Pieces of You

Chapter Two: Girl in the Dark

*TW SEXUAL ASSAULT*

"Oh for fucks sake, Eris." A voice sounds before I'm picked up and thrown over a shoulder, letting out a squeal. I kick and I scream while over the broad shoulder of a very tall body but they have a tight grip on me.

That's the last thing I knew before it went dark.

So now I'm waking up in a room I don't recognize with the sunlight blinding me and my head pounding.

There's a soft tapping on the door that causes me to let out a groan and rub my throbbing temple with my fingers.

"Good morning, love. I figure you're a bit hungover, there's coffee in the kitchen when you feel like coming down." Calum walks in the room with a glass of water and places a few painkillers in my hand.

"Bless you, Cal. You're a saint." I say quietly, my poor head pounding.

"Anything for you, dear. I laid out a hoodie and some sweatpants if you'd like them. I'll be downstairs with the boys if you need anything." He flashes me his familiar sweet smile that scrunches his eyes up and squishes his cheeks. I don't respond, I just look up at him through my lashes so he knows I'm listening while chugging the water. He chuckles and closes the door softly behind him. I drag myself out of the bed a few minutes later, looking around and realizing it's his room that I'm in.

I pull on the sweatshirt and it almost reaches my knees, I hold the pants up and realize they're twice the length of my legs. I put them back down and figure the sweatshirt is long enough.

I make my way downstairs, noticing the living room has been put back to normal and it's all been cleaned up.

"There she is!" Mikey yells much too loud as I enter the kitchen, causing me to scrunch my face up and put my hands over my ears. Cal reaches over and shushes him, slapping the back of his head for being too noisy.

"Aw baby's first hangover." He coos at me, I stick my tongue out at him.

"still not a baby, but no I haven't been hungover before. This is awful." I whine at them, plopping down at a kitchen chair and laying my pounding head down.

"Don't worry we sent Luke for hangover food."  Cal says, but once I register who he's talking about I shoot my head up much too fast. It made the room spin, and the throbbing increase, bringing on a wave of nausea I wasn't prepared for. I throw my hand over my mouth and scramble out of the chair, running down the hall.

"Third door on your left!" Calum shouts after me. I follow his directions and find the bathroom.

I'm trying to hold my own hair back as I violently release the contents of my stomach. After the first lurching subsides, my hair is taken from my own hand and tied back for me. There's a broad hand rubbing gentle circles on my back until I finally finish and fall back away from the toilet.

I'm lifted off the floor slowly and set on the counter by the same strong hands.

"Can you stay up right?" I recognize it as Calum's voice, my eyes are still closed to avoid the harsh light. I nod in response and steady myself. I slowly open my eyes and he hands me two small cups.

"Double rinse, water first." He instructs and I do as he says, allowing the water and mouthwash to rid my mouth of burning stomach acid. He passes me a warm, damp cloth to wipe my mouth with as well. I have to say this is the best I've ever been taken care of aside from my parents when I was a kid. I look up at him when I'm done and go to hop off the counter, but before I can he pushes me back. He shakes his head at me and lifts me up. I let out a squeak and wrapped my legs around his waist, and my arms loosely around his neck to hold on.