I'll never forgot you

Scars make me feel ugly

Ari

I was making my bed which I was not planning on sharing with Ashton. It was a tight squeeze enough and I wanted to prove I was pissed off.

I shoved my case under one of the bunks before leaving to go for a walk.

Walking was okay, I mean, I'm not the fittest but I need to stay in shape for Ashton. He stays fit for many reasons but he always says 'these abs, there for you.'

As I walked around the corner I saw a young girl on the floor with a group of girls around her laughing and throwing punches at her.

Bullies, I hate them like everyone else. They wouldn't carry on if they knew the consequences.

"Oi!" I yelled making my way over to them. "Leave her alone."

When I got there the girls just laughed and threw more kicks at the young girl bleeding and crying silently.

I grabbed one by the scruff of there neck and pulled them off her as she fell and landed on her back.

"I. Said. Back. Off." I stated clearly.

The girl on the floor looked up at me and the girls surrounded me.

"Okay," I put my hands up. "Let me get this girl to hospital and I won't say I saw anything."

One girl spoke up, "do you expect us to believe that skank!?"

"Hey! I'm trying to help you as much as her. So go, I'm calling the police and ambulance."

I pulled my phone out and when I went to unlock it, it was thrown away from me and smashed on the floor. Then the girl crying in pain stood up laughing before punching me in the face.

I fell backwards and hissed, "a scam?"

Then a kick was thrown at my ribs before more attacks were thrown at me.

//

Sirens were all I heard next. I was leant against a tree with a women in her 30s staring at me and trying to wake me up.

"Darling, can you hear me?"

I grunted and then went to move when her hands grabbed my wrists. "Don't move sweetie, they've cut your leg with a knife."

Holy shit, those fuckers.

"Ashton?" I mumbled.

The lady picked up my phone, "do you want me too call him? Your phone still works but I can't get in."

I held up my fingers 7...7...9...4. She logged in and held her phone to her ear.

"Hello, this is Judy."

Ashton

"Who's Judy? Why are you on my fiancées phone?" I asked panicked.

"I found her on the floor beat up, she also has a slash wound on her leg, I have pressure on it and the ambulance is just arriving. You need to go to the hospital when you can, she's asking for you."

I hung up quickly before grabbing my shoes and car keys. They were one of the security guards but I knew he wouldn't mind.

"Man? Where you going?" Michael asked as Gina appeared from the bathroom.

"Same place your going, hospital. Ari has been beaten up."

//

Ari

"This is Ari Clifford, she's 24 and has suspected broken ribs, broken wrist and collarbone. She also has a large knife wound on her leg, possible infection as used an old knife."

I was lifted from a stretcher to a bed. I looked around me and saw two doctors and three nurses.

"Police will need to interview her after she's stabilised. Her partner has been informed."

//

"Hello Ari, I am doctor Mac. Are the painkillers working?"

I nodded, "thank you."

"Your partner is here with your brother, do you want them to come in?"

I nodded and she disappeared out the door. Then a worried Ashton ran in and came to my side.

"What fucking happened?" He asked kissing me hard.

I smiled weakly, "I was scammed."

"I hate that everything bad happens to you." He mumbled. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry we argued."

I laughed but stopped when it hurt, "we didn't argue, I argued with mike."

Michael looked at me and shook his head, "I was just being honest Ari."

"I know," I huffed and looked down. "It's just, Ashton was right. Me and Edward, we were a fake couple. I put all I had into a wedding I didn't even want. Now I'm getting married to a man I want and I've done it all."

Michael looked down, "no. I'm sorry Ari, you're fine."

//

I woke up and felt Ashton's head on my legs. I laughed and then hissed making Ashton wake up.

"What's up? Are you okay?" He panicked.

"Babe, I'm in hospital. Don't worry, why are you still here?"

He rubbed his eyes and stretched. "I'm not leaving you here."

"It's fine baby, they'll kick you out soon anyway." I smiled.

"I'll sleep on that bed there, they said I could."

I looked to where he pointed, "no way. That is just a rock. Go to a nice bed Ashton."

"Its never nice without you in it." He muttered grabbing my hand.

I looked down at my leg, "well, I'm all scarred and it won't go down for years. You won't want me now."

Ashton's face saddened and he stood up grabbing my face, "are you serious? You're flawless with or without scars. I can't believe you think so little of me."

"I don't, it's just, I'm ugly now."

He shook his head, "you are far from ugly. I love you."

That's all I wanted to hear. The simple words of love.

Then I began crying, "why are you crying?"

"Because I'll never be good enough. I'll never be seen as ideal for you. I'll never be now even if I did lose weight."

"Are you going back down that path again babe?" He asked.

The path of depression.

"No," I lied. "Please just go home. I don't want you to see me so upset. I'll call you later."

He looked defeated but he nodded leaving me laying in bed feeling like shit and broken.