I'll Be OK
Rebecca's P.O.V.
I forced my eyes open, because of the pain all over my body and the splitting headache I had, and blinked at the sudden burst of light. Then I realized I was lying in the hallway. I tried to stand up, whilst trying to remember why I was not in my bed, but I fell against the wall because I was still tired. I looked at my watch, 12:44p.m., The guys won't be back for another hour or two. I staggered my way into a room, which I thought was my bedroom, but it turned out to be the bathroom. I walked over to the mirror and stared at my self. It didn't look like it was me that was staring back. My shoulder had a fresh bruise on it, my hair was an absolute mess and I had a line of dried up tears going down my face. What had happened to me?
My eyes traveled down my body then they stopped at my jeans. The buttons of my jeans were undone, my trousers were almost falling down, I don't know where my belt was and my underwear, knickers, what ever you wanna call them were also almost falling down. How did I not notice that before? Then it all came back to me. As I thought back, to what happened barely two hours ago, fresh tears started flooding down my cheeks. I slid down against the bath and just sat there crying to myself for what felt like hours until I had finally ran out of tears. I tried to think of a way to get rid of the pain. I looked over to the toilet. I could try that again. I did that five years ago when I met him the first time. It helped a bit last time I did it, but it caused too much pain and it was obvious I was losing weight. I needed something stronger this time, something that wasn't so obvious, but still had a better effect though. Got it.
I stood up and walked over the cupboard which kept all the bathroom things in. I scan over the the things in there trying to find the thing I want. Toothbrush...toothpaste...flannel.. A HA! I take it out of the cupboard and say to myself if I just do this all the pain will go away. I put it on my arm, just so I've got the feeling of it, I gently scrape it across my arm and a small line of blood seeps from my skin. The feeling is absolutely amazing, all the pain I was feeling just goes away and it feels like i'm on top of the world. I grab a flannel and gently put it on my cut, so the blood doesn't drop on the floor.
I've just got to keep telling myself if I keep doing this again and again, until the pain goes away, in the end, I'll be OK, but deep down inside of me, I know I wont.
A/N:Thank you to FlyingZoe, Shaz1123 and Vero for reviewing the last chapter and Vero, that's how I got the idea for this story that he was the sweet little innocent one, that wouldn't hurt a fly, or would he? And thank you to anyone that's reading this and that will review. B.T.W. Sorry its so short but I forced myself to write this chapter because I noticed I hadn't added for a while so sorry if its a bit rubbish.