Gableen: The Back Row

(11)

Gabbie's POV:
I walk into the guest room and see it's only Colleen. A slightly relief hits me but not long before I realise it won't stay like this forever. I'm glad she offered me to sit next to her, I need to be close to her. "Hey are you ok Gabs, you feel dizzy?" She asks, I can't look at her or I'll break, It takes everything of me to not look into her eyes and tell her what happened, but I dread the consequence if I do. I begin to panic as people enter the room, but then relax to realise it's only Joey and Liza, they start talking, but my minds too loud to focus on the real voices. I hear Joey ask me something and I assume he's asking if I'm ok "yeah yeah, I'm ok" I reply, it feels like I'm underwater, I can't breathe. I feel a gentle hand caress my back, it's Colleen. I flinch from the feeling of someone else's touch, but soon trust into her. I hear new voices enter the room. The room starts to fade "Nice black eye" I hear a voice snarl, even though everyone sounds the same, I know it's Rachel. Her voice is intimidating, and sarcastic. I look up to Colleen, I'm my mind screaming for her to take the pain away, the relief from all this anxiety. The next thing I know I'm being dragged down the hall, by a feminine figure, I beg it's not Rachel. I feel myself get pushed into a closet, I accept my fate of being beaten up. I fall to the floor... suddenly I feel myself being consumed by a warm hug. It's Colleen, her distinctive touch makes me cry harder into her jumper. I've never felt so much relief, I sit for what feels like forever, thanking her over and over in my mind for numbing the pain. I feel so guilty for us ending up here "I'm sorry for ruining your last show Colleen" I say burying my head into her arm. "Don't be silly! You haven't and never will ruin my show" she says quietly to me, it makes me feel so much better, I finally have the courage to look up at her "Gab, I'm not going to force you to tell me anything you don't want to, but tonight your coming home with me so I can look after you, and I hope you'll tell me a bit more about what happened" I'm so thankful for everything she has done for me this past week. I feel so safe in her arms. I nod in return, I cant tell if I'll be able to tell her, I can't.
With this I feel her grasp my hand again, we head back for the lounge. I can't go back in there. I start to slow down and try resist walking. She turns around and I shake my head in hope she understands what I mean. She gives me a weak smile and guides me back to her car. "Stay here, I'll be back in a couple minutes" she straps me into the car. I smile in return and watch her disappear back into the building.