Forever Mine [L.P] *Sequel*

We were getting ready to leave pretty soon from the suite. It's been a few days since the incident and since I pressed charges on Dave. It was so hard to sleep, I literally could not be alone. Trying to nap even, I needed to be with someone. Zayn had to rock me to sleep the night it happened, and Harry had to keep his arms around me when I tried napping the next day. Of course, Liam was with me that night, making me feel better to sleep, but the PTSD is literally coming back to haunt me all over again.

"Kayla," I heard Louis on the other side of the bathroom door after he knocked.

"Come in. Careful, I'm behind the door." The door opened slowly as he stepped in. I was gathering all of our toiletries that we had set up since we had been in here for two weeks.

Louis walked in more and sat on the chair by the shower door. "I need to tell you something. You may wanna stop what you're doing." Doing as he said, I look up at him. What is this about?

"What's going on?"

Louis sighed like he didn't want to say it. But the words he brought out left me in shock. "Dave wants to go to court."

Ahh, lucky me. When I thought I couldn't see him again.

"For what?"

"He wants to prove he isn't guilty of what he did. He says that he was 'drunk' and was 'lost'." I rolled my eyes at that. How pathetic he is!

"Well, one that's just flat out retarded. Two, I don't really have that much proof other than the scratch," I said, rubbing the bandage on my neck. It was nearly healed, but Simon wanted a picture of the damage so we have it when it was fresh.

"Yeah. But Josh knows the bartender and he saw everything. We can try and get him to testify. And, the cameras caught it."

The cameras caught all that? I thought they were editing! "They saw that?" Louis nodded.

"Harry told them to not put it in the documentary, but Paul called them and told them to keep it so we can take that and show the judge if you decide to go on with this." I sighed again. A little bit relieved and a little bit stressed. I guess if we have all this proof now, what's the point.

"Alright, fine," I said.

There's a reason why I didn't want to go to court. I wanted him booked completely but he suddenly gets a say. I didn't want to go to court because that means we'd have to stay here for another few days, maybe another week, just to go to court. I have the situation with Mel that is practically still in the air. And the wedding planning for Liam and I. This was supposed to be our relaxing few months off so we could get married and have our honeymoon before we continued the album. It was summer so that's why we were taking these two months off.

"Alright, I'll let them know and we can get rolling." Louis pat my shoulder before leaving the bathroom and I just sat there thinking. Gosh, this can't be happening!

~°~

The plane ride back, the car drive home, not all of it was as relaxing as I wanted to be. Court was done and handled. And it was official. Dave was booked for physical abuse. Or violence. Means the same thing to me, but I don't even care. It was all handled and I won't be dealing with him for quite a long while.

After we got home, I took my bandage off my scratch to let it air out and heal. It looked better, but the night flashed at me. And I just knew something was gonna be off. And it still terrifies me.

My eyes began to fall and get heavier and heavier. I was glad we were finally home so I wasn't in that suite. I don't even want to fall asleep because I know what I'll see. And I know what I'll feel.