Two months ago I fucked up my relationship with Jack, and almost eight months ago I met him officially. We were now in November.
Two weeks ago we got to Vienna, I had a dressage competition in which I ended up being the runner-up, not bad considdering my mental state. We were leaving Vienna tomorrow and then move to Geneva, our last stop and then we would be back home.
I had had a shower and I was currently walking through a big, yet deserted shopping street in Vienna, but I couldn’t remember the name, too complicated for my brain to process. It was 12:32am right now and I just walking around with a half empty bottle in hand, when I heard a spanish male voice behind me.
“Oh, well, look who’s here” I froze and turned around slowly. Mikel only chuckled at my reaction. “Jesus, it’s been forever since we last saw each other! How come you’re not with that idiot who seems to not know how to dye his hair right?” he leaned against a streelamp, eyeing me with a devilish smirk. “Oh, wait, that’s right, you broke up” he stated smirking when he saw a hint of hurt in my eyes “I wonder why” he laughed.
I could only stare at him in shock. I wanted to slap him and run away but my legs seemed to be blocked because they were stuck to the ground. Mikel walked to me, his eyes darkening whilst he moved his arm around my waist and, forcefully, dragged me to an alley. I felt tears well up in my eyes when he turned me around and pushed me against the wall.
“Now, don’t cry or it’ll hurt more” he warned me, his eyes dark with violence. “And don’t bother screaming, although I love it when you scream” he smirked and leaned down to me a bit so we were at the same eye level.
“Right now, no Stella, no Oriol, no Ruben and no Jack Barakat are here to save you. Why? Because you’re not worth it. You are lucky I’m giving you my time and attention to show you how fucking worthless you are” he laughed. I started to shake and his grin grew wider. Then my sight went black for a second and I felt my face sting. He slapped me.
I tried to move away, but instead I cornered myself deeper into the alley. He smirked, never leaving his eyes from mine and punched me in the stomach.
“Mikel, please” I begged crying. He only laughed.
He kicked me behind my knees, making me fall on my knees, and I curled myself into a ball. He continued to kick me and punch me whilst I flinched to every blow.
I tried to ignore the pain, when he pulled me up so I was standing up again and continued hitting me, but this time it felt different.
I deserved every punch, every kick, I deserved it all. My muscles relaxed and I emotionally embraced every hit I got. They didn’t ease the pain I felt inside, only my metal friend could do that, but it was enough. I smiled a bit when I closed my eyes and suddenly I didn’t feel anything and my ears couldn’t hear anything.
I only felt my bones hit something, the ground probably and from there, I could only see black.

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I woke up in a comfortable couch and to the smell of Monster Energy in the air. I started to open my eyes when I felt a hand over my forehead.
“Guys! Guys! She’s moving!” someone called. When my eyes finally adjusted to the dim light I realized I was in a bus, but not in mine. Beside me I had Aaron Paul kneeled in front of me and next to him Alan Ashby. Wait, whaaat?
I sat up a bit too quickly and felt dizzy.
“Hey, hey, easy there, tiger” Alan winked at me.
“How are you feeling?” Aaron asked me concerned when I didn’t feel dizzy anymore.
Horrible, hurt, broken.
“Fine, actually. Just confused. Why- well, no- What I am doing here?” I asked looking around. Austin was leaning against the wall and staring at me with a frown. Oh, god, please, no. Please don’t tell me they-
“Well we were hanging out when drunk Tino had to puke and turned to an alley. When he finished, we looked over him and saw you against the wall at the back of the alley. You were unconcious with a bottle in hand, and we decided to take you here” Austin explained. I internally sighed in relief; they thought I passed out drunk and didn’t see a thing. Thank god.
“Oh, thanks. You didn’t really have to do that, although I’m thankful you did” I smiled at them. Alan smiled me back, but Austin and Aaron didn’t completely believe my smile.
“Hmm… How are you? We saw your break down on TV the other day and we wanted to call you but-“ Alan said, changing a bit the subject.
“Oh, I’m fine. I was just having a lot of things on my mind that day and I felt uneasy about the jumps” I explained. True.
The bus went quiet for a second when Austin sat beside me and turned to me.
“How are things with Jack? He told you guys broke up… It’s such a shame, you guys were really cute together…”
“Well, yeah, shit happens” I sighed. I didn't want to think about him right now.
“He said you cheated on him?” Aaron kind of asked me, standing up and sitting on the couch across me. Alan did the same, sitting next to him. I shook my head a bit.
“No” I said, then I thought about it and, a bit confused, I added, “well… not... exactly.”
“What does that even mean?” Alan raised an eyebrow. Just when he finished to asked me the question my phone rang.
“Hold on” I said. Oriol. Oh, saved by the bell. “Are you mad at me?” I asked.
“You have fifteen minutes to come here. You’re lucky you packed all your stuff yesterday, because if not I’d kill you”
“Don’t worry, I can do that by myself” I said the most honest, yet innocent way possible. He didn’t seem to notice.
“Yeah, whatever. You have fourteen minutes, I'm counting” he hung up.
I looked up and felt all eyes on me, some of them confused. Probably because when I talked to Oriol or any spanish person I spoke, well, spanish, unless it was a group talk in which someone talked english.
“Guys, I have to go, or Oriol will kill me” I joked. They smiled at me and I hugged them goodbye. As I stepped out of the bus I realized I was already in front of the equestrian center and I could see my bus from where I was standing. “Thankyou!” I singed a bit, earning a chuckle from the guys inside.
I ran to the bus and greeted everyone before sitting down on the couch by Ruben and pulled out my phone.
What a morning.

Notes

Just so you guys know in advance, once the competitions are finished, each chapter will be a day of the story unless I tell you otherwise.
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By the way, don't hate me, I've been a few chapters dragging Mikel along like he was about to do something and I had to tick him off my list. It was necessary.
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Title credit: Ultraviolence by Lana del Rey.