Over Again
Awake
I walked down the street; my ankle was killing me which led me to have a limp in my left leg. I could feel the blood dripping down from my eyebrow and how my eye was already starting to swell. I leant against the brick wall and pulled out my phone. I had texted Niall asking him where the hotel was. I had got the address and walked form Matt’s house. It was about an hour walk but I had finally made it. I leaned against the wall breathing in, my breath was a shudder and I coughed a little making me wince in pain. It didn’t help that one of my leggings were ripped and I could feel blood on my nose and on my face. I sighed, my eyes were closing slowly but I had to make it inside and up the elevators. I leaned my head back once more time and closed my eyes.
“So you’ll fuck one of those fags but you won’t even let me cope a feel?” I looked at Matt shocked, I knew
he had a lot to drink but I didn’t ever remember him getting this bad. I looked at him confused and went to stand up.
We had gone to go eat and had a couple drinks, maybe a little too many. We came back to his apartment where we were seated on the couch watching TV and talking until he decided to drape his arm over my shoulders and reach for a feel. I immediately pulled away which angered him. I now stood staring back at him. I could tell the alcohol had hit him hard.
“I’m not fucking any of them and they aren’t fags!” I yelled back. He stepped closer to me making me inch backwards, this was a dangerous situation and I knew it.
“Isn’t that what you came here for though? Isn’t that why you wanted to see me? It’s why I wanted to see you.” I glared up at Matt, he may have been taller than me but I wasn’t afraid of him.
“Are you kidding me? That’s why you wanted to meet up? I wanted to meet up because I thought we were still friends! Clearly I was wrong.” I saw it coming but I couldn’t seem to move fast enough. His hand came up and across my face making my head snap to the left. I could feel the sting of his hand on my cheek and I felt the tears on the brink of my eyelashes. I wasn’t going to do this.
“I should go…” My voice broke off as I reached for my purse. He yanked it away and threw it across the room. My phone was in there, but as I looked up at Matt I knew I was in trouble.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the hotel; I didn’t think anyone would be in the lobby considering it was 2:30am the last time I looked at my phone. I sucked in a huge breath of air and lifted myself off of the wall. Niall had already sent me the room he was in saying he wasn’t rooming with anyone.
I walked down the street and made my way into the Sheraton hotel. No one was in the lobby which was a good thing. I made my way over to the front desk and to where one of the employers stood. I cleared my throat making him look up from the computer. I sighed when he gasped, knowing I should have expected this.
“Miss are you-“
“I’m fine.” I cut him off.
“I just need the key to a room.” He nodded still staring at my face; I brushed my hair over my shoulder and noticed I had another bruise on my arm.
“What’s your room number?”
“It’s 909, Niall Horan should have left a key for me.” The desk clerk handed me a small card.
“Have a good stay.” I nodded; glad he didn’t ask any more questions and made my way to the elevator. I pressed the 23rd floor and watched the door open, letting me walk in. I watched as the door closed and I leaned against the wall, groaning feeling the pain spread through my body. The elevator dinged and opened up. I groaned and stepped out. I kept limping until I finally reached the door and slid the door key into the slot. I pushed the door open quietly and took notice to the room being dark. I closed the door behind me and walked toward the bathroom.
I tossed off my shoes and noticed the bed closest to the bathroom was occupied by Niall. I could hear his light snoring s I continued into the bathroom and shut the door. I switched the light on and turned around.
The gasp left me as I looked into the mirror. I could fully see the damage done to my face. I had a black eye and there was blood dripping down the side of my face. My eyebrow was cut and my nose was swollen. My lip was stinging probably from me biting it. I turned the shower on and waited till it got hot, I was afraid to look at the rest of my body. I lifted the dress over my head and could already feel my ribs throb.
I looked into the mirror and saw light bruises of hand marks on my skin, it wasn’t anything too dark. I slid the leggings off as well and noticed the fingerprints on my thighs. I sighed and knew I wasn’t going to be able to wear shorts around the boys. I jumped in the shower and tried to wash off some of the dirt I felt.
I felt dirty and disgusted, even though he didn’t actually get to do anything it still disgusted me that he tried. I was so surprised at Matt; he had never done something like this before. I tried to get my mind off of it; I was never one to dwell on my problems so I probably wouldn’t tell the boys. Then again, they might figure it out considering my face which felt sore. I started humming quietly trying to not think about it. I guess I got into the song because I didn’t hear the door open or someone come in. The shower curtain was pulled back making me jump; I was shocked to see Louis standing there. He had a smile on his face but it faded when he saw me, all of me.
I stood there not saying anything as he continued to stare at my body and then back up at my face. I was starting to get self-conscious and cold.
“Louis can I-“
“What happened?” His voice was stern and was low.
“It’s no big deal I just-“
“Katherina, who did this?” I shook my head not saying anything. I heard him let out a growl.
