Daddy

23.

He sat there, drowning in his own sadness, and damaging his insides with various types of vodka.

He was about to put the thick glass bottle to his lips, when he heard a gentle knock at his door.

He sighed and got up, not bothering to put his shirt back on.

He opened the door, a blank expression plastered on his face.

It was her. The girl of his dreams... and the one who he called a schizophrenic freak.

She looked at him, a small smile forming on her beautiful face.

He bit his lip and smiled a bit.

'Ash, you look horrible'

'I know...I just can't be myself no more'

She looked at him sadly,as she put a hand to his cheek.

He leaned into her hand, feeling safe for the first time in a few months.

'I just... okay, I just miss you so fucking much.To think about you having hickies all over your body that I didn't make, hurts me... I miss your gentle touch, your lips, body, kisses, your everything. I just hope we can get out aliv-'

His words were cut off by her gentle, pink lips. He kissed back immediately, looking into her beautiful eyes, once he pulled away.

'Wait, you kissed me and you're with Calum... isn't that called cheating?'

'Ouh... it's a really bad story'

'What happened?'

He took her with him, as he plopped down on the couch, pulling her on his lap.

'Well,yesterday, Calum and I were... you know'

Ashton understood. He didn't want to be involved in their sexual life, but it did pretty hurt when she admitted that she was doing IT with a guy that wasn't Ashton himself.

'And he got mad at work, so he wanted to get it put on me.At first I thought it was going to be the type of anti stress sex, but he was too rough, and he hurt me. He spanked me with a spatula!'

She giggled a bit, making Ashton smile at her.

'But it did hurt pretty hard because it was a rubber spatula that I used to make cake or something. He hurt me so much. I can show you if you don't mind...'

He just nodded.

She pulled the sweatpants just under her hip bone to reveal what Calum did to her. She had dark purple, almost black hand prints on her hips, and red cuts and scratches on her back. He ran a finger down her spine, feeling the cuts she had.

She hissed in pain, as he immediately pulled his hand away, hugging her closer to him as she sobbed in his chest.

'It hurts Ashy, please save me. I don't know how I sneaked out of the house.He started drinking a lot and smoking even more that he used to,and now started abusing me.'

'You will be with me baby, I won't give up on us... never'

'I just loved him so much, you know... and this is what he's doing to me... My dad died, and he knows that, but still... He doesn't give a fuck...'

'Well I give a fuck... if you want one, my bedroom's right down the hall'

She giggled and nodded, as he carried her to his room, kissing her ever so slightly.