The Forgotten

James

Allison's P.O.V

"What are you doing here" I hissed at James. Which Is the man that my stupid mother decided to marry.

"Just saw that you and Mike would be here. I've missed you guys" he said walking towards me. I stood up and pressed me back against my wall. I looked at his big bear belly, stick legs and hairy skin. His face hadn't changed. Brown shaggy hair, and the big nose, blue eyes. I looked at him hard. Trying to show him that he was going to be in great danger when Billie gets over here.

"Stay the fuck away from me!" I screamed at him. He came closer to me. His stomach running over mine. I pushed him away and ran to the curtains that were closed. I had two options. Draw attention and run out there. Or just stuck to being brave. I chose the second option. I didn't want Billie freaking out.

"Why? Don't you miss me?" He asked sarcastically. I ran after him and kicked him where it hurts.

"Stay away from me!" I hissed. He had finally gained back his strength to attack me. He charged after me grabbing me by the waist and pushing my against the wall. I started thrashing but he kept his hold.

"But I just want to be inside of you" he said with a smirk. Memories filled my mind of when he used to try to rape me. Starting at the age of 8. Mike had always stopped him. He tried unbuckling his pants. And managed to already slip mine off. I was about to let out a scream when his hand covered my mouth "if you scream ill slit your throat" he whispered in my ear. I started to whimper and cry.

"Ok guys! Thanks for coming! I'm sorry we had to cut this one short" I heard Billie saying. I looked at James and noticed he hadn't heard. Billie walked through the curtain and his gaze went straight to James. Billie not knowing what was going on just attacked James. James turned just in time to see Billie. Billie was on top of James punching, screaming, spitting him. I slid down the wall and curled up in a ball. Crying.

"What happened?!" Mike screamed. He saw James and tensed up. He ran over to Billie to grab him off. James was now unconscious. Billie had took his head and bashed it against the concrete floor about 20 times. "Billie! Get off! He's not even awake! Make sure Allison's ok!" Mike screamed. Billie immanently stopped and rushed over me.

"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did he...?" He asked. I'm guessing he noticed the pants. I shook my head.

"No. Almost" was all I could say. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.

"I'm so sorry" he sobbed into my chest. I looked at him. So vulnerable. Though he had just beaten the crap out of a man. I wanted to comfort him but I don't know how. I didn't know how he was feeling. Sad? Scared? Paranoid? I don't know.

"It's okay baby. Can we just go?" I asked him trying to sound sincere. He looked up at me with red puffy eyes. I started crying seeing how hurt he was. I didn't know where Tré was. But Mike was making sure James was out. I stood up with Billie, and took him over to the couch. He just laid on top of me. Very protectively.

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About an hour later we were sitting in the tour bus. I was laying in my bunk, with Billie on the outside. Me on the inside. Mike was across from us. And Tré was on top of us. I hand t moved since we had gotten back on the bus. I was scared. What was I supposed to do? I just wanted to sleep. I wanted James gone for good. I heard mike and Tré whispering. I didn't know what about. Billie was laying behind me, his arms around my waist. He was scared to. Every little move I made, he moved with me.

"Billie. Let her rest" I heard mine whisper. Billie tightened his grip.

"She can sleep here. With me. She's fine" he told Mike. Mike was right. It was hard to sleep with arms all around you. It didn't feel horrible. But just the fact that I was almost raped find help.

"Billie. We need to talk. Now. Out. I'm not playing" Mike told Billie. Billie loosened his grip and got up. I don't know what they started talking about. I felt a little stupid trying to hear what they are saying. All I could hear were wipers.

"Hey. Are you okay?" Tré asked me. I shifted my body so I was looking directly in his eyes.

"I'm okay. Just kind of shook up. I want Billie to sleep and know I'm fine. I'll live. He doesn't need to feel guilty. Nothing was his fault. Why is he being so clingy?" I rambled to Tré. He was never the one to be serious with. But right now. He was. He knew that I needed him right now. He grabbed my hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.

"He's just scared. You know that he is very protective. You were almost raped. Why wouldn't he be scared? Your his whole life. He really loves you. He just wants to keep you safe" he whispered. He didn't want the other guys to hear. I smiled about the fact that me and Tré were having an adult conversation. Amazing!

"I just want to sleep" I told him. He nodded and kissed my forehead. I laughed and turned back towards that wall. I love Tré. He is just amazing.

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Ok. Wattpad has been mean to me and wouldn't let me update. Sorry. But i'm happy I have almost 60 reads. Mwahaha! Haha. Sorry. I'm weird. I will also be putting another book on here about Andy Biersack and the BVB crew! I'm obsessed with them! But

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