Cleo's POV

It all happened so fast...this was supposed to be the best night ever. We just finished a double header and were about to hit the next hotel. But things don't always go according to plan. Here I was sitting in ER getting stitches in my forehead. "Where's my boyfriend! Has anyone seen Drew?" I screamed as Tori held my hand.

"Alex is looking for him. You're okay. You're going to be okay." she kept saying to me in as calm a voice as she could. But I didn't believe her. All I wanted was Drew and I knew exactly where he was. I know I should've told him about my past...what happened right before we met. But my past was my past for a reason. It's funny how the ghosts from our past creep their way into our present to continue to haunt us.

Six Hours Earlier:

"Smile for the camera baby" Drew said as he walked off the stage, he loved taking pictures of me working. He said it was hot. But nothing was hot about the sweat dripping off my forehead and my frizzy hair from the humidity backstage. Still he loved me anyway. We were about to head back on the plane to hit the hotel a little earlier then planned, when Drew spotted this bar.

"Come on you deserve the break Drewski." I said as we all walked in together. Alex, Tori, Drew and I all sat at the bar. While Clancy and Rory laid low at one of the tables in the back.

"I'm obsessed with that song Paris." I said as we took tequila shots.

"It's for you, it's the story of how we made it through the impossible. Paris isn't actually Paris you know. It's like a state of mind. Being so in love with someone you lose yourself in that happiness. Like looking at the Effiel Tower in Paris. You lose yourself in it's magic. This is a long shot because you're the behind the scenes girl...but." Drew stuttered.

"Taggart don't!" I said making him laugh.

"Come on..I don't want another girl to play you in the music video. It's about us so shouldn't we both me in it?" he smirked at me.

"Okay so you have a point...I don't really want another girl making out with you." I said biting my lip.

"Alright it's settled...in two weeks when we're in Paris. It's on." he said as we kissed on it. But it would be months before we actually ended up filming it.

"Well well well...look whose here." an eerily familiar voice said from behind me. I turned to face him.

"Brad? What are you doing here." I said trying not to stutter. I hadn't seen him since that night. And I never thought I'd have to see him again.

"Cleo..it's been a while." he smirked at me. It made me nauseous to be this close to him after...what he did to me.

"Um...I'm Drew nice to meet you." Drew said budding in. Fuck I never told Drew about him.

"Oh you're Cleo's boyfriend. Ha I'm the ex. I'm sure you've heard a lot about me." he smiled.

"Uh no actually not a word." Drew said looking back at me awkwardly.

"Drew we have to go now." I said looking at him.

"No come on Cleo...you don't leave you just got here." Brad said back to me. "We have so much to catch up on. What's it like to be a tour groupie." he said insulting me. Immediately Drew came to my rescue.

"She's not in the slightest. She does more physical work for this tour then both Alex and I combine. And we are the tour." Drew said grabbing my hand behind my back.

"Um I don't feel very well, excuse me." I said as I darted towards the bathroom. I couldn't breath, I felt like all the air had been taken from my body. I was as white as a ghost. I stood there in front of the sink splashing water on my face. I rubbed my wrists as war flashbacks hit me like a car.

"Slut, whore, bitch....you're worthless. Who is going to love you after this. Either you stay with me or you end up alone. Stop crying little bitch. You're getting blood all over my loafers." His voice echoed in my head. I remembered that night too well. I collapsed against the bathroom wall sobbing now. Trapped in my own head. When I heard the door open.

"Cleo" I heard my name but not the voice. Everything was foggy as I watched my life like a movie. You can try to forget all you want, and I almost had but seeing his face brought it all back. Every single detail.

"No please don't touch me!" I sobbed as I felt the sleeves of Drew's sweatshirt embrace me.

"Baby?" he said as my vision steadied.

"I have..to...I have to tell you something." I stuttered as he wiped my face with a tissue.

"Okay.." he said bracing himself as he sat down next to me and grabbed my hand. He didn't even care that he had just walked into the women's bathroom. All he cared about was me.

"Drew before I met you that night at the concert..I was seeing Brad. We had been dating for a while. He was the president of one of the Frats in my college. So every girl wanted him but for some reason he went after me. Now I know why, he knew I was weak." I stuttered.

"It's okay baby...keep going." Drew said as he began to braid my hair.

"He seemed nice at first, then when he brought me out he had this other side to him. He would get jealous and physical. We were a month into dating when he hit me the first time." I said as Drew stared at me wide eyed and shocked. "He apologized he even bought me a bracelet to make up for it. He said he had a temper while drinking and I was making him jealous while talking to another guy. I even apologized to him for him having to hit me. He made me think I caused it myself. It wasn't till the 5th month where things got really bad." I said trying to swallow. "He pulled my hair down the steps of his frat house and threw me into the wall for having another boy walk in on me while I was in the bathroom. I locked the door, the kid used a key to get in and I freaked out and ran." I said thinking I needed to plead my case to Drew.

