Surfer Girl // A.I (completed)

fifty-two

**trigger warning: sexual assault**

< Saturday >

{ Tatum }

I got out of the water, dropping onto my towel in the sand. The waves were amazing today and everyone was gliding through them. There were definitely some amazing barrels too, which I thankfully got to take quite a few of.

I opened my backpack and grabbed the water bottle and chugged it before grabbing my phone just as a text from Ashton came across,

-messages-

Ash🥰: [ Hey baby. I'm about
to go to bed, buttttt I couldn't
without saying Goodnight 😘 ps.
I'm not going to sleep until you reply ]

[ You're a doof 😂]

Ash🥰: [ but I'm your favorite doof 😉
Haha anyway, is everything okay? ]

[ Yesss sir ]

Ash🥰: [ Ay Ay, that's for the
bedroom 😏]
[ but seriously baby, everything
okay? ]

[ I'll be okay ]

Ash🥰: [ Please go to my mums.
I just want you to be safe and
not be worrying ]

[ I think I actually will ]

Ash🥰: [ Awesome... I'm going
to bed love. Goodnight. I love you 😘]

[ Goodnight. Love
you more 😘]

————

I put my phone down and sighed. I actually am considering going to Anne's. Ashton must've told her about my roommate because she called me about it.

****

I gathered my stuff and headed back to my hotel room. I walked in and saw Jeremy, my roommate, going through my bag,

"What the fuck are you doing? That's my stuff!" I yelled at him, then I noticed what was in his hand- my promise ring. I had taken it off to go surfing,

"Give me my ring" I snatched it from him, "God"

I started packing all my stuff. I didn't want to intrude on Anne, but I couldn't stay.

I tossed my backpack on when I was pulled back by my hips,

"Get off of me" I pushed him, grabbing my suitcase and walking out.

Suddenly my arm was grabbed and I was pulled back. My bags dropped from my hand and the room door closed,

"Get the fuck off of me" I fought, trying to get my arm free,

"Calm down" he kissed by my ear, making me cringe.

I wanted Ashton.

I was able to get turned and push him, but he grabbed my wrist and pushed me towards the bed which I fell back on. He started kissing my neck while pinning my arms and legs down. He grabbed my boobs and touched all over my body. He tried to get my lips but I kept turning my head.

Then he slapped me,

"Quite fighting" he sneered.

I managed to get my leg free and kick him off, grabbing my stuff and running out the door while tears filled my eyes.

I got into a rental car and pulled down the visor to look in the mirror. My neck had some bruising from unwanted hickeys, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I looked down at my wrist and they had handprints on them. That's when my first full tear fell.

The flashbacks started. I was remembering when I lived with my dad and I cried harder.

I wanted Ashton.

****

I pulled into the driveway and as soon as I stepped out of the car, Harry was running outside,

"Tatum!" He launched into my arms. I smiled and hugged the teenager,

"Hi Harry" I smiled roughly as he pulled back,

"What happened?" His eyes were wide and I could see he was scared,

"Incident at my hotel. I'm going to stay with you all until I have to leave Australia" I told him, trying not to worry him. He nodded then grabbed my bag for me.

We walked inside and I was reminded of the only other time I've been here. I was so nervous that day,

"I'm gonna take your bag to Ashton's old room" Harry ran up the stairs.

I followed the sound of voices to the kitchen. Anne and Lauren were talking, but Anne stopped when she saw me,

"Oh my god!" She gasped, rushing over,

"I'm okay" I assured her, but the tears in my eyes begged to differ. She pulled me into a hug and the tears fell again,

"Oh honey. It'll be okay" she rubbed my back then pulled away, "Let's get you some tea"

{ Ashton }

6 am and my phone was ringing like crazy. After the seventh call, I finally grabbed my phone seeing nothing but texts and calls from my family but the one text from Harry stood out,

-messages-

Harry: [ something happened to
Tatum. She told me not to
worry about it but somethings
wrong. She was crying with Mum ]

————

I immediately sat up and FaceTimed Tatum. She finally picked up, but when she did it was pitch black,

"Tatum! Baby turn on a light. What happened!" I was in full panic.

I could hear movement then a light turned on and Tatum's face appeared. Her face was puffy and I could see a couple bruises on her neck,

"Baby," my heart dropped, "What happened?"

Then she cried. She had her phone propped up, allowing her to bring both her hands to her face. That's when I saw her wrist had handprint bruises. Anger instantly bubbled,

"What the fuck did he do?" I gritted,

"I tried to fight him. He just had an advantage. He's bigger than I am" Tatum sobbed, "I'm so sorry"

"Do not apologize. This was not your fault" I assured, "Baby, have you told anyone?"

"I texted Chris. He's taking care of things. I had to send him pictures" she spoke. She still had tears flowing but she wasn't sobbing,

"I'm flying over," I told her,

"No! Ash you can't. You have tour. I'll be okay. Plus I'll see you in a few weeks anyway" she stopped me. I sighed but nodded,

"Okay" I promised, "Are you still surfing tomorrow? I plan on watching". It was true I was watching, but I would actually be in Australia watching because I actually had bought a plan ticket before she left since we still have a couple weeks before tour,

"Yeah. But be prepared because I'm sure my neck will be all over Twitter" she rolled her eyes,

"Then I'll stick up for you and tell them how guys are pigs" I spit. I was pretty pissed- not at Tatum of course, but at Jeremy,

"I love you" Tatum blurted,

"I love you too baby"

****

I laid there and talked to Tatum for what felt like forever until she really needed to go. I laid back down and ran a hand through my now black dyed hair.

I hated that this happened to her. I wish I could've convinced her to just leave the hotel the first time, but I knew she wanted to prove she could handle herself. I just want her back in my arms to tell her it's okay.