Piper's P.O.V
We all waited for Iris to wake up, but Ashton held her hand, and he seemed worried.
"I feel so guilty, I didn't hear her until a few minutes after she left for the toilets.." He said sadly, and I patted his shoulder.
"Ashton, it's okay. Plus, Iris is a very forgiving girl, she'll forget about it" I reassured him, and he forced a smile.
"You really think so?"
"I know so! I've known this girl for years, she'll totally forgive you!" I smiled at him, and he did the same, and we heard Iris groan.
"Ugh, my head hurts..." She mumbled, looking down at her bandaged wrist.
"Why is my hand in a bandage?" She asked confused, and I shrugged.
"I guess the guy messed up your wrist, the nurse said they're gonna put it in a cast when you wake up, after a cop asks you questions" I told her, and she nodded.
"I'll tell the nurse she's awake" Ashton said, and I nodded, and he got up and walked outside the room.
"...I'm in a hospital?? why? I only hit my head and- and hurt my throat and wrists." She said, furrowing her eye brows. She looked down at her hospital gown, felt her chest, then looked back up at me.
"Why dont I have a bra on??" She sounded panicked, making me laugh.
"The doctor only wanted to see if you got any more hurt" I told her, then she looked at Michael, Luke and Calum, and I guess she didnt know they were there, because her cheeks went red.
"Oh.. Hi" She awkwardly said, making them laugh. "Ugh, I feel so awkward.." She pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.
"Dont worry, when the doctor says you can leave, you'l get your clothes back" I chuckled, patting her leg then sat next to her on the bed.
"Some one is here to ask questions." Ashton said, and he was followed by a middle aged lady with navy blue pants with a badge on the belt, a white collard shirt and a black cardigan. She had short, brunette hair with was pinned back with a few bobby pins. She kinda reminded me of Detective Benson from Law and Order: SVU.
"Hi, Iris Fletcher?" She asked with a soft voice, and Iris nodded, sitting up.
"I'm detective Carter, I have a few questions for you about what happened." She said. After Iris nodded, the Detective continued to ask questions.
After she asked her questions and Iris answered, then Detective Carter left the room, replaced by the nurse. She unwrapped Iris' wrist, and it looked swollen and bruised. As the nurse checked it out, Iris winced and squeezed Ashton's hand.
After the nurse put her wrist in the cast, she gave Iris her clothes and said we can leave, and Ashton followed her so he could check us out. The boys left the room and Iris went to the bathroom. After a couple minutes, she came out in her skinny jeans and hoodie, then put on her boots. She handed the nurse her gown, and we left the room.
"So you alright?" I asked Iris as we walked down the hall to the stairs. We hate the elevator, so we went down the stairs.
"Yeah, I just don't wanna talk about it" She muttered, and I nodded, and we walked down the flight of stairs to see Luke, Calum and Michael waiting for us in the waiting room. We soon met up with Ashton, and we walked outside to my truck. Iris sat in the passenger seat, Ashton between us, and the others in the back.
To make Iris feel better and to get her mind off of what happened, I put in her CD that she made of her favorite songs, and she grinned when she first one played, which was 'Best of Me' by A Day to Remember (song to the side).
She started singing it, and apperantly only her and Michael knew it, because only he sung it with her. She turned it up very loud, and she seemed to have forgotten of what happened, and that made me happy.
When we got home, I made us dinner, Iris' favorite home-made chili that her dad makes. She had to help me make it, her dad used so many spices and sauces, I could never remember. After an hour of it making, we served and ate it.
"ugh, this is sooo good" Luke moaned, and Calum took a long sip of his soda.
"And spicy!" He breathed, blowing his cheeks out, making Iris laugh.
"My dad taught me how to make it when I was 7, then I a crying it was so hot, but now it's just the flavor" She smiled at the memory, followed by a frown.
"Anyway! I wanna watch White Chicks" She changed the subject, and Ashton looked confused.
"I havent seen that movie yet" He said, and Iris gasped.
"That's the best movie!" She laughed, and I turned the tv on and went to Netflix, chosing the movie.
The whole way through the movie, the guys were laughing their asses off, and I was with them. But Iris didn't really pay attention, she just zoned out at the empty bowls on the coffee table.
"Reese, you okay?" I asked her, and she looked up at me and nodded.
"Yeah... I'm just gonna go to bed... I have a head ache" She said, and I nodded as she got up and went up the stairs.
Iris' P.O.V
It felt like it took all of my strength to get up the stairs. I quickly went into my room, sat on my bed and let out a shaky breath.
I thought of every thing that happened. I felt scared to even think of it. I sat against my pillowed and brought my knees to my chest, but winced when my shoulder hurt. I went to my mirror and took off my hoodie, leaving me in a grey tank top.
The bruise looked worst. It kinda hurt to move my arm, and It reminded me of what happened that night, and I felt tears come to my eyes.
I never thought my dad would hit me. He used to help me when my sister and step brother teased and hit me, but he was just as bad. Ugh, It just made me remember my siblings.
Attempted rape.
Dad hitting me.
Only Biological sister bullying me.
What happened in seventh grade.
It all flooded back to me, making tears spill from my eyes. I looked down at my left, scarred wrist.
I couldn't help it. I looked under my old text book on my book shelf and took out my old razor. My hand was shaky, but I took it in the hand that had a cast. I quickly looked the door and sat against it with a towel in my lap.
I hesitated, but I put the cold piece of metal to my skin, sliding it across my wrist. I winced slightly, but I was used to it by now.
I did three long streaks, and blood slowly feel to the towel. It did that for about five minutes, and I carved a little 'x' over the side, making more blood fall, but of course it wasnt enough to make me bleed out.
I stayed there and watched my self bleed, until I finally heard a knock on the door, so I jumped up and wiped my wrist.
"Iris? You in here?" It was Ashton. I panicked, but make sure there wasnt anymore dried blood, and put my hoodir back on. I put the towel with my dirty clothes, making sure you couldnt see it.
"Hm?" I hummed, and I realized I didnt put the razor away, so I put it back under the book and let him in.
"Hey" He smiled at me, "You okay?"
"Yeah," I lied, "Im fine, just tired" I laid down in the bed under the covers, and Ashton turned off the light and came in next to me. I turned oveer and he pressed his chest to my back, wrapping his arms around my torso.
"Good night, Beautiful" He smiled, kissing my neck, making me feel guilt, making tears form in my eyes.
"Night..." I lightly said, and he fell asleep, leaving me with tears falling to my pillow.
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Would you guys hate me if I started cutting again? I wanna know, so comment what you would think :p
Welp, here ya go guys, hope you like my story <3 !
~Allie<3
