He threw punch after punch, my dad's teeth coming out here and there with blood. His black wings were coated with red, and my dad's body was almost limp beneath him. He didn't look scared, he looked amussed. He was doing that awful smirk and saying something, which caused the boy, Ashton? to drop him. He backed up and hit my bed, sitting down as my Dad stood up and stood infront of him.
I tried to speak, but I still couldn't. I was completely frozen, even my mind felt uncontrollable.
He seemed cocky, like he had achieved everything in the world. My Dad's legs wobbled when he stodd, hovering over Ashton, since Ash was sitting. He put a hand around Ashton's neck, the wings had rid him of any upper clothing, which actually scattered my floor. His head looked up at my Dad, and from the corner of his eye I could see darkness. That's how I knew he was angry, because everything was just black. His face held no emotion, if it wasn't for the darkness in his eyes he would look beautiful. Like a little boy, staring up to an Angel. Instead, it was big eyes staring into the horrible man I call Father.
It was all evil, his eyes. That's what everyone would think.
All evil is disguised as beautiful, has anyone ever though maybe beautiful is desguised as evil?
I barely blinked and my Dad was back down on the ground. Whatever he had told Ashton before had hit his strenght, I'm guessing, making him back down in shock, but it seemed like he was saying simliar things now, only firing Ashton further.
I silently cheered in my mind, not even really caring if my dad were to die.
I want him to meet death.
But, at the same time, I wanted my Dad to survive. I don't know where this sudden hope my dad could live another day came from, but I just wanted it all to stop. I wanted all the pain to end.
Ashton's arms went up and down, beating my dad into nothing. I cried and smiled at the same time. Wanting to lung forward and stop Ashton when he got my dad and punched him straight in the jaw, breaking it instantly and pushing him back down onto the floor. I was scared but relieved at the same time.
"SHE'S MINE, DON'T HURT WHAT'S MINE. DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO PEOPLE WHO HURT WHAT'S MINE?"
The words hit me hard, I want my dad gone, forever, never to come back again. But do I really, really want him dead? The more and more I thought, the more I realized even someone as horrible as him shouldn't die, hthey should suffer in prison until they die. "No, no. Ashton, please stop, don't...don't do this! He didn't me-"
He turned to me with such speed I almost fell back, his body now in front of me while my dad whimpered in the corner. "He raped you and beat you! This man deserves something way farther than death," His veins were popping out and I could swear he was foaming at the mouth. I didn't like it this way.
I was scared of him.
He saw the look in my eyes and he sofened, but still let go anf turned to my dad. "He hurt what's mine," He whispered.
"Ashton, please," I grabbed his arm lightly and he turned his eyes back to me, no longer all black. More brown with white around and pupils dilated so much they seemed nonexistant.
It didn't take long for him to crush, falling onto my bed beside me. I think he has some soft spot for me, but even now I could feel his breathing heavy. If I hadn;t said anything, my Dad would be gone. If I hadn't oulled him back, he would've kept going.
He nodded slowly and hugged me, crying into my shoulder. "I'm so sorry Baby, he, I shouldn-- I should've been here to save you," He cried and so did I, I was grateful for him being here, though."He hurt you, my own, and I wasn't here. I should've done something a long time ago, he can't treat you this way forever, never should have."
My Dad deserved pain for what he did to me,yes, the pain that I was feeling all over. All the red bruises that would be present for weeks now.
"Look what he did to you," He rubbed my arm, myself hizzing in pain. "I'm going to make him fell what you're feeling. Tears fell every second, and Ashton pulled away before placing a small kiss to my mouth. It felt like something bubbly, like champagne or something. It was like I shocked by a battery almost, I rubbed my lips with my finger and instantly thought of Conner.
I tried to grab his arm, telling him to not hurt him any further, that he got what he deserved, but he was already out of reach. I tried to scream, but nothing came out. Ashton's hands hovered over my Dads' head as he held him upright beside him, and he started to scream. Clenching his teeth and rolling around in around in Ashton's hands like puddy.
Pain left my body and relief filled in, I looked down and my bruises started to fade. I gished, not believing what I had seen.
"You must've been made by a God," I whispered, not wanting to do anything more than to hug him and tell him",Thank you.
Ash looked at me, his eyes back to green", You're welcome, Love."
I watched as Ashton stood above my Dad, standing him up and whipping his hands over his face. The blood dissapeared from my Dad's, and he searched his pockets until he found a pair of keys to my Dad's old truck.
"I'm going to drive him to the E.R, trust me, Rose, he will never hurt you again," He rubbed my cheeck, but had to lean over since I was still huddled in the corner, unable to move.
"I love you, please, sleep some Babe, you really need it," He kissed my forhead and leaned his on mine, then left a small peck to the corner of my mouth.
I was blushing, slightly, but tears still feel every once in a while. My sudden death threats to my dad changed when I saw him seconds away from it, Ashton had hit him and kicked him so many times I wasn't sure if my father was still alive.
Ashton picked up his black shirt and leather jacket, tugging them on and grabbing my Dad, somehow holding the 300 pound man in his tiny arms with no struggle.
I watched as he walked away, still rubbing my lips. Remembering the reseblence to the boy and Conner when he called me 'his'.
A/N
Suckiest two parter known to man
Lily, I know you know this song, c'mon
Think about the lyrics in her situation, Ashton's her light and without him life's just a big 'o' nightmare
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