My Fairytale Punk (lashton)

Moving houses again

-a few weeks later-

Lukes pov

I was sitting quietly on a bench in the gym as Ashton did his daily workout when my phone dinged loudly echoing through the near empty building.

Mom: luke you need to come home we need to talk.

I looked at it in total confusion. Mom hadnt said two words to me since she left almost two months ago. Honestly Id thought shed firgotten about me. I quietly walked over to ashton as he was finishing his practice match with the trainer and poked his arm after he was done showing him the text. He nodded hitting the pads even harder a last time then hops down leading me out to the car and drives to my house. As I walked inside with ashton walking directly behind me I was extremely surprised to see my mom looking angry and possibly... Drunk. "Oh look my failure of a son is home with his fag boyfriend," she slurred glaring at both of us the wine in her glass spilling everywhere as she stumbled and waved her hand around. I shrunk into Ashton slightly scared of her angry tone. "Liz what do you want and why are you drunk," he asked clearly frustrated now. "Well you curly headed loser I need him to go back to his old job since were broke." My mom replied casually not caring how terrified I was to go back. I felt ashtons hand on my back holding me closer as I instantly got tense. "I c cant you s s swore id n never have t t to ag gain," I barely whispered clinging tightly to ashton.

A few years ago my mom had tried to use me as the middle man in her "job" at the time basically meaning i was the cute doe eyed kid that would get her out of trouble when she shop lifted. But after the last time when I almost gotten arrested as an accomplice I refused to do it again. "Ashton I cant go back to that theyll take me to jail" I whimpered softly as he started leading me up to my room. "I know bubba and you wont youll come live with us and finish school and be our good boy ok," He whispered quietly as he started throwing my stuff into bags and a few boxes i still had. Quickly clearing out my room and carrying things down to the truck hed borrowed from a friend. As I was carrying the last bag out I felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of my head as someone grabbed me by my hair. "Ow ow ow ow owwww!!!!" I screamed flinching and wiggling trying to find a position that wouldn't hurt as much closing my eyes. It wasnt until I felt a pair of muscled arms pulling me outside tgat I noticed the grip on my hair was gone and I could hear my mom and Ashton screaming at each other. I covered my ears curling in a ball as Ashton placed me in the front seat. "Im sorry Im sorry Im sorry," i muttered repeatedly rocking myself as I felt like my lungs were slowly caving in. Ashton quietly pushed his seat back pulling me onto his lap rubbing my back as I nuzzled into his neck him murmuring softly, "shhh youre ok lukey Ive got you baby Ive got you its ok." I clenched his shirt in my fist cuddling into him still having a hard time calming down. "Its ok sweet boy I swear ill take care of you" he hummed softly petting my hair as I calmed down and crawled back to my seat.