You Are My Muse(Luke Hemmings Fan Fiction)

Chapter 12: I'm Fine?

"Michael, I said i'm fine now leave."

"No Sam. I don't believe you're okay, please, talk to me." He begged.

"Michael I-" my eyes darted towards the man standing behind Michael. Who was he?

"Samantha. Who is this?" Michael furrowed his eyebrows and turned around. It was my mother. She was back with another man.

"Mom, he's just a friend."

"Is he your boyfriend?"

"No."

"Young lady do not lie to me," I was telling the truth, Michael wasn't my boyfriend. But she didn't believe me, i bet she was drunk again. "Samantha! I forbid you to see this boy. You had no right to even have a boyfriend"

"HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND" I yelled. My mothers face flushed red as she pushed her way through Michael. She slammed me against the cold hard wall.

"DO NOT YELL AT ME" Mom grabbed a glass bottle from the table and smashed it against the wall close to my face. Close enough that the shards flew into my face. Mom was crazy. As if this wasn't scary enough, she stabbed my arm with glass and scratched it down leaving bloody trails. "You're a pathetic little slut Samantha. Having a boyfriend at 17! How dare you even raise your voice at me! You're shit. You shouldn't even be looking at me, you're pathetic. You're just like your father and I want nothing to do with you." She said inching closer to my face with each word she said. The strong stench of alcohol came from her mouth. She striked me hard on my face. I looked over to Michael who was in pure shock. I'm sorry Michael.

"Worthless. Useless. Stupid. Ugly. You're a mistake Samantha. A mistake"

Mom shoved me to the ground, falling right on my arm which made it bleed even more. I pushed myself back, skidding further away from my psychopathic mother.

Michael grabbed my arm and I was quickly lifted to my feet.

He pulled me along with him and we ran into his car quickly driving away from my house.

"YOU'RE FUCKING USELESS SAM"

**

I sat in Michael's car crying, bleeding. He kept driving further away from my house, driving me far from any harm.

Michael stopped the car in front of his house and gave me a few moments to pull myself together. I wiped away the tears as he gently took my hand and led me inside where I started crying again. I couldn't stop the flow of the tears, they just kept coming and I didn't want them to stop. I wrapped my arms around Michael's waist, crying into his chest. I was too busy pouring out tears, I barely noticed Luke, Ashton and Calum.

Mom's voice ran through my head,

"Pathetic"

"Ugly hag"

"A mistake"

It echoed through my head, I didn't stop thinking about it. I could barely breathe.

When Michael and I pulled apart My face was hot from all the tears that streamed, "Calm down, it's going to be alright" Calum reassured.

"No Cal. It's not going to be alright, My mother who I thought loved me, just fucking abandoned me like I was nothing to her. She doesn't love me, and I knew it. I'm not surprised Cal, nobody loves me."

Everybody fell silent. Nobody wanted to say anything wrong that could currupt me.

"Sam, it's going to be alright. You're safe now. You don't need to go home, you can stay with us. We'll take care of you. You don't need to be scared anymore. We love you, we will protect you." Ashton squeezed me into a hug before I flinched at my bleeding arm.

"Let's get you cleaned up."

**

I sat on the kitchen counter as Luke squeezed extra water from the cloth before rubbing my arm clean.

I flinched at his touch.

The other boys observed at my failing attempt to stay still.

"My god you're so bruised." I know Calum, I know.

"I think I should head home." I mumbled hopping off the counter.

"No," my head turned. "We're not lettting you leave. You're not safe, and as your boyfriend it's my job to keep you safe. You should stay here for a while." Luke said.

"Where were you when I cried for your help when Steven was around?" Luke had a hurt feeling fly across his face, I hissed at him.

"What he means is that you should really stay here. You're better with us." I hate to admit it but Calum was right, I was better off here, I was safer.

I agreed to stay for a while, but I still feared for my safety.

**

It's been 4 weeks since I had left my home. I'd been sneaking back and fourth to my house to grab clean clothes and other important things while my mom was out. Things had been settling down since my fight with mom. She hasn't called me, then I remembered. She doesn't care about me.

The boys have been angels to me, they let me borrow their clothes, accompany me, cuddle me, feed me, provide for me, protect me. Most importantly, love me. Each of them take turns coming into my room before bed, kissing my forehead goodnight. Reminding me that they loved and cared about me. Which, of course I greatly appriciated.

But let's not forget about school. Lately, it has been a dread. Somehow everybody had found out about my fight with my mother and I have been getting bullied worse and worse each day. But they don't know it

I chose to keep my bullying problem to myself. The boys didn't need to know about this, they dont need anymore drama from me.

*Ashton's POV*

I was the first of the boys to come back home. Luke, Michael and Calum had gone out to buy a few things from the shop, I knew Sam was already home before any of us. She hasn't been leaving the house, except for school I mean. She has been scared that something s going to happen to her, but I dont blame her.

I walked into the house but it was quiet. The tv was left running but she wasn't on the couch. "Sam?"

No answer.

I wandered around the house opening doors, peeking my head to see if she was there. I had gone upstairs and the bathroom door echoed soft sobs and was left cracked open. "Sam.."

She snapped towards me, her eyes were puffed and a stream of tears flew down her face. "Get out!" She shoved me back but I refused to move. I inched closer.

"Get out Ashton!" She shoved me back again. She ran her hand through her tangled hair. I took note that it was bleeding. I look down at my shirt and there was small blood stains left on it.

"Sam.." I whispered.

"I SAID GET OUT"