"Cleo stop thinking any of this was your fault. You don't owe an explanation for any of your actions." he said as I leaned my head on his shoulder. I continued the story.

"He said everyone thought I was slut and he was doing me a favor by dating me. I tried to break up with him after that. The last incident...put me in the hospital and got him expelled from our college. I still have the scars." I said as I lifted up my shirt. "He pushed me down the steps of the frat house when I came to tell him we were done and to stop trying to talk to me. Then when I hit the bottom he ran down and kicked me in the stomach. I broke all my ribs. Dislocated a disk in my back and shattered my knee cap. Those tickets I got to that concert where we met...was a get well present from my parents." I said as I pulled up the bottom of my tee shirt dress to reveal the scars on my knee. Drew ran his fingers over them.

"I can't believe I've never...seen these before. Why didn't you tell me..actually no you didn't have to. Cleo I'm so sorry....no one will ever put their hands on you as long as I'm alive. I want to go back in there and knock that kid the fuck out. You are so beautiful and so precious I can't imagine someone putting their hands on you. How..how can I help you through this?" He asked holding my hands.

"I..I saw a therapist for a while. It helped...I'm working towards it but my past keeps finding ways to haunt me again. He said he knew we just got here Drew. Yet he wasn't sitting there when we walked in. I'm scared he's following me. He used to do that." I cried.

"We have to get you out of here now. I want out of this state right now." Drew said as he put his sweatshirt on me. He grabbed my hand and lead me out of the bathroom. I put the hood to his sweatshirt up so Brad couldn't see me leave. But he spotted us before Drew had time to get us out of there. It all happened so fast. I just remember the sound the beer bottle made as it crashed into my forehead. Shards of glass were sticking out of my skin. Blood was everywhere. I was sobbing as Drew went after Brad. Tori got me out of there before I could see anything.

Present:

Now I was sitting in the ER in Drew's white blood spattered sweatshirt, sobbing. "Tori please find Drew." I cried as the nurse pulled another piece of glass out of my forehead.

"Alex is trying C...don't worry." Tori sighed as she held my hand.

"Thanks." I sniffed.

"For what?" she asked.

For becoming my best friend Tori. You're literally like my sister. I don't know what I would do without you." I said smiling at her.

"You'd be sitting in jail next to those two idiots." she joked trying to make me laugh. It worked, Tori always knew how to make me laugh. She was perfect for Alex.

"Where's my other girlfriend!" Alex yelled as he ran down the hallway. Tori pulled him into the corner they had me in. "There she is!" he joked as Tori pretended to pout.

"Where is you're boyfriend." she asked him as serious as she could be.

"Well thanks to me...he's not in jail. He's just cleaning up and bringing you clothes." he said to me. "That was wild through, I've never seen our little Drew throw hands like that. Why the hell would that kid just start cursing you out and throw a bottle at you like that? How drunk and faded do you have to be to do that? He could've really hurt you." Alex said.

"He knew me that's why he did it. He knew me, we used to date and he hates me because I kind of got him thrown out of my college. He wanted to really hurt me like he had before. So this was his way of getting revenge I guess. But the bottle sort of bounced off Drew's sweatshirt hood so it didn't directly hit my skull. I don't have a concussion. I just really want Drew." I said as Alex and Tori stood there horrified.

"Drew knew?" Alex asked.

"I just told him maybe ten minutes before this happened." I sighed.

"Oh my god. I'm so fucking sorry Cleo...I had no idea." Alex said.

"Anytime you ever want to talk...literally anytime. I'm here. We can do a spa day....do our hair. Anything." Tori said as she hugged me. Alex couldn't help but take a picture for his instagram.

@ alexpall : Introducing the newest member of the squad....Tori my beautiful girlfriend. She's got a heart of gold and an obsession with golden retrievers.

"Alex that's adorable!" I said trying to shake off the last two hours. Tori looked at him and smiled.

"Alright now one for mine." she said as she made Alex snap a picture of us hugging for her instagram.

@ toriwoodward: When you boyfriend's best friend's girlfriend is also your best friend. Love you Cleo...say that sentence 5 times.

"You two are made for each other." I laughed as I heard running down the hall. It had to be Drew, judging by how clearly I could hear his music coming from his headphones. As he got closer, Alex grabbed him and brought him over to me. He picked me up in his arms and kissed me.

"Thank god." he whispered into my lips that were still touching his.

"I love you." I whispered back.

"I love you more" he said as he let go. We sat there all night till I was cleared to go then it was back to the plane. Onto another tour spot like it never happened. But trust me no one was acting that way. This wasn't a night we could forget no matter how hard we tried.