“Hurry up and finish up. We need to talk.” He closed the shower curtain and I heard him close the door. I sighed, praying that this wasn’t happening but because it was my luck I knew it was happening. I felt disgusted when Louis looked at me and a part of me worried that he wasn’t going to want me anymore, but I knew now was not the time for this and I had to go out there and face my brother’s friend. I turned the faucets off and wrapped the towel around me; I didn’t bring any clothes with me. I peeked my head out and saw Niall sitting there half asleep; Louis was on the phone pacing back and forth. I cleared my throat making both of them look at me.
“She’s out of the shower.” Louis hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed. I shifted awkwardly as Niall’s eyes landed on my face. He stood up and touched my cheek gently making me hiss in pain, he withdrew his hand quickly and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He had a frown on his face and he tried moving toward me.
“It’s okay.”
“What happened to you?” I sighed and could feel the tears coming but I didn’t want to deal with this so I bit them back.
“Can one of you hand me clothes from my suitcase?” Louis picked up a pile of clothes from the bed and handed them to me, he hadn’t said anything to me. I quietly closed the door after walking back into the bathroom. I took the towel off and quickly slid into the clothed not wanting to look at the bruises again. I threw my hair up into a pony tail and took a deep breath, once again wincing. I was nervous to step outside of this door but I knew I had to. I shook my head and reached for the door knob opening it slowly.
My stomach dropped when I not only saw Niall and Louis sitting there but Harry, Zayn and Liam. I immediately felt guilt sink in. Harry was the first to rush up to me, his hand grabbed my chin lightly and turned my head to the side examining every inch of me. I tried pulling away but I was too weak.
“Kat what happened, who did this?” I looked down at the floor and mumbled out a single name.
“Matt.” I could see his other hand clench into a fist, I could see Zayn’s facial expression that didn’t look happy. None of their faces looked happy, they all looked pissed. I knew I couldn’t hold it in any longer as the first sob escaped my throat and my legs gave out from under me.
x-x
Louis watched Kat break down in front of them. She completely collapsed in Harry’s arms which he caught in time. He could hear her quiet sobs and he could see the tears falling down her face, Louis felt nothing in this moment but anger. He wanted to murder Matt not just because he didn’t like him but because he completely broke Kat.
Louis continued to listen to Kat’s story as Harry put her in the bed across from Niall. Niall had now turned around so he was facing that bed, Zayn was next to him and Liam was leaning against the wall. Harry was laying next to her, letting his sister cry into his chest. Louis could see the different emotions on Harry’s face. He was pissed, sad, worried and all he could do was hold his older sister. She continued to explain how he accused her of sleeping with one of them, which Louis was not going to comment on. He continued to listen to how he wanted to use her just for sex, which was driving Louis insane. He could feel his knuckles tighten up on the desk he was holding onto.
Louis watched as she told the end of the story, explaining how she hit him in the head with the lamp and left the apartment. He let out a sigh of relief after hearing that he actually didn’t get to touch her in that way.
“Why didn’t you call any of us?” Liam asked. Always, looking out for them.
“I didn’t want to bother you guys, you guys had a long day and you all were asleep.” Zayn scoffed.
“You should have called us Kat.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I just, I don’t know I was overwhelmed.” Louis still didn’t say anything, he continued to just stare.
“I just really want to sleep guys. I love you all for caring but I’m exhausted.”
“We’re not even going to talk about the charges?”
“What’s the point Harry? We’ll be gone by tomorrow night, it’s not worth it. Please just drop it you guys. Please.” None of the boys said anything; they didn’t want to drop it. They wanted to talk about it more but they knew she needed rest so one by one they got up.
“Harry, you going to stay with her tonight?” He nodded.
“Is it cool if I stay in here Niall?” He nodded already under the blankets.
“Louis?” Louis looked up at Harry and Kat. Kat was clinging onto Harry’s shirt and in that moment he could see that scared little girl. He could see that little girl he met the first time Harry introduced them to each other. Louis nodded seeing how she needed her brother more than ever. Kat whispered out a thank you. Harry handed Louis his key card and watched as the rest of the boys said bye and gave hugs to her, saying that they were going to talk more tomorrow. Louis was already out the door not being able to see her like that again, he made his way to the room Harry was staying in and slid the key card through the door.
He threw himself on one of the beds not caring which one was Zayn’s. He reached into his hoodie pocket to pull out his phone. The background on his phone which was of him and Eleanor flashed indicating he got a message. It was from Kat. He unlocked his phone and read the message, her words were short and simple and should not have meant that much but because it was Louis and he told himself over and over again he didn’t feel anything for her, her words got to him.
