I open my eyes to an empty hospital room.
Do you ever get the feeling that you're worthless and an easy target?
That's all that is coursing through my brain at the moment. So many people have come after me, injuring me every time. I guess I am weak. I guess there is no point in keeping me here.
I pull the blankets off and stare at the bandage on my right leg. Images of when Flavio kicked me there come back and I wince. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before standing up and walking towards the door. I open it and peer down the hallway. Nurses are scurrying everywhere, trying to help the patients they are assigned. I see a desk somewhat down the hall so I walk towards it, feeling pain each step I take. I'm just about there when people call my name.
I furrow my brows and turn around. Everyone's there.
"Rosalie!" Nash runs ahead and hugs me. I half smile and search his face once he pulls away.
It hasn't occurred to me until now how long I was out. I didn't care to check the time.
"You should get back to your room." Jack J says, approaching us with everyone else.
"I guess you're right." I hobble back and nod at all of them. Cameron takes my hand and tries to help me but I just shake my head and sit back in my bed.
"How long was I out?" I ask.
"Like an hour." Taylor says, checking his phone.
"Oh." I say, glancing at the door when the doctor walks in.
"Rosalie Price?"
I have heard way too many doctors say that.
"Yes."
"You don't have any broken bones or any concussions. You didn't even need stitches. You were a bit banged up, however. It comes to me to know that you have had brain damage before?"
I just want out so we could go to Georgia. I want this tour to be over.
"That isn't the point though. You said there's nothing serious so I could be discharged." I press, in an agitated tone.
"Rosalie, this could become serious because of your history." The doctor folds his arms.
I look away from him for a moment before facing him again. "I need those discharge papers."
"You are under the age of 18, you need an adult to sign them."
At that moment, Ted walks in. Thank you thank you thank you.
"I'm here." He says, catching the end of the conversation.
The doctor turns and nods at him whilst handing him the papers. If only it was that easy. I'm not saying that I have the worst headache or it feels like I have to puke. I'm not saying that my leg is burning so bad from walking that I don't ever want to walk again. I'm just saying I want to leave.
Ted comes back, a distressed smile on his face. "You're ready to go. Are you sure you can come to Georgia tonight?"
"Positive." I get up and take my clothes from Matt before going into the bathroom. I change quickly, not wanting to look at all my bruises again. Too many memories. When I come out, everyone is looking at me sympathetically. I roll my eyes and walk out the door, before anyone else. I don't want their pity. I appreciate it, but I don't want it. I feel Cameron place his hand on my back and I give him a small smile. We walk out and get into the van waiting for us next to the pickup. The ride back to the hotel was very quiet.
I knew I shouldn't have come back, look what I do to them.
I walk into the elevator along with everyone else and lean my head against the wall.
"Are you okay?" Jack G asks.
"I'm fantastic." I give him a sarcastic, cheeky smile.
"We are worried about you, Rosalie." Shawn interjects.
"Well stop, okay?" I raise my voice a bit too loud. "Look, I'm sorry." I rub my face and dart towards my room when the doors open. I hear them whispering behind me but I decide it's best to ignore it. Jack J appears beside me and slides the key through so that we can go in. Most of my stuff is already packed so I don't have to do much. I walk to the beds and take out my chargers and my laptop. Then, I zip them into my suitcase and wheel it up to the door.
"Are you seriously okay?" Gilinsky prods, watching me stare at the door.
"No." I answer subconsciously. I shake my head and rub my eyes before I start to cry.
"Come here." Gilinsky opens his arms and I walk into him, hugging for like 5 minutes.
"I'm good." I walk away and sit on the bed, scrolling through my phone. He and Johnson get back to packing. My phone suddenly starts ringing and I furrow my brows, seeing it is my mom.
"Hello?" I ask, my voice barely a whisper.
"Honey, I am so sorry about how you left and I miss you so much. I heard about what just happened and I am flying to Georgia in an hour." -Mom
"What? Really?" My voice raises, getting excited to see my mother.
"Yes. I've really missed you. I took some time off of work and called your manager. Your cousin and friend are coming to see you too." - Mom
"Theresa and Tori?"
"Yes. They really wanted to see you too. Plus it will be your birthday tomorrow. I have to go but I'll see you tomorrow. I love you." -Mom
"Love you too." and with that, I ended the call. I totally forgot about my birthday with this all happening. I hate birthdays.
"Who was that?" Johnson asked, taking a seat beside me.
"My mom. She's coming to the Georgia show with my cousin and Tori." I told him.
"Oh." He nods and pulls his suitcase next to mine.
"Time to go." Ted yells when he knocks on our door.
I stand up and get my suitcase, meeting everyone else in the hallway.
"Let's go." Ted announces, once he has counted everyone.
We head down to the lobby and smile at all the screaming fans, now outside. Security is holding them back and keeping us in line so that we can't see them. I hand the guy my suitcase and hop into the limo.
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"Flight 9 to Atlanta, Georgia now boarding. Flight 9."
We walk towards the gate with our carry ons and passes, showing our first class. As we pass people, they smile and wave, girls knowing who we are. We just nod and head to where our seats are. I get put at the window seat with Nash beside me and Hayes at the end. I'm friends with everyone here now, so it didn't really matter.
"I know." Nash whispers into my ear.
"Know what?" I turn to him.
"How you feel." He licks his lips and smiles.
"What do you mean?" I ask further.
"You're hurting. Just know, you matter. If not to anyone else, you do to me."
With those words spoken, a tear slides down my face and I nod at him, placing my head on his shoulder and closing my eyes.
'Just know, you matter. If not to anyone else, you do to me.'
Those are words that will keep me going, at least for awhile longer.
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A/N: So hey it's been awhile huh? Sorry bout that. I don't have many excuses so... But I did mention her birthday earlier in this book, it may say '3 days' from then but its obviously been longer so I'm going to change that. I am not sure if there is going to be a third book. I had the ending for this planned out but I may be able to pan it out over a longer period of time. Up to y'all. I know you don't comment normally but I need feedback.
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