a/n I FINALLY UPDATED AFTER LIKE FOREVER I AM EterNALLY SORRY I WAS SO DAMN BUSY ILY GUYS
//Luke//
After being dragged kicking and screaming down the corridor we finally reached a door which the woman didn't hesitate to open and throw us into the same room that we had been tortured in. I shivered at the memory as the woman chained us down to the floor, my wrists burning from the cold metal hand cuffs. She then walked, heels clicking, to in front of her desk where a chalk board stood, her hand grabbing some chalk and writing something on the board.
Vicarious Help System.
"What does that me-" Ashton started but she cut him off.
"No talking until I am finished," she snapped, "the vicarious help system. What this means is- actually..." she paused, slowly walking around to the back of the room to the cupboard. We both knew what was in there and I bit my lip nervously at Ashton. She hummed before selecting one of the whips, her heels clicking on the slated floor as she walked over to Ashton.
"Please don-" I screeched as the whip connected with his back, and a few seconds later, a scream ripped through my body as a paralysing pain shot through my back.
"What just hap-happened?" Ashton whimpered, tears filling his eyes as he locked vision with me, my arms shaking as I looked expectantly at the woman who still hadn't told us her name.
"So when Ashton gets hurt, Luke gets hurt too and vice versa," she folded her arms over her chest and smiled proudly at us.
"But- But wh- how does this help anyone?" Ashton screeched, frustratedly struggling against the handcuffs, "fuck, Luke babe are you okay?" he breathed, his face twisting as he tried to restrain from crying.
"It's the cure, Ashton," the woman said as if it was obvious, "through the power of balance, you share out the emotional and physical pain until eventually the schizophrenic type spells will be barely noticeable."
"Bullshit," Ashton blurted, "I- why would I want Luke to suffer I don't-"
"Please shut up or I will whip you again," she rolled her eyes.
"Go ahead- wait no don't, I..." Ashton's eyebrows knotted together in confusion.
"Back to your cells. And remember, anything that happens to one of you, happens to the other." she clicked her fingers and a guard entered to drag us back to the cell.
"A-Ashton I'm scared," I blurted as the guard closed the metal door.
"Me too- I mean- fuck this is so frustrating," Ashton ran his fingers through his hair, "you realise what this means? It means that if I get another... fit... you get one too. You don't deserve that, a-and if I die, that means that you-"
"I love you," I blurted and connecting our lips, shoving my tongue into his mouth to stop him from talking because I was so scared.
"I lo-y-too," he mumbled, lips still locked against mine, "princess I do love you, so so much. Whatever happens, I'm here by your side." Ashton pulled away and spoke in a breathy voice, my heart melting.
"I love you," I said in reply.
"If we're gonna do anything we might as well just fuck," Ashton shrugged.
"The 1975," I smirked, "okay, Daddy, fuck me." I bit my lip and pushed him backwards.
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SO SO SORRY IT TOOK ME SO LONG TO IPDATE I HAVE LEGIT BEEN SO STRESSED BC I GOT A JOB ND YEA ANYWAYS ILY GUYS GO CHECK OUT MY NEW MUKE STORY LOATHE K BYE
~Teddy
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Psycho (lashton)✔
FanfictionBeing locked up in a tiny cell all alone with only yourself to talk to. To yourself, you're the only sane person in a mental asylum. *** in which luke wrongly gets thrown into a mental asylum and ashton is his cellmate.