‘Thank you for caring.’ That was what the entire message said. He was determined now more than ever to prove to her he didn’t care, he couldn’t care. He thought to himself as he stared at the background of his girlfriend. However, there was something that stirred up in him when he saw Kat as broken as she was, something almost like protectiveness and something else. Something he had only felt with Eleanor. He threw his phone on the floor not bothering to reply to Kat, something had stirred up inside of him and it was awake and that scared him more than anything.
“So you’ll fuck one of those fags but you won’t even let me cope a feel?” I looked at Matt shocked, I knew
he had a lot to drink but I didn’t ever remember him getting this bad. I looked at him confused and went to stand up.
We had gone to go eat and had a couple drinks, maybe a little too many. We came back to his apartment where we were seated on the couch watching TV and talking until he decided to drape his arm over my shoulders and reach for a feel. I immediately pulled away which angered him. I now stood staring back at him. I could tell the alcohol had hit him hard.
“I’m not fucking any of them and they aren’t fags!” I yelled back. He stepped closer to me making me inch backwards, this was a dangerous situation and I knew it.
“Isn’t that what you came here for though? Isn’t that why you wanted to see me? It’s why I wanted to see you.” I glared up at Matt, he may have been taller than me but I wasn’t afraid of him.
“Are you kidding me? That’s why you wanted to meet up? I wanted to meet up because I thought we were still friends! Clearly I was wrong.” I saw it coming but I couldn’t seem to move fast enough. His hand came up and across my face making my head snap to the left. I could feel the sting of his hand on my cheek and I felt the tears on the brink of my eyelashes. I wasn’t going to do this.
“I should go…” My voice broke off as I reached for my purse. He yanked it away and threw it across the room. My phone was in there, but as I looked up at Matt I knew I was in trouble.
I opened my eyes and looked up at the hotel; I didn’t think anyone would be in the lobby considering it was 2:30am the last time I looked at my phone. I sucked in a huge breath of air and lifted myself off of the wall. Niall had already sent me the room he was in saying he wasn’t rooming with anyone.
I walked down the street and made my way into the Sheraton hotel. No one was in the lobby which was a good thing. I made my way over to the front desk and to where one of the employers stood. I cleared my throat making him look up from the computer. I sighed when he gasped, knowing I should have expected this.
“Miss are you-“
“I’m fine.” I cut him off.
“I just need the key to a room.” He nodded still staring at my face; I brushed my hair over my shoulder and noticed I had another bruise on my arm.
“What’s your room number?”
“It’s 909, Niall Horan should have left a key for me.” The desk clerk handed me a small card.
“Have a good stay.” I nodded; glad he didn’t ask any more questions and made my way to the elevator. I pressed the 23rd floor and watched the door open, letting me walk in. I watched as the door closed and I leaned against the wall, groaning feeling the pain spread through my body. The elevator dinged and opened up. I groaned and stepped out. I kept limping until I finally reached the door and slid the door key into the slot. I pushed the door open quietly and took notice to the room being dark. I closed the door behind me and walked toward the bathroom.
I tossed off my shoes and noticed the bed closest to the bathroom was occupied by Niall. I could hear his light snoring s I continued into the bathroom and shut the door. I switched the light on and turned around.
The gasp left me as I looked into the mirror. I could fully see the damage done to my face. I had a black eye and there was blood dripping down the side of my face. My eyebrow was cut and my nose was swollen. My lip was stinging probably from me biting it. I turned the shower on and waited till it got hot, I was afraid to look at the rest of my body. I lifted the dress over my head and could already feel my ribs throb.
I looked into the mirror and saw light bruises of hand marks on my skin, it wasn’t anything too dark. I slid the leggings off as well and noticed the fingerprints on my thighs. I sighed and knew I wasn’t going to be able to wear shorts around the boys. I jumped in the shower and tried to wash off some of the dirt I felt.
I felt dirty and disgusted, even though he didn’t actually get to do anything it still disgusted me that he tried. I was so surprised at Matt; he had never done something like this before. I tried to get my mind off of it; I was never one to dwell on my problems so I probably wouldn’t tell the boys. Then again, they might figure it out considering my face which felt sore. I started humming quietly trying to not think about it. I guess I got into the song because I didn’t hear the door open or someone come in. The shower curtain was pulled back making me jump; I was shocked to see Louis standing there. He had a smile on his face but it faded when he saw me, all of me.
I stood there not saying anything as he continued to stare at my body and then back up at my face. I was starting to get self-conscious and cold.
“Louis can I-“
“What happened?” His voice was stern and was low.
“It’s no big deal I just-“
“Katherina, who did this?” I shook my head not saying anything. I heard him let out a growl.
“Hurry up and finish up. We need to talk.” He closed the shower curtain and I heard him close the door. I sighed, praying that this wasn’t happening but because it was my luck I knew it was happening. I felt disgusted when Louis looked at me and a part of me worried that he wasn’t going to want me anymore, but I knew now was not the time for this and I had to go out there and face my brother’s friend. I turned the faucets off and wrapped the towel around me; I didn’t bring any clothes with me. I peeked my head out and saw Niall sitting there half asleep; Louis was on the phone pacing back and forth. I cleared my throat making both of them look at me.
