SCREAM

3

Ashleys POV
  "Ash I'm starting the shower for you. Grab some comfy clothes to put on after." Luke said, kissing my on the forehead. I nodded, looking down at my feet and walking to my room. My house is always empty, my dads only in town for about a week, every six months. He doesn't give two shits about me, he lives with his 22 year old aspiring Instagram model girlfriend in LA. If I'm being honest, I get lucky to get those two visits a year.
  I picked out a t shirt and pair of flowy shorts, and headed up to the bathroom.
  "I'll be waiting downstairs, unless you feel safer if I'm closer."
  "Wherever is fine, thank you sweetheart." I answered, starting to take my shower.
I first washed me hair, several times. I felt disgusting. I wanted to cut all my hair off, but of course I didn't. Once I was done washing my hair I washed my body, still feeling gross. While I washed my body I heard what sounded like three pebbles hitting the window above my head. I knew it had to be pebbles or something similar to that, considering I was on an upper level floor. I tried to look out the window but it was extremely hard to see through. The window was foggy from the smoke of the shower, plus it's purposefully hard to see in and out of.
Then a much larger rock went through the window. It hit the side of my head before crashing to the ground. I started to get out of the shower, dizzily putting a robe on.
"Ashley! Are you alright?" I heard from the other side to the door. I opened it to see Luke already standing there, worried as could be.
"Oh my god what happened?" Luke pulled me closer to examine my head.
"A rock, the window," I tried to explain, but I felt myself slip into a darkness.

I woke up to hear the four boys talking above me. My eyes didn't open yet, I just sat and listened.
"Do I take her to the hospital?" Luke's voice rang through my ears.
"No no, that's like weird." Michael responded.
"Who the fuck invited Michael, your no help." Luke snapped.
"Sorry," Michael mumbled.
"I say we take her to the hospital, just to be safe, and call the police. This could be the ghost face guy." Ashton said.
"Wait like the ghost face in freshman year?" Michael asked.
"Yea," Calum said.
They kept discussing and Luke brought up a good point.
"The issue is her dads in LA, he's never here. Doctors and police will for sure question where he is. Plus like police will want to interview her like crazy, and she's obviously shooken up."
"Okay okay, Luke take her to the hospital, say she fell in the shower and that her fathers out of town. We'll stay back and clean up, and should she stay with someone for tonight." Ashton planned, being the most responsible of the four.
"She'll stay with me." Luke said, as if it was no question.
"Luke let's have her stay with Stacy. I get your scared but you're gonna drive her insane if you don't give her any space," Calum suggested "And you can stay with me luke." He added on.
I groaned as a very strong pain hit my head.
"Ash, hey we're going to the hospital," Luke explained, trying to get me up. He stood me up and I started to collapse.
"Calum help me!" Luke said, not wanting me to get more hurt.
"I'll come with to the hospital. Ash call Stacy, just catch her up on all of this." Calum yelled to Ashton as we left the house.

At the hospital they questioned Luke severely, but they didn't talk to me much, I was pretty out of it. It felt like the room was spinning, and I could barley keep my eyes open. My eyes started to close when I felt someone hold my hand. I opened them up to see Calum.
"Hey sweetie, you're going to have to get two stitches. We were gonna have you stay with Stacy, but considering how severe this is, Luke is taking off school tomorrow and help take care of you." Calum explained.
"Where's Luke?"
"He's getting questioned still, about who fucking knows what." Before I could respond two doctors walked in the room.
"Okay hun, it's time to get your stitches. It's only two, nothing to scary." A girl explained. The stitches had to go into the front of my head, a little above my forehead.