Scars (Luke Hemmings)

Who you really are

Brynn's POV
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Holy narts. Why is my whole body in pain? Am I dead? Is that why I can't see?

'Shit.' I mumbled as I reached into my eyes and pulled out my contacts.

'Some ones a morning person.' Said a deep masculine voice. I pulled the blankets tighter around my body and squinted in to the blurry mess that was my eye sight.

'Who are you an where am i?' I said trying to use a strong voice.

'Calm down. My name is Michael and you are in my hotel room.' He said calmly. I noticed an accent in his voice.

'You're not from here are you?'

'No I'm from Australia.' He said while, judging with my poor sight, taking a seat on what seems to be a table.

'Why am I here?' I asked trying to see my surroundings.

'My friend hit you with our car.' He said chuckling.

'That explains why I feel like shit.' I replied sitting up on the couch and running my fingers through my curly mess of hair.

'The doctor said you shouldn't-' I stood up. 'Move for a few days.' I whimpered.

'Sit down.' My stomach grumbled.

'Shit.' He swept me off my feet and took off running. We made it to the toilet just in time. I emptied my salad and lunch from yesterday into the bowl.

'Michael!' Called a voice from the door. 'What happened to her?' Asked the figure as he sat next to me and pulled my hair out of my face.

'She tried to stand up and move. I guess the pain caused some nausea.' Michael replied while walking out of the room.

'Hey.' Said the boy next to me.

'Hi.' I whispered weakly.

'Can I have that hair-tie?' He asked.

'Yeah here.' I said slowly moving to remove the hair tie from my wrist sending tiny shocks of pain to radiate through my body.

'Thanks. I'm Ashton by the way.' He whispered as he pulled my hair back into a ponytail.

'I'm Brynn.' I said with a small smile.

'I know. I saw your drivers license.' He said guiltily.

'Oh.' Was all I could say.

'Here I got you a glass of water.' Michael said walking back into the bathroom. He handed the glass to Ashton.

'Here drink.' He commanded.

I took a sip as ordered and payed my head down on my hand that rested on the toilet bowl. 'So Ashton, I heard you were a fantastic driver.' I said my voice raspy.

'oh about that.' he started scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

'its okay. I was wearing all black and this pain is nothing compared to what i've been through.' I said running my fingers over the scars on my hands and wrists.

'Okay. time to go back to the couch.' Ashton said standing up. he picked me up bridal style and carried me back to the couch.

'Is sleeping beauty awake?' asked another boy walking into the room.

'How many people are in here?' I asked. If one more boy walked into the room I would probably have a panic attack.

'4.' Michael answered.

'Oh great.' I said as Ashton placed me on the couch.

'So tell us about yourself.' Said the new boy.

'Who are you?' I asked with a bit if attitude as I covered myself with a blanket.

'Im calum! nice to meet you Brynn!' He said enthusiastically. 'Are you okay? you're shivering.'

I looked own and noticed the leggings from last night but didnt recognize the tank top.

'Um I wasn't wearing this when I left my dorm last night.' I said pointing to my shirt.

'Your sweatshirt was bloodied by your gash on your forehead.' Calum said. My hand flew to my forehead and felt the late bandaid that was plastered there. 'And also the cut on your stomach.' I pulled up my shirt and noticed bandages wrapped around my torso.

'Shit.' I muttered as I pulled down my shirt and tried to pull my legs to my chest without causing too much pain.

'You curse alot. Like Michael. But not as aggressive.' Calum said. He would be perfect for Iris. Oh crap, Iris!

'Can I borrow a phone?' I asked.

'Sure and do you want a sweater?' Ashton asked walking away.

'Yes please.' I said while rubbing my arms with my palms.

'So Brynn, how old are you?' Calum asked trying to learn some things about me.

'17.'

'You mentioned a dorm before. Do you attend college?' Michael asked.

'Yes. Me and my best friend Iris attend Boston University on full scholarships and graduated high school early.'

'I'm sure your boyfriend loved that.' Calum said sarcastically.

'I don't have a boyfriend. Iris is my only friend. People never really liked me. I didn't goto school much. I'm surprised I kept my grades up.' I said thinking back to my High school days that seemed like years ago. It's been 7 months.

'Oh well, we could be your friends, yeah?' Calum asked hopeful.

'Once I can see your faces ill decide whether you're trustworthy or not.' I said rubbing my eyes.

'Here you go!' Ashton said tossing me the sweater and iPhone.

'Thanks.' I said as I slipped the sweatshirt over my head very slowly and painfully. It smelled like tea. I dialed the familiar number into the cell and pressed call.

