These Violent Delights...

Chapter 4: Tea House

I almost fell asleep to the droning conversations of idea of baby names and scrapbooking ideas.

"Ramsey, this young man wants to talk to you." I looked up at my mom confused before noticing Calum by here side. It took all of my restraint not to choke him. Ever since we spent the night together he ignored every one of my calls and every one of my texts. He smiled at me as if nothing happened and I got up- a little too quickly and followed him outside. He looked down at me and tried to kiss my forehead but I pushed him against the side of the house. I punched him in the chest with every word.

"What. The. Fuck. Is. Wrong. With. You?!" He looked at me confused but allowed me to continue.

"What are you talking about?" He asked completely cluelesss.

"You think that you could just fuck me and then not talk to me and not go to school to avoid me?! I knew I shouldn't have done it. God I hate you!" I yelled and he raised my head by my chin with his finger. I slapped him rather harshly. His jaw clenched.

"Don't say that. I could say the same thing to you. You haven't said a word to me since that night!" He spat back and I was throughly confused. A cold heavy piece of metal rested on my back.

"That's because I blocked you on his phone. Now, get your skank ass off of Hoodie and maybe I won't shoot you right up your skank twat." Ashton threatened.

I withdrew myself from Calum and Ashton grabbed me by the arm and threw me to the ground like I was some sort of dead weight.

"I swear to fucking god if you don't stay away from him I will blow your fucking brains out. Understand?" He asked and I anxiously nodded. Calum stood there angrily before his jaw clenched.

"Fuck off mate." He growled popping his knuckles and throwing his gun on the ground.

"What the hell did you just say to me Hoodie?" He asked and threw his gun on the ground as well.

"You're not my fucking boss. I do whatever the fuck I want. And I can fuck whoever I want. And you're not allowed to fucking touch her ever again." Calum threatened.
That only provoked Ashton to grope my ass before Calum tackled him. He was on top momentarily, punching the shit out of him. I couldn't get a clear view of the fight before Ashton flipped them over and punched him in the gut. I sat up and crawled back against the house. Calum immediately puked from the uppercut into his stomach.

"Gross." An unfamiliar male with a British accent commented. He had more tattoos than Calum and was substantially shorter. He had dark brown hair and a mousy mustache. He looked at me and smiled.

"I'm Louis. And this is Harry. He's mine by the way. But it looks like you were already up on Calum. Good choice by the way. He's very loyal. Honest. A really remarkable guy. Oh and he kicks ass. He'll be winning soon, trust me." A guy who I presumed was Harry was a lot taller than Louis and he returned on the other side of me, putting Ashton's and Calum's gun in his back pockets.

"Just as a precaution. These guys can be really bloody stupid sometimes. And excuse Louis. He probably already told you about me. And Calum. Welcome love." He greeted with an extended hand. I shook his hand and he returned his attention to the fight. Calum was now clearly winning and pushed Ashton against a tree, kicking him in the gut repeatedly. Lip ring and blue hair ended braking them up but not before Calum got one more punch in. They both walked away from the fight with bloody noses and bruises.

"God you fucking idiots. Let's try not to cause a scene." Louis spoke and shook his head.

"You get your guns back when you learn how to behave like adults. Until then good luck in the hood." Harry added and Ashton and Calum immediately protested. Louis winked at me.