“I would ask if you’d had anymore but I’d doubt you’d tell me. Would you?”

My breathed hitched and wiped at my eyes again. I just nodded at him.

“You do have more?”

“Yes.” I whispered as I stood up. He stood with me and I craned my neck back to look into his chocolate eyes.

“Where?”

“My stomach, my…thighs and my legs.” I whispered as I looked at the tiled floor in the bathroom. He placed his finger under my chin and lifted my face up. I looked into his eyes expecting to see pity or disappointment but all I saw was worry.

“If I get our doctor in will you let her look at you?” he asked me. I wanted to deny him. I didn’t want anyone knowing the problem I had. Instead though I found myself nodding because I didn’t want to upset him. He’d taken time out to help me.

He smiled once again at me as he left the small bathroom. My sister came bursting into the room, an angry glare on her face.

“You stupid bitch! You said you wouldn’t do it again.” Alex was angry and it scared me when she gets angry. She pushed me against the cupboard and glared at me.

“I…”

“I don’t want to hear your excuses. You’re worthless and you can find your own way home.” She threw her hands up and exited the bathroom with Evan in tow. He knew never to argue with her. He sent me a sympathetic look before closing the door behind him.

I sank down onto the floor and buried my head in my hands. This was supposed to be a perfect night but it turned out to be one of the worst nights of my life. My body was wracked with sobs and my breathing was getting tighter but I couldn’t stop it.

“Austin.” I heard a woman’s voice and I couldn’t stop the tears. My heart felt like it was being split in two and I knew that she would tell my parents about it and I was going to be in so much trouble. When she done it my family had to put her in the hospital. I’m much worse than she ever was.

“Hey.” An arm reached around me and pulled my closer to a warm body. I opened my eyes and saw Austin’s face. I hiccupped and he wiped his thumb under my eyes and caught the tears.
“Pretty little lady with your swollen eyes. Would you show them to me? I know I’m that perfect but won’t you stay awhile.” Austin sung quietly in my ear as the tears slowly rolled to a stop. He stood and helped me up. I looked out into the dressing room and the rest of the band was there.

“Jackie is going to check you out, okay?”

I nodded and he left the bathroom with a worried frown on his beautiful face. I turned to the small doctor who was smiling at me.

“Austin told me that you’ve been hurting yourself.”

“Yes.” I whispered and she reached out to touch the bandage on my upper arm, the one that Austin had put on.

“Do you mind showing them to me?” she asked and with shaking hands I first lifted my t-shirt up to show her the ones on my stomach. She cleaned them like Austin did but these ones didn’t require bandages.

“Is that all?”

“No.” I closed my eyes as I pushed my jeans down. The denim stuck to my thighs for a moment before pooling at my ankles. She gasped and I looked down at my legs. They were a mess. Vertical and horizontal cuts marred the once clear flesh. They started at the bottom of my legs and ended at the top of my thighs.

“Fuck.” I opened my eyes and saw Austin standing in the doorway. I quickly tried to cover my body but he was quicker and stopped my hands. His eyes were wide almost like he was scared as he looked at the hundreds of cuts on legs.

“I’ll take it from here, Jackie.” Austin said and the little doctor left the room without arguments. The bathroom door was once again closed, the red wood matching the blood dripping from a deep cut.

“Sit.”

“I…”

“I said sit, Taylor.” Austin snapped and I immediately sat down. Austin knelt on the floor in front of me and lifted my right leg up before cleaning the still bleeding cuts and bandaging them up again. He continued until he’d finished with both legs.

“Your sister had no right to talk to you like that.”

“It’s usual.” I said and stood before pulling my jeans up and then putting my bag back on my shoulder.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to try and see if I can get the last train home. If not then I’m stuck in here for the night.” I said as I opened the door. Each band member turned and smiled at me. I sighed and chewed on my bottom lip.

I hated that everyone knew what was happening with me now. Austin put his hand on my shoulder and I turned to look at him.

“Call your parents and tell them that you’ll be home in the morning.” He said as he fished my phone from his pocket. I didn’t even want to know how he’d gotten that but I took the small device from him.

“I can’t. I’ve got to get home.”

“We’ll get you home.” Alan said as he tossed his arm around my shoulder with a grin. I look over to the rest of the band and they nodded at me. I didn’t know what to say so I just dialled my mother’s number.

“Taylor?”

“Hi, mum. I’ll be home in the morning.”

“Did you meet someone?” I could hear her glee over the phone and cringed inwardly.
“Something like that.” I whispered. She gave me a lecture on safe sex and to get the hell out of there if something didn’t feel right. She didn’t even question where Alex and Evan where. I was eighteen now I suppose.

“I love you, Taylor.”

“I love you too, Mum.” I hung up the phone and Austin smiled at me. I frowned at him. “Where am I supposed to sleep?”

“You can sleep in my bed.” Alan leered at me and I shook my head at him. Austin glared at Alan before he put an arm around my waist.

“No she won’t. You can sleep in my bed and I’ll sleep on the sofa.”

“Hold on. You guys have a tour bus. How big can it be?”

Notes

Title Cred : Mayday Parade

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