~*~

'No I hate pasta.' I said laughing. We've been asking eachother questions ever since I finished my call with iris. We were currently discovering eachothers favorite foods. I heard a faint knock on the door and calum jumped up screaming 'I got it!' While running to the door.

'Hi!' He chirped as Iris came into view. 'I'm Calum.'

'Hi. Uh I'm Iris.' She said shyly.

'Come in.' I heard him say.

'Brynn!' She shouted after laying her eyes on me.

'Hey Mirl.' I said smiling.

'You look like you were hit by a train.'

'I was hit by a car.' I corrected her.

'Oh yes and who's fault was that?' She asked. Ashton raised his hand guilty as charged.

'I should've guessed it was Ashton.'

'Wait you know them?' I shouted.

'Um not personally.' She said.

'Give. Me. My. Glasses.' I said slowly. She handed them over and I slid the large rims onto my face as the world became very clear.

'Omg. You guys didn't tell me you were in that band that Iris is obsessed with!' I yelled as I recognized their faces from her computer screen.

'We thought you knew!' Michael said.

'How could I know if I couldn't see you?'

'We thought you would've recognized our accents.' Calum said.

'And you're obsessed with us?' Ashton teased standing up to see Iris. He was like 5 feet taller than her.

'I wouldn't say obsessed.' She said her face turning red.

'Oh yeah the word she used was 'inlove'.' I corrected myself embarrassing her further.

'Here's all your crap.' she said almost throwing the bag in my face. 'Excuse me but I have to goto class.' She said releasing herself from the embarrassing moment.

'Take me with you!' I shouted.

'Sorry no moving! Doctors orders.' Iris smirked as Ashton reached out thinking I was going to jump off the couch to tackle Iris.

'I hate you.' I said grumpily.

'Love you too!' She said as she readied herself to leave

I sighed. 'Would you help me to the bathroom so I can change first?' I asked not wanting to ask move of the boys let alone let them touch me again.

'Sure.'

'Calum can you wake up luke?' Ashton said walking into the kitchen.

'Fine. Mr. Grumpypants!' He called

~*~

'So iris, Calum nice don't you think?' I asked looking for a sign of her liking him.

'Yeah. He's cute too. She said handing me the sofee shorts she brought for me. I slid them on.

'Iris.'

'What?'

'They're too short! My scars are showing.' I said looking down. My eyes stung with tears.

'Here trade.' We switched shorts and the ones I was now wearing barely coved them and the 3/4 sleeved mickeymouse club shirt I was wearing didn't even make it to cover half of my scars.

'Ugh. This will be a long day.' I said as I thought of the questions the boys would ask me.

'Oh well. Think of it as therapy to help get rid of your physical contact fear. I shuddered at the thought that they carried me 5 times. It's all because of HIM. That's why I'm like this.

'Yeah I guess.' I said as I braided my hair into a low ponytail.

We walked out of the bathroom and back to the couch where Calum and Ashton were sitting on the table. They gave me a once over and their eyes saddened when they reached my arms but they didnt mention anything. A blond boy emerged from the kitchen area wearing an all time low Tshirt with plain blue pj pants.

'Here's your sweatshirt.' I said handing it back to Ashton with my arm that wasn't supported by Iris. I curled up on the couch again making sure to cover my arms.

'Who are they?' Mr. Blondie asked with no emotion in his voice.

'Luke, This is Brynn and Iris.' Answered Calum with a smile that wasn't returned.

'Why are they here?' He asked, a hint of disgust in his voice.

'Well I kinda hit Brynn with the car.' Ashton said.

'What the hell is wrong with you?' Luke asked his voice full of disgust.

'Hey leave him alone it was an accident!' I shouted at Luke causing him to turn his rage to me.

'Oh really?' He asked walking closer to the couch and looking down on me. I stood up ignoring the pain that rushed through my boy.

'Yes.'

'And am I supposed to believe that those are an accident?' He said pointing to my scars. 'Why should I believe you? You're probably just some idiotic girl who threw herself infront of that car to kill herself. And you know what? No one would care. You're a mistake you shouldn't be here you fatass.' Everyone was quiet, looking at Luke in fear.

I didn't realize it but my breathing became faster and painful, like I was drowning. My hand flew across his face as my vision blurred even with my glasses and black specks started to appear. All I could her was HIS voice.

~~Flashback~~

'You're worthless.' He said adding another cut with the razor blade.

'You're fat.'

'You're ugly.'

'No one likes you.'

'You should starve.'

'You should die.' He continued adding more and more slices to the once smooth skin on my arm.

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'Brynn.' Iris called softly. 'It's not real. He's not here. He left along time ago. You're safe. Don't listen to him. He's evil. Now goto sleep everything will be better.'

So that's what I did. And as the blackness consumed me, I thought how everything could get worse.