Awsten's POV:
I'm going to kill him! How can someone be that vile and disgusting? I can't bare to see her crying. I can't bare to see her broken. I held her in my arms. She fit like a glove.
"Everyone back on the bus!" Yelled our driver, Pete.
"Shit!" Isla held my shirt tighter. I knew what she was thinking. She was thinking she'd have to be on a bus with that rat all night.
"It's okay. I won't let him touch you. He'll be gone soon. As soon as I can get in touch with Liz, he'll be gone." I gave her a reassuring squeeze. I stood up and held my hand out for her. She took it and stood, still trembling.
We walked towards the bus, Isla hadn't let go of my hand. I wasn't complaining.
As we got on the bus we saw people drunkenly walking up the steps, including Geoff and Jawn. Then he walked out of the back room towards the step.
I couldn't control myself. I let go of Isla's hand and pounced at him.
I instantly knocked him down and swung my fist into his jaw.
"Don't you dare put your disgusting hands on her again, you dick!" Another punch.
"Awsten what are you doing man?!" Otto tried to pull me off him.
"If you go near her again, I will snap you in half, you hear me!" I ignored Otto and continued to give the rat a bloody nose and black eye.
"Awsten! Stop!" I heard her voice through my fit of anger. I turned to see her face saddened. "Awsten!" Bang! My head throbbed. That son of a bitch just hit me.
"Why do you even care about that fat slag anyway? Trust me you're not getting laid. She's such a cock tease." He spat at me.
"Don't you dare talk about her like that! You're such a piece of shit!" I punched him again, this time knocking him out. Shit! I've never done that before.
Otto pulled me off of him and tried to calm me down.
"Dude! What the fuck has happened?" He looked between me and a crying Isla.
"Did he touch you?" He asked her. She nodded and held her head down.
"We'll get him off the tour don't worry! If anyone touch Grace I'd kill them." He said the last part only to me.
Isla walked over to the small freezer and got some ice. She wrapped it in a kitchen towel and walked closer to me.
"You shouldn't have done that Aws. You didn't have to do that." She placed the ice on the side of my face where that dick hit me. I saw some tears form in her eyes, but they didn't fall.
I lifted my hand to her cheek.
"No one deserves to be treated like that! If it was my sister, I'd hope someone would do the same." She looked at her lap. The tears started falling again.
"Hey, don't cry. It's okay Isla." She dabbled the ice around my jaw.
"No Awsten, it's not okay. Since I've got here I've only caused trouble. This is my fault. I should have realised not to have been walking around in pyjama shorts." I looked at her pained face.
"This is not your fault! Don't say that. Please don't blame yourself." She nodded and looked back down at her lap.
We sat in silence, I heard Otto shuffling around moving Evan's unconscious body to the back room.
"You should try get some sleep. It's 2am." I placed my hand on top of hers.
"I-I don't think I can. What if he wakes up and-" she looked towards her bunk as tears fell from her beautifully icy blue eyes.

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On the Road- Awsten Knight Waterparks
Teen FictionIsla (pronounced eye-la) is a 19 year old girl who has just finished her sound technician degree. She wants to travel the world but has no money. So she decides to try get a job as a roadie, all she brings with her is a small suitcase of clothing, h...