My Sweet Escape // M.C.

Chapter Eight

"Dylan! You're such an ass! Michael take Mason to my room and turn on some cartoons" I fake a smile for Mason.

"I'm going off with Kate. And I can't watch him" Dylan yells.

"You go off with that whore, you're not my brother. You always go crawling back to her and then disown us. So no more. Go! And don't come back. Mason doesn't need this. And it's extremely sad, he looks up to you! But it doesn't matter does it" I turn around and storm in the house.

"It's okay babe. She's just a bitch you don't need" Kate says with a smirk. I turn around and get in her face.

"What did you just call me?" Fury burns through my veins.

"A bitch. Got a problem?" I almost reach up and slap her.

"You touch her, I'm disowning you for good" Dylan yells. I smirk.

Next thing anybody knows, I'm on top of her. Non-stop pounding until someone pulls me off her. Even then I struggle to get to her. Then Dylan hits me.

"Take her inside" Michael growls as he hands me to Calum.

"Cal, put me down! He's going to beat Michael!"

"No. Michael can take him" he laughs.

"Use the bat babe" Kate screams. Calum drops me and runs outside. By the time I get out there Michael is doubled over on the ground and Dylan is driving off.

I turn to Calum. "I fucking told you!"

Ashton and Luke get him up an into the house. They were going to lay him on the couch but I protested. "My room."

They slowly made their way up the stairs. Mason moved to the floor and they laid Michael on the bed.

He looked rough. Ashton took Michael's jacket off and his bruises were visible through his white shirt. The boys patted Michaels shoulder and left.

"Mason you can stay up here. But you have to be quiet so Michael can rest, okay?" He nodded. I started to leave then looked down at Michael.

I'm sorry Michael.