Bulletproof || l.h. (Criminal!5sos)

XXIII

Chloe's POV

"Just one more."

"We are not watching another episode, Ashton." I roll my eyes, getting up from the couch and taking the remote control from Ashton's hands.

We had been watching his favorite TV show for the last 5 hours and there was still no sign of Luke. It was the only thing I could think about.

Plus, this TV show wasn't helping.

How To Get Away With Murder was the title.

How convenient.

"Come on don't be so shitty"

"I don't need tips on how to survive in court. I don't plan on killing anyone."

"Who knows? It can happen..."

"If you don't shut up I will kill you."

"Savage!" Ashton teases me but gets interrupted by strong knocks on the front door. "Stay here." He orders, getting up from the couch and making his way to the door as someone kept banging on the door non-stop. "I'm on my way!"

Seconds after all I could hear was a big bang, like as if something heavy hit the floor.

"Fuck" Ashton curses before shutting a door behind him. My heart drops to the sight of Luke being held by Ashton unconscious.

"Luke wh-"

"Chloe he's bleeding"

"Sit him on the couch Ashton what the fuck are you doing standing up!"

Ashton does as I instruct, allowing me to see how bad Luke really was. His left eye was absolutely purple, as well as the left side of his chin. His lips and nose were a mess. He had been bleeding for so long that he had now a trace of blood from his nose all the way down to the collar of his black cotton t-shirt. His hands were covered in both dirt and blood, coming from the wounds on his knuckles. He had scratches and bruises all over his chest as well as his collarbones.
He looked like he had just come back from war.

"Luke? Luke, come on wake up." I kneel down on the floor in front of him, shaking his shoulders lightly. "Wake up come on you can do this! Luke please!"

"His car isn't even parked outside. Someone either dropped him or he came by foot... Jesus Christ..."

"Wake up!" I gave him one big shake, making him wake up suddenly. "Can you hear me? Luke?"

"Yes-" he starts coughing, struggling to make up a full sentence as he bright blue eyes opened up, revealing a red cloud forming on the white part of his bruised eye.

"Luke what happened to you? How did you get here?" Ashton asks worried.

"Tob..." suddenly Luke places a hand on his lower abdomen on his right side.

"What have you got in there? Let me.."

"No!" He stops me. "Don't touch it." Luke's breathing gets heavier and heavier.

"You're losing too much blood. I'll be gentle I promise you." I rub his upper arm gently. "Trust me."

He nods his head yes as a sign of permission to let me lift up the hem of his shirt. He had a big wound that wouldn't stop bleeding, probably because it had hit some little vein.

"Help me take him to the bathroom. I can fix this." I speak to Ashton, trying to make Luke stand up.

"Fuck no!" Luke groans in pain as we hold both his shoulders up. "I can't do this, put me down shit please put me down put me the fuck down!"