Could this work? (A Hometown Fanfic)

Why?

I woke up at 5:58 in the morning. I groaned and reached for my phone to shut my alarm off. As soon as I moved pain shot through my body. I gasped. I couldn't move, it hurt way to much. After a couple minutes my alarm went off and I tried again. I hurt just as much but I managed to grab my phone and press cancel on the alarm. I texted Gem and told her to go to the motel because I couldn't really move. She obliged and asked me what was wrong. I simply just told her she would see.

I tried to fully get up but the pain was so bad I screamed and fell back which caused me to scream again. All of the sudden it hurt to breath and my heart starting beating rapidly. I didn't know what was happening until I realised I was having a panic attack. I used to get these a lot when I was a kid, it usually happened after my parents beat me, or after a nightmare. My first panic attack didn't end so well on my part. I ended up in a ball for 3 hours not being able to breath properly. I was 8 years old and I honestly thought I was going to die. After the third hour I finally calmed down, I don't know how but I did. After that, my panic attacks lasted less time. After a few times I learned that I just had to breath. So that's what I did.

After 2 minutes of breathing heavily, I was ok. I started getting up slowly, the pain was bad, but it was bearable. It took me 10 minutes to get to he bathroom. I hadn't seen myself since yesterday and let me tell you, I looked horrendous. I had two black eyes, multiple hand marks bruised onto my face. I had cuts everywhere. I looked at myself and I wanted to be sick. I looked disgusting.

I took a look at my stomach, I had been having pains near my ribs, I saw that almost my entire stomach was purple and blue. Well no more crop tops for me. My arms and legs were the same, some spots worse than others. Thankfully I had a long sleeve and jeans on so you could only see my face. I figured the girls would find out anyways and I'll make sure they won't tell the boys. I still don't know if I'll go back on the tour, they leave tomorrow and I might just take a different flight.

There was a rhythm of knocks on the door and I knew it was Amie, she always knocked to the beat of a song. I reluctantly limped to the door. I contemplated on opening it for the longest time. Since I didn't have the strength, I just unlocked and walked my way back to the bed. I wanted to cry because of how bad everything hurt, just as I sat on the bed the girls came in. Zoey came in last and locked the door.

She turned around and gasped.

"What the he-"

"I ran into them. THEY are in jail for life. But they also beat me up in an alley, I had to go to the hospital and they didn't see anything wrong, I think I have to go back tomorrow for tests though, all they saw was massive bleeding and bruising along with many pulled muscles. I had a panic attack this morning because I couldn't get up. I was going to go to the park but I couldn't move that much..." I explained the rest, I didn't know I was in tears until Zoey came over and lightly hugged my shoulders. It hurt but I was happy they cared.

"Oh my god Kate I'm so sorry!!! This is al my fault, I shouldn't have let you leave" Gem cried. She apologised and I just forgave her because we were basically sisters, same with Amie and Zoey.

It took me a while to calm down when Amie got a text. It was Cian. He was wondering where they were and where I was. I told her to tex think the address of the motel and to bring they boys if he wants. She obliged and texted him. A few seconds later her phone dinged.

"Cian is coming over with all the boys, except Bren. He said he was busy." She announced. I looked down with tears in my eyes once again. I didn't care anymore, I didn't care about Brendan and I didn't care about crying. I felt a tear leak out and then another until I was silently sobbing, my body shook which caused me to cry harder. Everything that could possibly hurt right now, was hurting. Including my heart. Brendan didn't care about me, and I don't know what I did.