His Star | A mafia story

Wake Up

A/N: So I just updated the last chapter but I had already published it once before. If you read that chapter before 1/12/22 then you should go back and read the last Lexi POV I added. You don't have to it doesn't change the storyline up dramatically it jut provides a bit of insight on Lexi's thoughts. 

My eyes flutter open slightly. I feel very groggy and I feel like my bed is a cloud that I could lay in forever. I reach over to the nightstand to see that it's only 4:30 in the morning. I groan a little bit and roll over not expecting a shirtless Ash laying right beside me. Suddenly the events of last night came rushing in. I blushed a little and started to replay the moments that occurred last night. No of course we didn't do anything, you horny people, but he was kind and he was open to me which was new. 

The man that he was last night was one that I could love forever. But I let my fantasy fade away. I knew deep down that he was just drunk and he would never be that kind and caring on a normal basis. I realized how the effects of alcohol had on different people. It made my dad more angry in ways I didn't even know possible but it made Ash finally start to break down those walls that he tries so hard to build. I ended up getting dressed and I was just about ready when I hear footsteps in my bedroom. 

" Hey good morning sleepy head," I joked. " It's only 6 am" He grumbles. I knew that was early for some people but I was lucky to get four hours of sleep with the constant nightmares and memories that nagged at me all the time. 

He grabs his shirt and walks out the door not saying another word or even glancing in my direction. 

Odd. 

But everything about my situation is odd. I could not expect for my fiancé to actually care about me. Which was so weird to think about. I never believed in love, not really. I loved Ivy but that's a different kind of love. She's the only person Ive ever truly cared about other than my mom. 

I decided I would take the day slow to just kind of decompress and work everything out in my head. I eventually begin to head to the training room when I hear screams from downstairs. I remember one of the first days that I got here and I got dragged down to that torture room. I have lived through lots of pain and abuse so it hurt me to hear the screams of another possibly innocent soul having to go through that. 

I kept trying to tell myself to let it go. Don't get myself in any trouble because its's really not my problem. But my brain also kept telling me what is it was Ivy? You would want someone to save her right? So I tell myself I'll sneak down there see who it is myself. 

I silently creep down the stairs and my eyes widen in shock as the scene in-front of me unfolds. I see Kol punching a small girl that is huddled in the corner. I move around to a better angle so that I can see her face. Harley. Suddenly flashbacks of small helpless 12 year old me came back flooding my brain. I quickly shoo these thoughts away and bring my attention back to the problem at hand. 

I didn't have any weapons and there was no way for me to grab one without being caught or without him already causing more damage then he already has. I look at the bruised girl in the corner and I don't feel pity. Possibly because I know how much I hated the look of pity I would get when I could no longer hide the bruises or the look on my best friends face when he found out. 

I just feel myself filling with anger. I was angry with Kol for acting like my father and for ever treating a child like that but I was also mad at Ash. I made it my job in life. Nothing else mattered but protecting Ivy from the things I was put through. But where is he now. How could he just let this happen to his little sister. 

The anger boils in me but I realize I have to do something and my heart quickens. I rush up quickly but quietly and jump on Kols back right before he's about to take another swing at Harley.