“She’s out of the shower.” Louis hung up the phone and tossed it on the bed. I shifted awkwardly as Niall’s eyes landed on my face. He stood up and touched my cheek gently making me hiss in pain, he withdrew his hand quickly and I could see the sadness in his eyes. He had a frown on his face and he tried moving toward me.
“It’s okay.”
“What happened to you?” I sighed and could feel the tears coming but I didn’t want to deal with this so I bit them back.
“Can one of you hand me clothes from my suitcase?” Louis picked up a pile of clothes from the bed and handed them to me, he hadn’t said anything to me. I quietly closed the door after walking back into the bathroom. I took the towel off and quickly slid into the clothed not wanting to look at the bruises again. I threw my hair up into a pony tail and took a deep breath, once again wincing. I was nervous to step outside of this door but I knew I had to. I shook my head and reached for the door knob opening it slowly.
My stomach dropped when I not only saw Niall and Louis sitting there but Harry, Zayn and Liam. I immediately felt guilt sink in. Harry was the first to rush up to me, his hand grabbed my chin lightly and turned my head to the side examining every inch of me. I tried pulling away but I was too weak.
“Kat what happened, who did this?” I looked down at the floor and mumbled out a single name.
“Matt.” I could see his other hand clench into a fist, I could see Zayn’s facial expression that didn’t look happy. None of their faces looked happy, they all looked pissed. I knew I couldn’t hold it in any longer as the first sob escaped my throat and my legs gave out from under me.
x-x
Louis watched Kat break down in front of them. She completely collapsed in Harry’s arms which he caught in time. He could hear her quiet sobs and he could see the tears falling down her face, Louis felt nothing in this moment but anger. He wanted to murder Matt not just because he didn’t like him but because he completely broke Kat.
Louis continued to listen to Kat’s story as Harry put her in the bed across from Niall. Niall had now turned around so he was facing that bed, Zayn was next to him and Liam was leaning against the wall. Harry was laying next to her, letting his sister cry into his chest. Louis could see the different emotions on Harry’s face. He was pissed, sad, worried and all he could do was hold his older sister. She continued to explain how he accused her of sleeping with one of them, which Louis was not going to comment on. He continued to listen to how he wanted to use her just for sex, which was driving Louis insane. He could feel his knuckles tighten up on the desk he was holding onto.
Louis watched as she told the end of the story, explaining how she hit him in the head with the lamp and left the apartment. He let out a sigh of relief after hearing that he actually didn’t get to touch her in that way.
“Why didn’t you call any of us?” Liam asked. Always, looking out for them.
“I didn’t want to bother you guys, you guys had a long day and you all were asleep.” Zayn scoffed.
“You should have called us Kat.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I just, I don’t know I was overwhelmed.” Louis still didn’t say anything, he continued to just stare.
“I just really want to sleep guys. I love you all for caring but I’m exhausted.”
“We’re not even going to talk about the charges?”
“What’s the point Harry? We’ll be gone by tomorrow night, it’s not worth it. Please just drop it you guys. Please.” None of the boys said anything; they didn’t want to drop it. They wanted to talk about it more but they knew she needed rest so one by one they got up.
“Harry, you going to stay with her tonight?” He nodded.
“Is it cool if I stay in here Niall?” He nodded already under the blankets.
“Louis?” Louis looked up at Harry and Kat. Kat was clinging onto Harry’s shirt and in that moment he could see that scared little girl. He could see that little girl he met the first time Harry introduced them to each other. Louis nodded seeing how she needed her brother more than ever. Kat whispered out a thank you. Harry handed Louis his key card and watched as the rest of the boys said bye and gave hugs to her, saying that they were going to talk more tomorrow. Louis was already out the door not being able to see her like that again, he made his way to the room Harry was staying in and slid the key card through the door.
He threw himself on one of the beds not caring which one was Zayn’s. He reached into his hoodie pocket to pull out his phone. The background on his phone which was of him and Eleanor flashed indicating he got a message. It was from Kat. He unlocked his phone and read the message, her words were short and simple and should not have meant that much but because it was Louis and he told himself over and over again he didn’t feel anything for her, her words got to him.
‘Thank you for caring.’ That was what the entire message said. He was determined now more than ever to prove to her he didn’t care, he couldn’t care. He thought to himself as he stared at the background of his girlfriend. However, there was something that stirred up in him when he saw Kat as broken as she was, something almost like protectiveness and something else. Something he had only felt with Eleanor. He threw his phone on the floor not bothering to reply to Kat, something had stirred up inside of him and it was awake and that scared him more than anything.
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3/26/14