Reasons [Lashton]

Chapter 3{**}

Ashton's (POV)
I was sitting towards the back of the class watching Bridget all over Luke. He looked totally annoyed by her. I remember when I was in 4th grade she called me cute. I thought she was pretty but not pretty in a relationship way if that makes sense. You see I was still confused about my sexuality. (TIME SKIP)
I opened the door to my house and my dad was no where to be seen. I quietly went to my room and locked the door. I plugged in my headphones and tried doing my homework. After about 40 minutes I was done. My dad was home and was playing music. My stomach grumbled but i ignored it. I went downstairs to get my charger and my dad was sitting there drinking he looked at me. I wanted to run but that would make worse. He walked over and slapped me hard in the face. He then pushed me to the ground and kicked my stomach three times. I was in tears and he lifted me up looking evilly at me before he punched me in the eye. He called me wimp for crying. He let go of me and I ran upstairs with the charger in my hand. I sat down not in the mood to even use my laptop anymore and cried myself to sleep. Sadly, tomorrow would barely Thursday.

Luke's (POV)
I woke up to my blaring alarm. I got up and put on some black skinny jeans and band T. I grabbed a cereal bar and went to the bus stop. Which I should mention Ashton's stop is after mine.
(Time Skip)
I saw when he got in the bus he had a really bruised cheek you could tell he had tried covering it up with concealer and was sort of limping which brought sadness in me. He sat alone and he plugged in his headphones. I got the courage and walked over to his seat and sat next to him. His eyes widened and he just stared at me. I said hi but he just had a blank expression he really never speaks. The only time I hear his voice is when he whimpers or groans. Not even class when the teacher asks him for his homework. I didn't move away and he shifted uncomfortably in his seat. I didn't bother talking to him and he didn't make me go away at least I can say I'm sitting next to him. The bus came to a stop and we were at school. I got up and told him we were here. He just looked up and put his phone away not saying a word. We walked out and he rushed over to his locker still limping. I felt a little disappointed that he didn't speak back but I understand him I think. I walk to my locker and put away my books. I walk over to Ashton and try talking to him. He just stares and walks past me before I could even say a word. I walk away disappointed but I'm not giving up.