Chapter 2

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Camila's POV

I saw Kate walking towards us on crutches with her head hung low.

"Kate, what did the doctor say?" I asked

"He, um said that I have a concussion, and a severely sprained ankle." She spoke quietly

"Is that all he said?" I questioned

"No, he also said no physical activity or anything and he also said to take it easy for the next to week. Also to change my head bandage twice a day." She stated

" Well then, um you can come back to the bus with us and sleep there tonight, or as long as you need." I said

"No, It's fine I'll just go to a hotel." She responded

"We are not sending an injured 15 year old to walk around New York alone looking for a hotel." Ally spoke up

We didn't wait for her to answer. Dinah walked over to her and scooped her up, while Lauren grabbed her crutches.
When we got in the van to ride back to the bus, I noticed her started to doze off. But every time she would fall asleep, she would snap herself out of it and try and watch us. Like keep an eye out.

"Kate you know your safe now. It's ok to sleep. We won't hurt you." I cooed to her

"I'm okay, I'm not tired." She stated groggily

"Really my little sister tries to pull that on me, I can see your tired. Just sleep."
I said to her

She just nodded and finally dozed off. When we arrived at the bus, this time Lauren picked her up. She's always been so good with kids. She's better with my little sister Sofia than I am. Anyway though, when we got out of the car there was a bunch of screaming fans which from how Kate bolted up in Lauren's arms must have scared the crap outta her.

Kate's POV

I don't really remember getting out of the van, but all I know is there was a lot of screaming and I bolted up. It was only their Harmonizers. Only to awaken in Lauren's arms. They know I can walk on the crutches right. I mean I'm not crippled. It's just weird to be treated so like nicely. I mean just the other day my father was beating me like usual.

Flashback

"Kate, why are you home late?!" He screamed

"Dad, It's only 10 minutes late!" I mistakenly yelled back

"Don't you ever answer me back you worthless price of garbage. It's your fault your mother's dead! You killed her! No one loves a killer. Understand!" He screamed at me

I felt the warm stream of tears flowing down my face. I tried to turn away to wipe them because I didn't want him to know he affected me. When I went to turn he grabbed me and said,

"You look at me when I speak!" He spat into my face

Next thing I new I felt a burning sensation go through my cheek. When I reached my hand to touch it, there was blood. He smacked me with his hand that he has that big ring on. He then pushed me into the door, causing the handle to dig into my back, making me whimper in pain. Once he pushed into the door I bounced back and fell to the ground. He kicked me in the stomach hard and walked away.

Flashback Over

"Kate?"

"Kate?"

I heard someone calling me snapping me out of my daze, thankfully so I didn't think about more of what's happened.

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