I was laying in my bed in the hotel room looking at the ceiling.
Slut
"What?"
You're a slut
"No I'm not"
Shut up, you don't deserve this life. None of the fans like you, they just need to like you so they can get to your dads...
"You shut up"
why don't you go fuck of bitch
"why don't you you're the one bothering me. The one who came in my mind."
I don't care GO!
The windows started opening and closing and the bedroom door opened and slammed shut. Wind started blowing and my blakets flew across the room. Nails pulled against the headboard.
I screamed.
STOP You don't deserve a life like this why don't you just kill yourself
I heard faint laughs.
I turned over so I was facing the bed. I pulled the pillow over my head kicking my feet against the matriss.
I screamed again. It all stopped.
I heard the door to the apartment open and in came Cam.
He came over to me and pulled the pillow off of my head.
"Skylar?"
"Cam" I faintly cried.
Cam picked me up and bought me to my dads room.
Ashton opened the door and he looked at me worry in his eyes.
He moved over so Cam could get in and put me on the couch.
My dad and the rest of the boys came running over to me asking what was wrong.
I shook my head and Cam told them what he heard and saw.
My dad picked me up and brought me to his room and I fell safely back to sleep