Combat Boots ( A 5SOS fan fiction)(ON HOLD)

Chapter 7

Blood. Everywhere. HER blood. MY blood. I looked over she seemed to be unconscious, so I thought. "Mom?" I called fear lacing my voice "Mom?" I repeated. I reached over to her and grabbed her arm, my eyes widened at how cold her skin was. I started shaking her "Mom?" I could hear the distant sound of an ambulance. She wouldn't wake up. "MOM!?" "MOM PLEEASE!" I sobbed. Everything was starting to go dark. "MOM!" "MOM!" I yelled but all I saw was black. "Tori!" a voice yelled. "Mom?" I asked. "Tori!" "Mom where are you?". Everything went silent.

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My mind was reeling when a familiar voice yelled "Tori!" I opened my eyes to see a wide eyed Ashton sitting on my bed and the rest of the boys standing right behind him. I didn't realize I was crying until I tried to rub the sleep from my eyes and felt the tear tracks there. It was also very difficult for me to breath. I looked at the boys wide eyed before I started to cry. They all stood there shocked until Ashton crawled in my bed and embraced me in a conforting hug, "You guys should leave" I heard him say, I heard some complaints but Ashton's order was followed. I heard the door open, footsteps of people leaving my room, I heard the last person leave my room stop for a couple of seconds then continue on to close the door.

Calum P.O.V

I woke up to the sound of someone screaming. I looked over at the time to see it was 3 AM. I .realized that the screams were coming from Tori's room across the hallway. I quickly got out of bed and out of my room just in time to see 3 other band mates rush out of their rooms with panicked expressions probably reflecting mine. Ashton was the first to get to her room.(Weird considering I was the one closest to her room) She was trashing in her sleep, screaming for her mom, tears going down her face. She was desperately tossing and turning, yelling and crying. It was so heartbreaking to see her like this. We were just standing there clueless as of what to do "Ashton you have to wake her up" Luke said anxiety lacing his voice.

Ashton nodded and moved to stand at the edge of her bed. He reached out to her, hesitated a little but gently shook her, she stopped moving for a split second her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion then she continued tossing and turning. Ashton started to shake her shoulder lightly and calling her name, she stopped tossing around. However she kept calling her mom and asking where she was while grabbing fistfuls of blanket. Ashton called out her name once more before she woke up, she was practically panting. She gazed at us with this look of....shame. Tori went to rub her eyes and realization crossed her face. She stared at her hands before she started sobbing. Michael, Luke, and I stood there dumbfounded while Ashton hugged her, hiding her face from us. He looked at us seriously and said "You guys should leave." We all shook our heads and mumbled protests but Ashton said no with finality. We all slowly walked towards the door and then to our rooms. No more sounds came from Tori's room. I had a hard time falling asleep but finally fatigue took over and I closed my eyes.

*Billy Bob*

(Billy Bob will come in once in a while to give his opinion, tell the story from 3rd person P.O.V and whatnot)

That night all the band members fell into an uneasy sleep--they were all worried about Tori--they all wondered what happened to her to cause such nightmares. They didn't know much about her, other that she was American and little things like her favorite foods.

Ashton was, of course, the last one to fall asleep. He had finally gotten Tori to calm down and he now had his arms wrapped around her. He knew what he was getting into when he begged his parents to let her stay with the band instead of them. He knew about the night terrors, the social worker said Tori hadn't had them for a while though. He wasn't sure what the lads thought. In a way he hoped they wouldn't think differently of Tori because of that night.

Even with all these different thoughts going through his mind, he finally gave into sleep.

Tori of course couldn't fall back asleep even though she felt safe with Ashton. She couldn't believe that the nightmares had come back--they had gone away, it took a while but they went away--this of course angered her. She was angry at herself. Angry that she wasn't strong enough. Angry that the boys saw her at her weakest. She knew they were probably going to send her back to America, back to John and Linda. She decided there was nothing she could do about it, so she thought of being able to see Mary and Albert again, this thought comforted her enough for her to fall into a light sleep.

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The Next Morning

I woke up to the familiar sound of clattering and banging. I opened my eyes and for a second I almost forgot the happenings of the night before. I laid there thinking of the things I would do once they sent me back to America. Going back to the Morrison's (John and Linda) was something I wasn't happy about, but being able to go back to the warmth and loving house of the McCormick's (Mary & Albert) made up for it. I finally decided to suck it up and face the boys because one, I was hungry and two, we had to make the arrangements for my trip back.

I put on my fuzzy bunny slippers and calmly walked to the kitchen. There they sat, the four boys that I'll never get to properly know, eating vegimite on toast. I took a deep breath and walked towards them with my head held high. When I reached the entrance to the kitchen I said a simple "Good morning" and went straight for the cabinet looking for the poptarts. They responded with a good morning as well. I quietly waited for my poptarts to be ready with my back facing them while they sat quietly munching on their toast. I couldn't have been more relieved when they popped out of the toaster "I'm eating in my room" I said while pouring orange juice in a cup. "Why won't you eat breakfast with us?" I heard one of them ask with hesitation evident in his voice, I'm pretty sure it was Cal. I turned around to see all four of them starring waiting for my answer.

"I'm working on something important, sorry" I said lying to his face.

"What is it?" he asked cautiously.

"A new painting" I said with a forced smiled and quickly leaving the kitchen before they could ask any more questions. I felt terrible for lying but I felt odd knowing they saw me so vulnerable the night before. I'll need some time to think of what to say to them before they send me back to America. *How do you know they're sending you back?* My annoying conscience said.

*Well because they know I have issues.*

*So? That doesn't mean they're just going to send you away*

*I really need to stop talking to myself like this*

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Well there it is, Chapter 7! I know it's not a lot but I felt bad for not posting in so long. I promise Chapter 8 will be longer. So I posted for the people that took the time to read my little story :D

Thanks guys! I'll try to update again as soon as I can.

-camixox