Chapter 17

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Vic's p.o.v

Poor Zoe her little girly sleepover got turned into guys night. I could tell she was upset but I didn't do anything about it, I just let her do her thing.

She had left 10 or so minutes ago, I heard the shower running but hadn't heard the movement in the water for some time now.

What was she doing, is she okay. I probably worry too much but she's my daughter I can't help it. Okay I'm being obsessive but I need to know she's okay.

I excuse myself and get up to get her.

I bang on the door, "hey... uh you okay in there ?". No answer. That worried me so I knocked again but still no answer.

I went back to the table, "uh Jaime can you come here please... I need your help with something". He seemed confused but followed me to the kitchen.

I grabbed his chubby tan arm and pulled him closer, "now I want you to kick the door off", I say in whisper pointing to the bathroom.

He seemed even more confused, "what why Vic can't you just open the door ?". "No Zoe locked herself in there and it's been a really long time and she's not answering me, please Jaime she could be dying in there".

He shook his head at me with a strange expression. I gave him the puppy dog eyes and he changed his look. He took a few steps back and gave it a smash but no luck. After several tries we realised something was covering the door. It was Zoe.

I heard a small moan coming from behind the door so I knot down next to it. "Zoe baby can you move way from the door so we can get you out", I pleaded. She groaned again and rolled across the floor. I moved so Jaime could try again to get the door open, he took a step back again and gave it one last kick. With that the door swung open.

There on the cold hard tiles lay my baby, with slits all up her arms bleeding and groaning in pain holding her sides. I ran to her and dropped to my knees once again. Jaime gasped in the background and by now we had attracted Tony and Casey (he's the drum tech).

Everybody was freaking out and running around by now when we needed to be getting Zoe help. Mike came and kneeled down next to me and picked her up gently. I got up and followed him as he took her down to the couch.

"Mike please don't leave, please stay here till she's okay again", he nodded and sat down next to me. I propped her up with a pillow I found on the floor then looked at Mike, "I need a face cloth, a bowel of water, bandages and a blanket". "Uh okay he said before toddling of to get my items.

I moved Zoe hair from her eyes and ran my finger through her hair, "Zoe please give me a signal your still alive". She flutters her eyes and coughs gasping for air, "dad help... me", her voice was corse and in whisper. Before I knew it she was gone again, "MIKE HURRY UP SHES WAS AWAKE BUT IM LOSING HER", I screamed as he came running with the supplies.

He lifting her from my hold and lay her down on the couch. First I had to wash out her cuts so she wouldn't get any infections. She winced at the touch of the cloth, "I know it hurts but we have to get you fixed up", I reassured her. Next I bandaged her arms, making sure they wouldn't come undone easily, so hopefully that would stop her from doing this again for a while. Lastly I lay her back down and place the blanket over her when she called out to me, "dad come lay with me". Her voice has coarse and whispery again.

I did as she asked laying down right to her and pulling some blanket over me but making sure she still has enough. She smile a sly smile before holding her stomach and groaning in pain again.

After not to long she drifted off to sleep, the guys wanted to play FIFA so I had to move her into her bunk. But hers was three bunks up and I didn't want her to fall out in the state she was in so I put her in mine which was only two up.

(A.N HEYA HOPE YOU GUYS ARE ENOJYING IT AND SORRY ITS TAKING ME SO LONG TO UPDATE •-•)

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