Chapter Twenty Seven

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"Liam came here when you were gone." Luke spoke after a long silent of just watching Ashton eat.

"Why?"

"He wanted to see you."

Ashton placed down his fork, not having an appetite anymore.

"He told me to ask you if you two can meet-"

"No." Ashton cut off.

"He knows things you need to know."

"I still don't want to." Ashton stood up and walked out of the kitchen.

Luke did the same by walking outside and standing in the cold air. Ashton was now upstairs, in the room he always sleeps in and just laid on the bed.

He started sinking in thoughts about his parents again, and then about Liam. As much as he hated thinking about him, Liam was always in his head and he couldn't help but thinking if anything would have been different if Liam would have just told him from the start that his parents are dead.

He felt mostly anger when he thought about Liam and he wanted so much to just yell and kick him. He wanted to blame him for his parents death but he didn't want to say those words out loud because he couldn't let those words out of his mouth.

His body started burning and he pulled himself to sit with a gasp.

He stood up from the bed and felt the way his chest heaved, he clenched his fistes again and shut his eyes tightly.

Luke sensed his tension and panic so he walked upstairs to found him standing in the corner and once again, fighting himself.

"Ashton." Luke frowned when he saw the bandage on his wrist with red stain on it, meaning Ashton was bleeding again.

"You need to calm down." Luke stood infront of him now.

"God, its killing me." Ashton breathed out.

"Its not."

"Yes it is! You have no idea how it feels."

"Just don't explode in my house."

Ashton's blood was now running down and dripping on the floor, and it took alot of strength from Luke to hold himself back and not jump at Ashton and suck the blood out of him.

"Just breath." Luke took a few steps away from him but he still smelled the blood good and fought his own urges as well.

"Don't let Liam come here." Ashton suddenly spoke, letting his back drag on the wall until he was sitting on the floor.

"Is this because of Liam?"

"He makes me... I don't know, angry."

"So you thought about Liam befor you got that attack?"

"Yes." Ashton nodded.

"So the trigger is anger."

"I don't know." Ashton clenched his fists again.

"Remind me not to anger you."

"You anger me all the time."

"I didn't know you might explode." Luke retorted and then walked back to Ashton. He pulled him to stand and led him to sit on the bed.

He brought the box again and opened the now dirty bandage that was wrapped around Ashton's wrist.

He revealed the wound again and figured another bandage wont really help. He took his wrist and brought it to his mouth, drinking the blood and making Ashton gasp.

"No." He tried pulling his wrist back but Luke didn't allow him. Luke kept drinking and then did a small cut in his own wrist, dripping his blood to Ashton's wound and watching closely with Ashton how the wound slowly healed.

"Its gone." Ashton's eyes were mesmerizd to his wrist and his lips parted in shock. He touched his healed wrist and then looked at Luke.

"Why didn't you do it from the first place?"

"My blood is not the best thing for you."

"Uhh.." Ashton started but didn't know how to say the words or if he even wanted to ask the question.

"What?"

"I want to ask.."

"Ask."

"Does, does vampire's blood can.."

"Bring someone back to live?" Luke stared at Ashton's hopeful eyes.

"Yes."

"No. No one can bring someone from the death."

Ashton stared back and pursed his lips in an attempt to cover his feelings. He leaned back on the bed and laid on it while staring at the ceiling.

Luke leaned back to lay as well but he supported himself with his elbow and hovered above Ashton's face.

Ashton turned his gaze to him and once he did that, Luke leaned down to connect their lips.

He kissed him gently at first and Ashton's eyes stared wide open, unable to even resist.

Luke moved his lips against Ashton's plump ones and became a little rougher with the more the kiss lasted. He pulled away for a second and chuckled when Ashton stared at him with disbeilef.

"What was that?"

But instead of replying, Luke leaned down again and pressed their lips togerer for more, this time taking it another level and placing his palm on Ashton's hip. Ashton's eyes were closed but he couldn't bring himself to kiss back. He couldn't even adjust it, he didn't want Luke to kiss him but it was hard stopping it.

Luke bite Ashton's bottom lip and a small shiver ran down Ashton's body, making Luke smirk.

Luke pulled away but kept himself leaned above Ashton, staring at him.

Ashton didn't really knew what to say and he just stared back while panting.

"Don't look so breathless." Luke teased and Ashton shoved him aside while pulling himself to sit.

"I.. you.."

"That was what called a 'kiss'."

"I know what a kiss is. But why did you do it?" Ashton pulled himself togeter.

"Because I felt like it. Its doesn't mean anything."

"Well, you have to ask my permission for that too, got it?"

"I think you're getting too comfortable in here." Luke got closer to him and this time sniffed his neck.

"You're just adding more things to.. to my mess."

Luke laughed and then pulled away from him. In some point Ashton laid back again and Luke did the same.

"I thought you don't like humans." Ashton whispered when they were facing eachother.

"You're not human."

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