The Clifford Project

Chapter 16

The loud smacking noise echoed throughout the empty warehouse immediately waking up Luke. He looked around in terror before his eyes met Ashton's. The smile on that boys was brighter than the sun itself.
"A-Ashton? " For a second, I saw the gleam of happiness in Ashton's eyes before turning back to his usual evil smirk with the Devils eyes. Could he really feel the same after all that time? I highly doubted it, but I could never know.
"Fancy seeing me here, huh Luke?"
"Where have you been!? I haven't seen you in years! I-I missed you." Ashton came closer with that same smug look on his face as he leaned down to his ear, speaking loud enough for us all to hear.
"I wish I could say the same for you." The smile on Luke's face dropped.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Ashton swiftly reached out with his foot kicking over the chair. Lukes forehead smacked against the ground roughly before the chair was flipped over to the other side.  Blood trickled from the side of his face and into his eyes,  blinding his vision as he shrieked.

"Quite the plot twist isn't it!?" He yelled maniacally, walking around the sideways  chair. He was psychotic.  "The good guy, your' sweet little Ashton, is the bad guy!? And Calum, oh poor, poor little Calum, is just a pawn in this game. In my game. I don't even need him anymore. In fact..." He looked at Calum and then back to the middle of the room where we sat.  Two empty chairs sat next to us.  "Tie him on up boys!" The guys around Calum grabbed his arms pulling him closer towards us. He began screaming.

"What the hell Ashton!? I did everything I was asked, you said I was safe!"

"I lie sometimes. I don't need you anymore anyway Cal. And I don't need your stupid girlfriend ruining everything!" A panicked look washed across his face.

"What the fuck did you do to her!? Where the fuck is Misty!?" Ashton Laughed.

"Wherever she last was, I haven't touched her. I don't need the little whore calling the police on me."

"She'll know if something happens to me, she'll suspect something is wrong if I don't come home tonight, she knows where I am."

"We'll be gone by tomorrow and your body will be tied to a cinder block, sunk into the harbor." He was actually threatening to kill Calum. If he'd do that to him, Luke Michael and I were as good as dead.  I looked down at Luke and almost threw up.  The gash in his head was deep and the blood clotted around the opening of the wound making it look congealed like jello. He whimpered in pain, trying to blink away the blood in his eyes, each time being unsuccessful, as every time he opened his eyes, they looked more like red blobs then the beautiful blue irises I was used to seeing.

"L-Luke?" I whispered out, clenching my eyes shut tight. He sniffled quietly.

"I-I'm fine Paisley, i-it's okay, I-I'm okay."

"Can you see?"

"N-no babe, all I see is red...I'll be okay, don't worry." I couldn't hold my tears back anymore.

"O-oh my God, L-luke..." My best friend. I hated seeing him like that.  He was so strong. He'd been through so much already, and I could see how much he hurt.  His eyes were completely glossed over in the crimson liquid. I couldn't just keep looking. I had to do something. And I knew just what to do. It wouldn't get him to stop overall, but it would withhold him for a little while.  The one thing I knew would be his fall. Pitty. I was already crying so it only became worse.  Tears streamed  down my face. Sobs escaped my lips at a rapid pace. Ashton looked away from Calum and towards me. I could see a bit of hurt in his eyes from causing one such pain. He walked towards me slowly.

"Whats wrong baby?" Disgusting.

"P-please Luke is hurt, I-I can't look, his e-eyes are full of blood. A-Ashton please help him.." He sighed.

"Babe you know I'd love to, for you, but I just can't." I had to higher the standards. I shook violently, thrashing against the chair and screaming.

''Please! A-Ash he can't even see! P-Please!" He covered his ears with his hands.

"If I say yes, will you shut the hell up!?" I nodded fast, my lip quivering as I whimpered. Ashton stood him back up in his chair, wiping the blood from his eyes, but only the outside and left his wound undressed.  It was all the sympathy I could get out of him right now. He came closer to me, leaning down to my level near my face. I could smell the alcohol and cigarette smoke on his breath.

"I gave you what you want, now you give me what I want..." I grimaced.

"I don't need to do anything for you, you didn't help him at all."

"I did what I could do sweetheart. I'm sorry babe, I really am. But either you give me what I want, or I take it." He brought his large boney hand forward, placing it on my thigh. I flinched backwards as he got even closer to my face.  He set his wet, slimy lips to the side of mine, leaving the most slobbery, repulsive kiss I've ever received. If he hadn't been so in control of his motor skills, I would have assumed he was drunk.  I cringed but stayed still as his hands traveled up to the belt loops of my jeans. He pulled forward on them, inching my hips forward to his body. It was getting hard to block out Michael crying out in anger.

"Don't touch her! Ashton get your god damn hands off of her!" Of course he didn't listen and got even closer yet.  His hands went around my waist and to my ass.  He placed his open mouth on my neck. Michael continued.  "Get your disgusting lizard lips off my girlfriend! I swear Irwin if I get out of here, lord help me I  will chop your balls off!" Hot tears streamed down my face as he touched his hips down to mine. I squirmed under him but it was no use. 

"Stop moving baby, your neck is so sweet I want to taste it all..." He mumbled into the hair by my ear.

"No." I blurted out as confidently as possible.

"What was that bitch?"

"I said no. I'm not staying still just so you can fuck me in front of my boyfriend.  I don't want that.  I don't want to be here. I want you to get off of me. And let us the fuck go." He quickly brought his hand up and across my face. I flinched and whimpered quietly.

"You don't tell me what to do slut." He brought his hands up and under my shirt.

"Hey!" A voice echoed through the room.

"Oh shit..." I heard Calum mutter.  I looked up to see Misty pointing a gun to the back of Ashtons head.

"Let her go."

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A/N: yo yo yo yo.... Sorry I haven't updated since like forever, please don't kill me!  I was busy with show choir and forensics (that I am going to state in, mind you, it was worth not writing for a while) and I hope this is good because it's been a while. Love yo faces :*

-Sophie/Cashton baby