Batman [A/I]

14

Ashton's POV

I went downstairs to the lobby of the hotel to have a Skype call with the lads, so they could update me with band stuff. Imogen decided to go to bed. "So update me guys!" I said. "Ah well, as a band not much has happened but…" "But what?" The boys all looked at each other before Michael spoke. "Uhm, well I guess we should show you." The boys lifted the laptop and started walking upstairs, they stopped. "Before we show you, we should explain. We think it was when we went out to grab a bite to eat the other night, and it was only down the road so we didn't think of locking the door. But uh…" The laptop turned round to show my room, which was Immy's room too. The walls were covered in huge red writing, saying numerous death threats. The duvet and pillows were torn and all over the floor. "What the hell happened?" I asked, trying not to shout. The boys turned the camera back onto them. "We think it was Susanna, we've seen glimpses of her outside sometimes…" Luke said. I let out a huge sigh. "I will not let her ruin everything with Immy. I won't!" I said in an angry tone. "Alright Ashton calm down, you're far away she can't do anything to you there." That's when an idea sparked into my head. "What… What if Immy and I got a place to ourselves?" The guys nodded, agreeing that that would be a good idea. "What about a place here in England, Susanna would never find us." The boys tried to not looked bothered by it. "I guess…" Cal muttered. "Sorry guys, I will think about it, I just want whats best for Imogen" "But Ashton… You realise, that with you living in England, on the other side of the world to us, the band wouldn't really work if you were still a part of it." Luke admitted, soon regretting it. I hadn't really thought about that. "I've gotta think things over, talk to you later guys!" I said before I closed the laptop. I sat back in the chair and covered my face with my hands. The boys or Immy? 

I wandered back up to our hotel room, and opened the door. I looked into the pitch black room for a few seconds before I saw Immy's face coming right towards me, with huge eyes, make up running down her face. "Get away from me!" She shouted, shoving me out of the door again. "I hate you dad!" She slammed the door in my face, and I stood still, frozen almost. 

Immy's POV

I was in the middle of a fighting cage, which was in the centre of an empty room. Suddenly two large doors opened, and a man stepped into the room. "Dad…" I said as I realised who it was. His face scrunched up before he ran for the cage. He jumped over and started storming towards me. I fell to my knees, and that's when the physical contacted. Within minutes my whole face began to swell up. The sound of his fists against my body echoed through the empty room. He spat on me, before leaving me there curled up in a ball. 

I sat up in bed, I felt my face and it felt swollen. Maybe I had managed to stagger to bed from the cage. I heard the door open, and assumed he was back for more. I ran to the door and pushed him out, finally standing up to him. "I hate you!" I screamed before slamming the door. I leaned against the door, my hands over my eyes as I wept. I removed them as I slowly realised that I was awake, and it was all a dream. "Ashton!" I whispered as I turned around to open the door again. "I am so sorry!" I said before I threw my arms around him. "It's ok!" He said softly brushing my hair with his hand. We sat on the floor, leaning against the end of the bed. "I guess I've been getting flashbacks, or manipulated dreams based on memories from my dad, due to what that fan did to me… It's set everything off again!" I admitted. Ashton held my hand, softly stroking his thumb. "Tell me whenever you have a bad dream again, I'll always be here!" "Let's enjoy this time away, forget everything for a while!" I said, kissing Ashton's cheek. I looked up at Ashton who was miles away, lost in his thoughts. I nudged him and then he blinked several times. "Sorry, I was thinking back to the first time we met." I smiled, snuggling into his chest. "You almost killed me!" Ashton laughed. "I did not, I was just startled by your beauty…" "Of course, that must have been it!" He said, flicking his hair.  "You in your batman top!" I said, Ashton laughing. "My batman!" I muttered.