Breaking.

Chapter 2

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===Kat's POV===

"She's pretty, ya?" Someone said.

"Beausiful." Another person said.

Wait...beautiful? They can't be talking about me, can they? No way. I'm an ugly whore who crashed her dads new car.

Wait a minute...where is my dad? And my mom? They were in the car too....

No..no, no, no! They should be with me! Where are they? I can't see anything. My eyes feel like they're glued shut. But I can hear everything just fine! What's happening to me? I'm in a coma or something! My thoughts scrambled as I blacked out. When I woke up, I didn't remember anything.

<Weeks later>

"Liam, she's awake!" I heard an Irish accent say.

"Who are you and where am I and who am I?" I said trying to get a hold of everything. "I don't remember..." I said. I was shocked and having a bit of a panic attack.

The one they called Liam walked over to the bed I was in and sat next to me.

"My name is Liam. That is Harry, Zayn, Niall, and Louis. We are here to help you recover." he said.

"That's great, but can someone tell me why I'm in so much pain and why I can't remember anything?" I asked a little impatiently.

Liam chuckled.

"Love, you probably can't remember anything because you were in a really bad accident. Your name is Katherine. Right now you are in a hospital because of your injuries." he said as the memory of the accident flooded my mind.

=<Flashback>=

The brakes wouldn't work. I was trying really hard not to panick. I was sweating bullets. My mom was crying. My dad was holding her. I was trying my best to keep the car under control, but I just couldn't.

The rain was coming down hard, and I couldn't see anything but the headlights coming straigh at me.

"Mom, Dad, I love you." were the last words I said before I swerved to avoid the oncoming traffic. I screamed as the car rolled off the road and into the park. The car stopped rolling when we hit a tree.

My whole screamed in pain as the darkness took over.

=<End of flashback>=

It was strange that i didnt notice that my body was covered in stitches, bandages, and casts I didn't realize I was crying until Liam picked me up and put me on his lap. He held me tight to his chest and whispered things like, "Shhhh," or "It's going to be alright," to me. He rubbed circled on my back and wiped away my tears.

My dad used to do this when I was depressed or broken hearted. Memories flooded my head as I thought of the family that now lived in heaven without me.

Liam was doing his best to comfort me. The rest of the boys in the room came over to where Liam and I were. They tried to comfort me as well, but it didn't work. Trying to calm down seemed impossible, but eventually, I gave in as sleep took over. Liam never let go, though, so I fell asleep in his arms.