Demons~ Muke

Best of you

Is someone getting the best, the best, the best, the best of you?~

Luke's POV

As soon as the boy was loose from my grasp I was overwhelmed with sadness and hurt. Tears threatened to escape my eyes and I tried to stop them for as long as I could. Thoughts rushed violent through my head 'Did I take advantage of him?' 'Is he okay?' 'Did I do something wrong?'. I needed my friend. I dialled Ashton's number and waited patiently for him to pick up. As he did I was giving off light sniffles that may hint at the fact I am now an emotional wreck. "Ash, I need you to, uh come over." I said quickly, his voice was that of concern as my sobs echoed throughout the line
"Okay, Lukey I'll be there as soon as I can." He said without any further questions or interrogation.
Ashton lived fairly close to me so less than 5 minutes later he rolled up in my drive. He parked his mother's car and stated walking towards the door. I got there before he could even knock and his face dropped when he saw me.
"Hi." I said sheepishly as I continued to sniffle lightly. Ashton immediately grabbed me and pulled me into a loving hug.
"What's up Lukey." He soothed into my ear whilst running his un-humanly long fingers through my head of hair. After the hug had ended I led Ashton to the sofa in my empty house. We both took a seat and he shuffled slightly so he was facing me and looking me in the eyes. My crying had stopped now but my voice was croaky still and my eyes remained puffy and red. I felt so ridiculous for crying over some asshole that I'd only known for a day.
"Just tell me what's wrong." Ashton demanded gently whilst rubbing circles on my back with his hands.
"It's about a guy." I said giving the story at least some form of context for the older boy "I was running errands in town and walked down some alleyway to get back to my car. I saw this guy slumped up against a wall with blood everywhere and bruises covering him. He wasn't responding to me so I assumed he wasn't conscious. I just sat with him for a while waiting for him to come round." I said nervously. I don't know why I was nervous because Ashton was basically my older brother.
"Why didn't you call an ambulance?" Ashton questioned but not in a patronising way.
"Uh- I don't know. I was scared, you know how panicked I get in these kind of situations." Ashton hummed in agreement and nodded slightly. "But eventually he woke up and I asked him what he wanted me to do and he said no to going to A&E and he didn't wanna go home either. He told me it had been a fight and he was 'used to it'. I couldn't just leave him there so I took him back here." Ashton made a few more noises here and there to show his engagement with the conversation. "When we got back here we chatted for hours and I put ice on all his injuries." I decided to leave out the part where he got a boner because it was embarrassing. "We went up to my room and he sung for me. He can play guitar and he writes songs Ash, his talent is crazy. After that we just sat there for a while as we stared into each other's eyes." I paused and took a deep breath "Then he kissed me Ashton. He kissed me for the first time since..." I couldn't finish my sentence but Ashton knew all too well what I was referring to. "At first I was just stunned so I didn't react but then I started kissing back. I thought I liked him. The kiss was wonderful, one of the best kisses I've had..." Ashton looked slightly confused.
"Hang on, if he kissed you and you enjoyed it etcetera then why are you crying?" He asked, the man had a fairly valid point because I hadn't told him what happened after.
"Well he looked sad so I got scared y'know, thinking that I'd messed up and done something wrong so I asked if he was okay. He just looked at me, said no then made a run for it. I tried calling him, Ash, I did but he just carried on going and left me here alone." Ashton's current facial expression was hard to read. It was a mixture of intense anger and sympathy. I hoped it was the latter because Ashton can be a beast when he's angry.
"What the fuck?!" He spat "That fucking prick, I will kill him." He mumbled but loud enough for me to hear. He started to get up and panic spread across my face and contaminated my eyes.
"No, Ashton, please don't." I cried out after him. He froze in my doorway and looked back at me inhaling sharply and pausing for a moment.
"Only for you Lucas, but if I ever get to see him I will make sure he knows exactly who he's dealing with." He said sitting back down next to me. He wrapped his muscly arms around me and we stayed like this for the rest of the night.