Gotta Get Out(Lashton fanfic)

Luke

"Luke Hemmings! Get down here!" My mom yelled as she slammed the door to the house. I groaned and dragged myself off the bed.

"Yeah?" I asked as she stood at the stairs.

"Why did you quit Debate club?" She asked like I decided to be a sperm donner.

"Cause, mom, I don't want to be in it. I don't need the credit like you tell me I do." I explained. Mim always made me join new clubs and volunteer work for my college credit, but I am not going to college.

"Yes sir you do!" She yelled at me. "you are going to debate club, you are going to go to college, and you are going to get a decent job!" she continued as she gave me the death stare.

"Not if I'm gonna be a musician!" I scoffed. Mom always wanted me to be this big shot doctor or something, but I wanted to just play music. I stormed to my room and she stormed to her room. We were like siblings rather than parent and child.

"Luke?" Della asked softly outside the door.

"Oh hey, come in." I told her she did. He face looked so fragile and soft. She sat next to me on the bed.

"Why do you fight with mom?" she asks. I sigh.

"Because she doesn't understand me, I'm just trying to let her understand, but she yells at me so I tell at her." I tried I explain. She nods.

"Simons gonna be home soon. you should go to your room." I warned her. She nodded again and scurried off. Right in time Simon, my step dad, came home.

"LUKE!" He stomped upstairs. I got ready.

"You quit debate?!?!" he yelled. He grabbed my fore arm tightly and stood me up. "You dumbass!" He spit in my face and threw me to the ground. my fore arm was red from his grip and I stood back up.

"Don't call me that!" I told him. He laughed and slapped me across the face. I almost lost balance and fell but soon recovered. "Don't call me that." I murmured again.

"Boy you may think your brave, but your just stupid, dumbass." He once again called me. I swung my arm in defense but he caught it and twists it. I yelped in pain and he hit me on the back. He took his belt and smaked my head. Tears slowly shed down my face.

"Why are you crying? You can't talk shit like that then cry, you walked into this beating." he laughed again. He pushed me to the ground. I heard mins footsteps up the stairs and she opened the door.

"Simon, please, I already for on to him." she begged. He slapped her face.

"Shut up bitch. This is why he is this way. You don't make him show you respect." She clutched her face and nodded. Oh mom. stand up for your self, please!" even though we fought, I still lived her and wished she wasn't such a wimp. When Simon left Della sneered into my room.

"Did he twist it?" she asked studying my arm. She is the doctor mom wanted, not me.

"I'm fine!" I huffed, standing up." just get me some ice. She obliged and came up again with an ice pack, and a sling.

"I said to just get ice! I don't need a sling." she shook her dead and set my arm in it anyway. I couldn't fight with her. I laid on the bed and looked at the clock. Five fifteen. Della picked a book from her back pack and asked if she could read it to me for homework. No way would she ask Simon. I also sign all her paper work. Not that I'm her guardian, but Simon was always away, and mom was too busy. As she read my eyes grew heavier and I drifted to sleep.

Okay so sorry this was short but its my first fan fiction. I hope you like it!!! vote comment and tell your friends :p see you guys on the next chapter!! thanks for reading!! :)

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