It Started With A Kiss, How Did It End Up Like This? (Muke)

Chapter 12

LUKES P.O.V.

It was causing me pain I didn't know where to find Michael, I wish I could curl up and die. I don't know if Michael chose to run way or someone is after him. But after that letter, I was sure he was somewhat kidnapped. I had his phone on me but the awful thing about his passcode it was a worded one.
I think I should try to get into the phone. Find Michaels interest. I tried All Time Low, his favorite band, but that didn't work. I tried 5SOS, but it didn't work. I tried Spider-Man, one of his favorite movies but nope. Then I thought, did he do what I did? I tried the passcode Luke and it let me in, thank fucking god. I opened his messages and saw this random number. I read the texts.
"Meet me at the lake by 6... Or the boy gets it..." I read aloud
I was then a crying mess. You could clearly tell this was Michaels father. Why didn't he tell me? We could have been okay. We could have called the cops, but instead he sacrifices his life for me. I don't deserve him. Why would he do this? Why didn't he tell anyone?
Where is his old house? I know it was 5 down from Ashton's.
I grabbed my phone and texted Ash "Whats the address of your old house?"
He replied the address and I walked. I reached it and felt nostalgia. I walked down 5 and found it. Should I knock? Should I break in? Should I wait? It seemed more logical to wait. I sat towards the side of the house slumping on my back.

MICHAELS P.O.V.

I was so violated. It wasn't right. My father. Why would he do this? I don't like this feeling, of being weak and helpless. Honestly, I would rather fuck Luke 400 times in one day than my own father. I almost wanted to laugh at that, but it in all honesty was true. I could do nothing. I was blacked out. When I woke up it was too late. I could do nothing. My father now is out getting beer. Leaving the house under a lockdown. Locking every door till I was trapped in the small bedroom, I didn't even have a view out the window. It was the side of the house and all I saw the neighbors brick wall. I couldn't stop crying. I couldn't do anything anymore.
I walked to the window and banged on it insanely. Someone help me. I was basically was smacking it. Then I was greeted by a familiar figure. Wait, LUKE! He frowned and I mouthed help me. He struggled to open the window but when he did it, I was halfway out. Then my father open the door.
"WHAT THE FUCK!" He yelled throwing a beer bottle at my head. Making me bleed in an instant. Luke gasped.
Luke got a grip on me and pulled me out, we ran to the woods and sat down on a branch.
"Are you okay Mikey?" He asked really nervous and worried.
"N-no" I cried into his shoulder.
"What happened?" He asked scared
"He was beating me, throwing beer bottles at me. Screaming, and then-" I stopped when the tears became too much
"He did what?"
"He was the one who raped me at 13. He did it again, he did it again." I said as a sobbing mess
"Mikey, your with me now. It's okay." He said wrapping his arms around me then using his sleeve to stop the bleeding of a cut on my head.