Scars (Luke Hemmings)

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Brynn's POV

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i ignored his statement. 'This is the womens' room!' i whisper yelled at him.

'So...' he challenged. This boy is getting on my nerves.

'You're a guy!'

'That doesn't matter. I'm here because of you.' the silence that followed was unsettling.

'Im fine.' i snapped after a few seconds.

'No you're not.' he said taking a step forward. i gasped and leaned as far back away from him as i could. hurt flashed in his eyes before it was replaced with frustration.

'God damnit Brynn!' he yellled. I watched as he ran his hand through his blond hair. As much i hate to admit it, i kinda wished it was my hand.

i whimpered. He watched me as i looked for a way out.

'Brynn, im sorry.'

i couldnt breathe. my vision started to blur. 'Brynn!' i felt myself start to fall when muscular arms laced themselves around my waist. i felt my throat start to close. i squeezed my eyes shut as tears started to pour down my cheeks. i despirately tried to gasp for air. Luke took my hands and raised them above my head.

'Brynn calm down.' he said soothingly. my erratic heart beat started slowing as air finnaly found its way into my lungs. my body felt weak.

Luke gathered my body in his arms and stood up. he leaned me agianst the sink and backed away.

i turned around and looked at myself in the mirror. My face was pale and my eyes were bloodshed. i noticed the sunken look in my eyes and saw how thin i was getting. i was disgusted. I promised id never let a man make me do this again. i looked down and furiously tried to rub away my scars. tears stained my face once more.

i was suddenly turned around and was gazing into deep blue eyes. my hands were torn away from my arms and clutched in Lukes.

'Stop. You're going to hurt youself even more.'

'Why the fuck do you care?!' i yelled yanking my hands out of his. i shoved him away and pulled down my sleeves. i rushed out of the bathroom and ran out to the bus.

'Brynn are you okay?' Harry asked as he reached towards me. i jumped away and slammed my back against the side of the bus. he took a step towards me when all of the sudden Louis was shielding me from him.

'get on the bus harry.' Louis said coldly. i felt someone touch my arm and turned to see iris by my side. i immediately embraced her and cried on her shoulder.

'Shh, Brynn its okay.' She whispered. i released her wiped my eyes. we walked on the bus and went into the bathroom. i looked in the mirror and pulled out my contacts. Gross, i know, but it hurts to cry in them. i pulled out my glasses and put them on.

i turned and saw iris was watching me.

'We're going back to how we were before.' she mumbled as she rolled her sleeves up. i saw her arms were red like mine, due to us trying to wipe away the memories. they make us feel dirty and worthless.

'I know.' i reached into my cosmetic bag and pulled out our scar cream and some cover-up. i took a wash cloth and wet it. we dabbed our arms, the cool water soothing the irritated skin. we then applied the ointment and the concealer.

when we walked out the boys were waiting, Liam and zayn eyeing us suspiciously. we walked to the back couch and looked out the window as the bus started driving to the hotel. Their eyes burned into our backs the whole ride there.