking at me with caring eyes. I knew he wanted to know and I was still concerned for Livvy's well-being so I quickly explained what happened, leaving out nothing. When I looked at Tyler again, anger was burning in his eyes; jokes aside he looked like he could have killed my Dad

"Tilly? Ty? Oh my God Tyler calm down! I'm ok see?" I emphasized, waving my arms around

"I… I could kill him!" I gasped at this. Tyler could be mean but death threats Tyler didn't approve of unless he REALLY cared about someone's well-being. Huh! I guess he really does care…

"Ty! Come on Naomi has gone and I don't have a good feeling about this…" I trailed off, standing up

"I will come back later for more info ok Doc?" I ask, already at the door. He nods and I fly out of the room. Tyler shushes me by putting a finger to his lips, pointing to where the door to the Roof has just closed. Shit! I sprinted over to the door and tip-toed up the stairs, Tyler in pursuit.

Naomi's POV

I had just reached the rail on the roof. I looked over at the sky all over L.A

"Beautiful day to get what I deserve" I chuckled darkly to myself. I climbed over the rail and sat on the ledge of the building. The hospital was hella high so no-one could see me without binoculars.

"Naomi don't!" A timid voice calls out. My head snaps to the source of the voice where I see Troye and Tyler right behind him

"W-What are you doing? Just leave me to d-die!" I was hoping to stay strong to prove I didn't care but my voice broke twice. Tears stung at the back of my eyes so I turned back to the ground, at least 200ft below me [I can't be bothered to work out what that is but the real one is MEGA high building so… Just use the description not long ago [this section of Naomi's POV] to estimate]

"Livvy wouldn't want you to!" Tyler sounds weak and tired. I feel really bad... I begin to think. If I was gone, he could sleep all he wants! I remind myself

"Don't bring my girlfriend into this! She deserves better than me anyway so…" I trail off, not wanting to picture her with someone else.

"If you won't move too far away from that retched edge at least come on the other side of the rail!" Troye pleads. I hesitate for a second but then nod quickly, relieved to get away. I daren't show Troye and Tyler that I wasn't keen to end my own life. I still faced the sky and we sat in silence, only the hum of the massive generators and the strong wind remains to create noise.

Troye's POV

I pull out my phone and text Tilly

Me; She ain't moving! Xoxo

Tilly 3; I know… Go and get Livvy! I'm sure 5 minutes won't hurt! Xxxxxxxxxx

Me; Fine… Keep an eye on her. Love u xoxo

Tilly 3; I will! Love u 3 xxxxxxxxxx

I sneak downstairs and talk to Livvy's nurse. I explain her girlfriend is having some confidence issues and we need like 10 minutes.

"Sure… 10 minutes only though!" She warns, leading me to Livvy

"Livvy, I need you to listen to me!" I begin, looking at the weak girl on the bed. God they need each other so much! I sigh. I proceed to tell Liv all about Naomi and what's happening.

"Get me there now then!" Livvy practically shouts. We make it up the stairs and I wrap my jacket around her shoulders.

"Nai? Someone wants to talk to you…" I mumble, giving Livvy a small push.

"N-Naomi?" Livvy calls out timidly.

A/N: How was that for a cliff-hanger? Like, we don't know HOW Naomi will react… Well, I DO but y'all don't so… I will be posting my BFF's story soon but that will just be a simple copy and paste thing! This was supposed to end like 200 words ago so… y'all are lucky because I was late! I love y'all and I will update soon I promise :)

Bye y'all 3 xx