Days Past WDW

A Tough Disishon

After a few minutes of them trying to convince me I finally let the medical professional help me. Nothing was too bad. I have a lot of bruises and my ankle is twisted so I need to put a brace on it. But there's good news. I don't need to wear makeup anymore because I can blame the stairs for the bruise on my face. I apologised to the boys but they suspect something is wrong. It was really hard to tell Eben.

I actually slept that night maybe the pain made me sleep. But today I have the tough decision I have to make. Why Don't We are at the studio and me and Eben are just chilling. He was acting weird; he didn't want to leave me at the bus alone.

"Amm we need to talk." My brother says after the others leave.

"Ok." I say walking over to him. He is sitting on the couch on the back of the bus.

"What has been going on with you? You hate it when people touch you and you have a bruise on your face that I know is not from you falling down the stairs. You are really jumpy. I know you would never miss dancing on stage. So why weren't you there? And you don't sleep. Why did you run from the green room? You refused medical help after you fell down the stairs because you didn't want anyone touching you. This all makes no sense."

I crack. I can't keep it from him any longer. I tell him everything that happened and he just listened. I can see the sadness in his eyes and the anger at those guys.

"I'm so sorry I wish I was there to help you. Please don't go off on your own anymore." He says I can see he really wants to hug me but he is stopping himself. "Im so sorry." There's tears in both of our eyes and pain in our hearts.

"But what should I do? I need to call her back?" I ask.

After a moment of silence he responds. "What do you think?"

"I don't know. That's the problem. I want them to not be able to do it to anyone else but I don't want to be known as the person who got through this terrible accident. I don't want what happened to define me."

"Ok I think it seems like you're leaning more towards not putting your name on it. Also there's no guarantee it will go through. You could lose the case."

"Thank you for helping me." I touch him on the shoulder then run off to make the call. touching him on the shoulder was a big step but it wasn't too bad. I called her. "I don't want to put my name on it."

"Ok I understand." She says from the other line.

We keep talking and figure it all out. I'm so happy my brother helped me. I talked to him and he said he would talk to the boys for me because I just couldn't bring myself to tell them. He also won't tell them all of it.