Dead Man Walking (Lashton)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

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ASHTON'S POV

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We were walking side by side. I could feel my cheeks already heating up. Why? Ask the gorgeous boy that's walking next to me. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and walked, staring at my scuffed shoes. Then I looked at Luke. Then I looked at my shoes again. I repeated this process for a while.

"Hey L-Luke?" oh god I have to stop asking so many questions and my stutter is so obvious wait am I blushing oh god I-

"Yeah?" he interrupted my thoughts.

"Why are you out at this time?" I asked him. I mean, it is early in the morning.

"I was stalking you." he stopped walking and looked me dead in the eye.

What the FUCK????

WHAT tHe FUCK!??!

He burst out laughing.

"YOUR FACE, IT WAS PRICELESS!" he said between breaths. That little bastard. I fake pouted.

"I'm just kidding. I love to take walks in the middle of the night because there is nothing else like it. The breeze is soft, the smell is the epitome of the city, but it is mostly the bridge that interrupts my sleep cycle. The reflection of the lights onto the water is just so, I don't know, it just takes your breath away you know" he talked passionately, moving his hands in all directions. I couldn't help but feel fond of him.

We continued on walking in comfortable silence. "Hey Ashton, can I ask you a question?" he looks up at me and looks extremely nervous.

"You won't judge me right?" he adds.

"No, why would I do that?" I ask, stopping.

"What's your sexual orientation?" he locks his eyes with mine.

I take a deep breath.

Hell what do I have to lose, I'm too ugly for him anyway.

"I'm gay." I respond.

Luke sighs out of what sound like relief. What? I cock my eyebrow up.

He noticed my confusion and tried to act normal, but he was uncharacaristically giddy, and that's saying a lot.

"So what about you?" I inquired.

"Wait what about me?" He awoke from his daze.

"What's your sexual preference?" I reminded him. That loon.

"Me?" he answered.

"No not you, that stoplight. Yes it's you, you bloody Quaker!" I laughed.

"Hey, don't be hating on the Quakers, they're nice people." he replied in a mocking tone.

"I know, I was just kidding. So answer me, what is your sexuality?" I said in a serious tone.

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LUKE'S POV

This shouldn't be as hard as it is. Ashton said he was gay. I take a deep breath, a bit shaky. He looks up at me, worried. As our eyes met, my breath hitched and I couldn't stop staring.

"I-I'm" I sputtered out and I started to feel my head pound, starting to hurt. My knees started to give out and I sat down on the sidewalk. I shut my eyes closed and started to feel faint when I felt Ashton sit next to me and rub his hand on my knee. He whispered calming things into my ear until my breathing evened out.

"Are you okay? You don't have to tell me if this puts you in this much stress." His voice was laced with concern and I immediately was embarrassed.

"No it's okay, you told me now I tell you right?" I told him, forcing a chuckle. He didn't buy it. I felt my blush.

"I'm gay as well." I finally choked out. I looked up to see his reaction. Something flashed in his eyes but then it changed to a comforting look.

"See, that wasn't too hard now was it?" he giggled. He freakiNG GIggled.

We laughed. He stood out and had his hand out to help me up. I grabbed it, he pulled me up and walked towards his house continuing comfortable silence.

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We arrived at the apartment building. It was old, and run down. He looked embarrassed.

"Sorry it's not the nicest place." he sighs and looks defeated. I wanted to give him a hug.

"No it's not too bad." my voice barely met a whisper because it was too early in the morning.

He just sighed as we headed up the stairs and finally made it to what I'm guessing Ashton's apartment was.

"I don't know if my dad is up or not. If he is, don't try to protect me okay, or else he would take it on you and I really don't want that to happen. Just stay quiet okay? Please?" He was scared. Is his dad abusive?

He took a deep breath and opened the door and he entered. I followed right behind him.

"Where were ya, you faggot? Giving some other queer a handjob or something? Ya fucking slut!" A man yelled. How dare he talk about Ashton like that! Ashton just turned around and mouthed "Drunk" as he took a hit from his dad.

All of a sudden he was shoved to the side as the large man came closer to me. He was big. Ashton's dad was wearing a white tank top that was dirty so it looked like it was pee, chunks of vomit decorating the shirt. His beard was thick and his hair was long and mousy. His breath smelled like stale beer and other drugs. The man's forearm was covered in little holes, obviously from drugs and his beer gut was out and proud. This guy was absolutely disgusting.

"So you're the queer's friend, huh?" he sneered, his teeth old and yellow. As he raised his hand to hit me Ashton yelled.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF HIM!" He screamed and shoved the man to the side. He tried to push me out of the room but who knows what could happen to him. I just stood there, watching the scene unravel.

"Someone's a little feisty, aye?" the man slurred. God I wanted to hurt him.

"I'm not feisty, I'm fucking tired of you, you piece of shit!" Ashton punched him in the nose. His father fell and landed on the floor. He grabbed his fathers head and slammed it against the tile, knocking him unconscious. Then, he grabbed a knife and stabbed the man in the forearm planting it into the floor. He stood up and collapsed into violent sobs and ran past me to his room. I followed him in. My heart sunk when I heard the continuous sobs as I slowly sat down next to him on the bed whispering things like "I'm so fucking useless", "No one loves me", "Everyone hates me" and other things. I stroked his arm gently.

"Go away, you're probably scared of me now" and his body was racked again by more violets sobs. I shook my head and lied down in front of him and gently moved his hands from his face and took them into mine. He looks so young and scared.

"No, I'm not, the man got what he deserved. You aren't a slut, even I know that. And yes, I do like you " I gave him a small smile. He just looked up at me with those gorgeous green and gold eyes rimmed with tears.

"I would never be afraid of you." I admitted.

"I would never hurt you. Goodnight." he told me. My heart sped up. I pretended I was asleep.

After lying there for about 30 minutes he walked over to me and lied behind me, while I pretended to be asleep.

"I know you can't hear me because you're asleep, but I think I like you." And lightly kissed me on the back of my hair. And he got up and fell asleep on a chair.

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Hey guys!

Yeah this chapter is a little short. IM SORRY! But I hope you liked it!

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-Maria