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"Please! Leave him alone. It was me that started it. I faked at the shops so I could get away from your friends Jack." I said. I was standing in the door way. Them trying to get past me. A few tears streamed down my face.

"Please?" I asked again, trying to make my voice crack and sound vulnerable.

They looked at me with sympathy before Ashton moved me out of the way.

"NO PLEASE! LEAVE HIM ALONE!" I yelled, Ashton tried calming me down but he didn't have any success. I grabbed my phone and called Tyde's number.

"Hell-"

"TYDE GET OUT OF THE HOUSE. They're coming for you. They saw the mark." I rushed.

I could hear the car door slam and a door bust open.

"Troye! Where Tyde?!" I heard Luke yell. He didn't hang up the phone.

"I'm not sure. Why?" Troye asked.

"We need to have a talk."

"He should be in his room."

My breath hitched. Tyde told me to stay quiet on the phone and he'd leave the call going.

I heard him moving around which meant he was leaving or hiding. Probably hiding. His door busted open and pairs of feet entered the room.

"I know you're in here." Luke said, "Come out and it won't be as bad."

I wanted to scream but I couldn't. It'd give Tyde away.

"Found you!!" I heard Jack scream.

Tyde let out a shriek.

"Your sister is on the phone! She'll hear everything." He tried to bargain with my brothers.

"Calum hold him." I heard a fist make contact with his precious skin.

"TYDE!! LEAVE HIM ALONE! PLEASE!" I yelled into the phone. I heard someone still punching and someone pick up the phone.

"It's fine Mel. Hang up. Now."

I didn't hang up until I heard beeping, signaling someone had ended the call. I ran for the door, only to be stopped by Ashton.

"Ash! Please! They're killing him!" I yelled. He looked at me and moved.

"Thank you Ashy!" I screamed running toward the Mellet household.

I busted through the front door to see Sage and Troye sitting on the couch.

I ran up the stairs to Tyde's too to see Luke pulling his fist back, ready to launch another punch at his already bloody face.

Calum and Michael saw me. Their expressions turned from angry to sad. More worried.

"Luke. Please." I whispered. He couldn't hear me. His fist launched forward, going straight to Tyde's nose.

"LUKE!" I yelled.

He whipped his head around seeing my tear streaked face. Calum shoved Tyde forward and I caught him before he hit the ground.

"How could you?" I screamed at them. None of them replied.

I laid Tyde down on his bed. I grabbed the tissues that was on his desk and dabbed his face with it.

They all looked at me, guilt reading their faces.

"Mel. I'm sor-"

"Save it Jack."
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They stood over us, watching me clean his face up.

"I'm so sorry baby. I really am." I cried out. Tyde looked at me before kissing my lips with his busted one.

"Don't you ever apologize again. I'd take a punch for you anyday." He smiled, resting his forehand against mine.

"Hey man. We're sorry." Luke said.

"Sorry for what? Punching him in the face when I told you to let it go?!" I yelled. Tyde winced when I raised my voice.

"It's fine. Just quit beating me up. It's becoming a routine." He laughed.

Luke looked at me. I rolled my eyes before finishing cleaning Tyde's face.

He was cleaned up as good as he could get. I put some foundation that I left here on his face.

"You'll be okay. I promise." I smiled.

"You're such a good doctor. How can I repay you?" He smirked.

"A kiss will do." I giggled.

He kissed my lips. I heard gagging behind me.

"Forgot you was here." I looked at the guys behind me.

I got up, kissing his lips one more time. The boys walked downstairs and went out the door, without saying a word to anyone.

"Bye Troye. Bye Sage." I smiled. Tyde followed me, kissing my lips once more before closing the door. I walked home instead of riding in the car with them. It couldn't ride with them.

I made it to the front door, it being open. I could hear yelling.

I walked in and saw them yelling at Ashton.

"Why did you let her go?! She saw everything!" Luke yelled tugging at his blonde locks.

"Because. She begged and I'm not doing her the way you guys did."

"How did we do her then?" Jack asked.

"Like a bunch of dicks." He replied.

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