Past Coming Back (part 2 of Small Town Favorite)

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Luke's POV:
"Whats wrong, baby?" I asked Ashleigh in a panicked tone. I looked over at my alarm clock. 2:24 A.M. No answer. Just heavy breathing and sobbing. "Ash, baby, I'm on my way, please stay right where you are. I said and jumped out of bed. I quickly threw on a pair of sweats and ran out the door with my pickup keys in my hand.

Ash called me about two minutes ago crying. I asked her what was wrong over and over again, but she just couldn't speak. It was like she was so scared that nothing but tears and screams came out. I don't know what's wrong. I sped through the town and pulled up to her house in a few moments. I killed the truck and sprinted to the door with my pistol just in case. I grasped the door nob and tried to twist it. Locked. I began to panic, but then remembered Ash gave me a spare key.

I quickly ran and got it out of the console of my truck and I unlocked the door. The house looked fine. I don't think anyone broke in. I stood in silence for a split second until I heard faint crying noises coming from her room. I ran as fast as I could to see what was wrong. Of course, right when I tried to open her bedroom door, it was locked. "Ashleigh, open the damn door!" I screamed out of frustration and fear. She quickly unlocked it and I wrapped my arms around her tightly and tried to sooth her cries.

"I'm sorry I screamed, but I was scared to death that something had happened to you." I said. She nodded and cried silently into my bare chest. I picked her up and moved her to the bed. "Baby, can you please tell me what's wrong?" I asked soothingly. Her breathing hitched for a moment, but she slowly nodded. I let her settle down for a few minutes, then she was ready to talk.

Ashleigh's POV:
"I've got some things I need to tell you before I tell you what happened just a few minutes ago." Luke nodded while listening intently. "Well-uh, please don't be mad at me for keeping this from you for so long, but I didn't have a choice." I said. He nodded once again.

"So, about a month before you and I got back together again, I had met someone at the clinic." I said. I saw his jaw clench a tiny bit, as if he thought I had been cheating on him. "But, he ended up being no good. He yelled at me after our first week together and tried to force me into things I didn't want to do." I explained while trying to hold back tears. He wiped the single one that fell away quickly. I hate him seeing me so upset. "When I tried to break things off with him, he got mad and hit me in the face." I said and pointed at the tiny bruise that was much larger before it started healing.

"Who was he?" Luke questioned immediately. "I'll kill him." "No Luke, I'm not done yet." I said. He sat back down and nodded his head. "After that, he forced me into his bedroom and he-he," I broke out into tears again and Luke wrapped me in his strong arms. "Did he do what I think your about to say? Did he- rape you?"Luke asked. I nodded as more tears fell more quickly. "Oh my god." Luke said. "Is this what you were upset about the other day?" He asked. I nodded. "Why didn't you tell me sooner. "He told me if I told anyone, he'd find out and he'd make me- pay."

Luke stood up and went into a complete rage. "How could he take advantage of you like that?" He asked hysterically. I dropped my head. "Tell me who he is." He demanded. I sighed. "Luke, what if he comes to find me?" I asked as I began to panic. "He won't. You coming to live with me now. I'll get full time bodyguards for my house and when we go out in public. He will never touch you again. After I beat the livening shit out of him, he'll go to prison." Luke said. I began to cry again and Luke calmly asked for his name again. "Steven Johnson." I said and flinched at just the sound of his name. Luke picked up his phone and made a few calls. "I found him."

Luke brought me to his house and put me in the bedroom. He locked all of the doors on his way out and made sure that there were enough bodyguards outside the front door and the gates. I left the house with complete rage in his eyes.

Luke's POV:
I'm so pissed. I feel bad for Ash, she doesn't deserve that, no woman does. I drove to the location I have memorized in my head that my manager gave me. I arrived and slowly walked to the front door. I knocked and heard rustling around in the house. Well, it is three in the morning. "Hello?" A skinny red headed man in a t-shirt and basketball shorts said in a groggy voice at the door. He had tan skin and a pretty fit body. "Hi-uh, are you Steven Johnson?" I asked calmly. "Yes sir." He said confidently. I filled with rage once again and clenched my fist. I tried to hold myself back for a few seconds, but then thought, what the hell, he deserves it.

I swung my right fist into his face as hard as I possibly could after a few moments of silence. He fell to the ground and tried to defend himself. He slowly raised back up and hit me in the stomach. I fell forward a bit, but quickly regained my feeling. I hit him again and he fell down. I stood over his torso and beat his face into his scull. Blood was coming from his nose. He gave up and I finally stopped. "Did you rape my girlfriend?" I asked. He smirked. "Probably." He said in a cocky tone. I got mad again and beat his face until he was barely conscious, but he definitely couldn't get up.

"You're gonna be behind bars for a long time." I said while dragging out the g in "long." I stood up from my knees and pulled my phone out of my pocket. I stopped when he began speaking again. He smirked. "I've got people my friend, and when they find out that Ashleigh told on me, they'll make her pay, just because I'm behind bars, doesn't mean she won't regret telling you." He said. I clenched my jaw. "Go to fucking hell, bitch." I said and walked to the door. All that piece of shit is good for is giving my arms a little bit of a work out.

I stood in his doorway while his helpless body laid unconscious on the ground. He eventually passed out after a minute or two. I called the police and waited for them the return to the property. I explained to them that I beat the fuck out of him until he admitted to rape, they also had to bring Ashleigh down, so she could explain what was going on. She seemed a lot more confident with herself. She didn't cry one bit. I guess she realized that he was the one who should be punished, not her. I still don't know why she called me in the middle of the night crying though.

The police thanked us for our time and they hauled his ass off the prison. I hope that son of a bitch wakes up in a cell. Ashleigh and I returned back to my- our house. I'm gonna hire professional movers to move Ashleigh's stuff down here. I can't risk her being near that place.

I walked into the bedroom where Ashleigh had been laying down. 5:21 a.m. That's what the alarm clock on the bed stand said. "Can I ask you a question?" I said and sat down on the side of the bed. She sat up and nodded her head at me. "What happened in your room last night? Why'd you call me crying?" I asked. She widened her eyes. "Oh lord, I completely forgot to tell you, I had a really bad dream that felt realistic. He was in my room and he was trying to... do stuff to me." She said in a slightly sad tone. I pulled her into my arms. "Well, you don't have to be scared anymore. He's not coming close to you ever again." I said. She nodded.

We laid down and I pulled her close to me. "I love you." I whispered. "I love you, too." Ashleigh said. She fell asleep quickly after that and so did I. The last thing I had on my mind was what Steven said. He has people? They won't try to hurt Ashleigh. I hope they don't. I'm gonna do my best to protect her from anything. I just got her back and I'm not risking losing her again.

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