Shot In The Heart -- Reggie x Luke

tag, you're it (pt. 2)

A/N Part 2 of the one above this. Enjoy the angst

Warning: Mention of abuse, rape, swearing

{REGGIE POV}

"Why do you have that?" I point to the paper Alex was holding. I recognized it; it was the song I wrote about my dad being the most horrible bitch ever.

"It fell out of your pocket.." Luke answers my question I've forgotten I'd ask. I nod and snatched the paper from Alex's hand.

"You didn't read it though, right?" I ask anxiously. My friends shared glances before shaking their heads.

"Nope," Bobby says. I raised an eyebrow before turning to leave.

Then I felt someone following me out of the studio. I knew who it was, it's always him.

"Do you need anything Luke?" I turn to face him. He chuckled before walking a step closer.

"Yeah actually. I just need to know about the song.." my smile dropped as he spoke the words.

"You read it?" I ask as he nodded. I sigh as I took his hand. "Promise me not to tell anyone else about this. It's just a you and me thing,"

"I promise," Luke didn't hesitate which made me smile a little.

"It's about my dad.. he's been kind of-" I paused. Am I really ready to tell him? I ask my self.

"Kind of what?" Luke questioned me. I took a deep breath and embraced my thoughts.

"Abusive and alcoholic. He's been drinking a lot and takes out his anger on me all the time, and-" I stopped myself seeing Luke eyes full of concern.

"And?" Luke says in shock. I cleared my throat before continuing.

"He's been raping me a lot.." I fell silent. Luke rubbed the back of his neck.

"You gotta send this guy to prison!" a voice from behind says. I see Alex and Bobby who was more shock than ever.

"He's my father," I tell them. Alex shooke his head.

"Father? Where is the father you're talking about? The one that actually cares more about his son then letting out his anger. Where is that motherfucker?!" Alex yelled. Bobby rubbed his back to calm him down. "I'm sorry.."

"Don't be Alex," Luke turns to me. "He's right, and you know he is,"

"But.." Luke put his finger on my lips.

"Not buts. We're reporting this to the police," Luke got his jacket and my friends did so too.

And just like that, things changed. They reported my father to the police and he went to jail. I was finally free as I should be which was claimed by my bandmates, I love them so much.

A/N Hope you liked this :))