*AN* Alright, so I got a POV from Katie going on in this chapter. It adds a little bit of plot but nothing to major. Most of it will be connected with future chapters. this chapter covers the scene that Logan and Carlos come back to and describe at the end of the last chapter. Its a little short but I just couldnt continue with it anymore where I felt that it would be good enough.

I'm going to be honest, this chapter might repeat itself in some places, I was trying to capture as much feeling as I could but as I wrote, i was concentrating on the emotion that I wasnt thinking about repeating myself.

(Katie's POV)
Despite what I had gone through mere hours ago, I was having a blast in my hospital room with Logan and Carlos. They made me forget my troubles, all of the guys had a way of doing that. Despite being pretty big stars, they always made time for me. I never had friends as good as these; I could trust them like no other, the protected me and watched out for me. Or at least I thought they did. Granted what James did was unforgivable, I feel as though I know it wasn't his fault, he wasn't being himself. Something in him had snapped. The look in his eyes just wasn't the same sparkle I always saw. I was scared because he was hurting me, he's a tall, muscular guy and he was holding me down by my wrists with all his weight. In the back of my mind I was somewhat enjoying myself, let's be honest anybody who loved BTR would have fantasized about themselves with one of the guys in bed. And I had, but I just wasn't expecting it. it's the body's natural response to enjoy it whether you are or not so I suppose it's kind of hard to say for sure.
I just…I just don't know what to do now. I feel pretty calm about it now, I felt like crap before, like why it had to happen to me.
The guys had to leave the room for a while when a nurse came in to do some follow-ups. It was only going to take a few minutes, so the guys decided to get something to eat, we had been here for a few hours now. Melissa had already confirmed that BTR wouldn't be able to make it, although I don't know what she had said about me being MIA.
I sat back and relaxed as the nurse did what she needed to. She was busy talking to me that I didn't hear the footsteps of another person coming in. I was looking at the nurse, doing what she was asking me. She grabbed the curtain and I heard it open. I felt a man's hand on my shoulder and next thin I know, I'm backed into a corner scared for my life.
The thing is, as much as I was scared, the adrenaline pumping through me was unreal, I wasn't seeing clearly at all. My surroundings, the people, sounds, nothing was connecting as real or safe. All I could think of was danger. I didn't want to be pinned down and feel helpless again. I never wanted to feel the way I felt as James held me down, his weight atop my chest, making it harder to breathe. I didn't want to be raped again. I didn't know what was happening but I didn't want to wait to find out what and that have it be too late. I wanted to fight off what ever was hurting me, to get the first blow to get ahead. I was angry now, I wanted to get rid of the threat, I would of killed if I had to. I was never one to fight, I would be the one to scared to fight. I would flee to the best of my ability, but never face my attacker. But this, this was different.
The more people tried to get closer, the more I fought back, I remember screaming, but it only made me stronger. I couldn't breathe, I felt like I wasn't getting enough oxygen, which made me even more scared. What was happening? I felt like I was replaying this morning. My chest was heavy and my extremities were going numb. I was afraid of being hurt again. I was grabbed from the corner and pinned by a heavy force. I fought for my life as I thrashed and screamed. I kicked, hit, and bit anything I could. I was eventually let go and I ran as fast as I could. It wasn't far before I was caught and held again.
This time I couldn't fight, the force was too strong , and I, too weak. I gave the last of my strength to free myself but succeeded in only landing on the ground with a thud. I couldn't move and I began to feel pain, and lots of it. I was scared out of my mind that I was going to die where I lay. My vision remained blurred and sound distorted but I could hear faintly, my name being called. I was exhausted and no longer had the strength to move before my eyes became heavy and I drifted into a deep darkness.

*AN* I tried to describe a feeling of being trapped and scared. It might not make too much sense. I would believe that after a traumatic experience, something like this could happen with a certain trigger. Being raped might mean that if a guy sneaks up behind you, you might freak out. or if you were beaten after being cornered you might try to fight your way out.

As for the ending when my character goes to sleep, I might have made it too quick but it wasnt medication that brought her down. after falling to the floor, she was pinned by staff and exerted the last of her strength to escape but to no avail. she lay there starting to 'chill out' but still in a daze/rage. Once coming out of it (ie-no more adrenaline), there was just no energy left and her body quit.

I do feel as though there should be more to this chapter but at the same time I feel like it would be misplaced in another chapter. (I'm talking about what exactly she did like other than thrashing and running, what objects (if any) did she pick up and use/throw or who did she injure? did carlos/logan try to stop her or were they stunned? What was going on in 'reality' while Katie was in her own world?) Maybe I can describe it real quick in a dialogue between characters or just as an explanation paragraph. I can even just add it to the end of this and let you, the readers, know and you can check it out.