5 Screams Of Silence l.r.h/m.g.c AU

16.

A/N so when I was writing this I got the strangest idea of Ace, while creating the character I thought of Billie Joe Armstrong ok don't judge me I know he's like what, 43? But when he was at least twenty or whatever so on the side or up there I found the perfect Ace (I tried to find a younger cute-ish picture of him.)

Ashton POV

Stella and Luke walked back in the room and a few minutes later so did Michael and Amy. Why is their hair wet? Who cares. I'm so bloody nervous right now. I get so angry then do stupid shit like I did today.

"Hey Ashton, did you hear what I said?" Ace said waving his hand in my face.

"Ummm no, what did you say?" I asked trying to not look suspicious. It didn't work.

"What's wrong Ash? You look worried." Stella asked sitting next to me.

"W-what n-nothing im good. No im great!" I said shaking my head. The room grew eerily quite as everyone now looked at me with serious faces. I nervously bit my lip and played with my fingers.

"You're a horrible liar now tell the truth." Luke spoke. I took a deep breath. I would normally speak to Luke but Stella is in charge now. So I put my hand in her's and spoke.

"There's this young girl in my apartment building. She's really sweet and kind. She has alot of bruising on her from this guy she works for. I never really said anything about it. I wish I had though. I came home yesterday I saw her passed out in front of her door. She was beaten beyond belief. So after I dropped her off at the hospital, I went after this guy." I said to Ivy not looking at the other guys.

"Well what did you do to him?"

I took my hand out of hers and looked at my feet.

"Wellllllllll I beat him up and stuffed him in the trunk of my car."

The room fell even quieter.

"Well guys help Ashton bring him in" Stella said calmly as she got up. "Bring in the kitchen. I have a feeling things might get messy."

Stella POV

The guys dragged this man in my kitchen and tied him to the chair. This guy even looked like an asshole.

"Ummm hello sir. Do you know why you're here?" I asked sweetly.

"Yeah because that fucking prick attacked and kidnapped me." he said talking about Ashton.

*Strike 1*

"Wellllllll that fucking prick works for me. And he did this to you because you beat up a girl."

The guy was not fully paying attention to me.

"Oh this is about that bitch? You didn't have to kidnap me. Yeah I beat her up. She's my wonderful punching bag."

*Strike 2*

Ashton was about to hit him again when I stopped him. The man noticed.

"Hahaha so you all answer to this bitch?" he questioned all the guys. Luke looked like he was gonna snap. "What happened to R.J?"

"He retired. I'm in charge now."

"So you're the little bitch that cut Damon's finger off? Haha you're a joke!" he laughed at me.

I picked up a knife in my kitchen sink and walked over to him. He wasn't fazed at all and just rolled his eyes.

"Did you know that my dad liked to kill people when they made him angry. My grandpa liked to carve things in peoples skin just for fun. And my my great grandpa set people on fire while they were still alive. Now me, I like souvenirs. I like to remember."

The man looked at me with dark eyes.

"Honey you don't scare me. Go head and cut my finger off. I'll be ok. You're a little girl in a mans world. You'll break eventually you little cunt"

Then twisted his mouth up and spit on me.

*Strike 3*

I heard gasps from the others. Some type of scream growl came out my throat as clawed at his face trying to get his mouth open. My hand reached in and grabbed his tongue. Not with out getting a couple of painful bites from him. Now everyone behind me was yelling in chaos. Once I had his tongue I yanked it out of his mouth and with the knife in my other hand I began to saw away. The man was now screaming and trying to pull his tongue away. He didn't though. It only took me 5 swipes of my blade to get what I wanted. I stepped back and looked at what I had done. There was blood everywhere. The man had passed out. Probably from pain. I slowly turned around to my dead silent pale faced group. No one spoke. They all were unable to move. I threw the man's tongue on back on him.

"Somebody clean this blood up. I don't want the floors to stain."