Whiskey princess (Pierce the Veil Mike Fuentes fanfic)

(4)The Only Hope for Me is You

Ash's pov

I woke up and realized I was next to Mike. He had held me last night after my nightmare, and he hadn't let me go since. I looked closely at him. He was gorgeous. I doubt he likes me though, there isn't anything special about me. He opened his eyes and kissed my forehead. I almost fainted. He was looking at me funny. I tried looking away, but he used his hand and lifted my chin.

"You look so much more beautiful when you smile, Ash." he whispered to me softly. I smiled. He seemed satisfied and pulled me closer to him. His breathing was steady and comforting.

"I love you." I whispered almost so he couldn't hear it.

~Mikes point of view~

I had woken up with her still in my arms. She was studying me and I took the chance to look at her more closely. Her eyes were an electric blue, it was almost unnatural. She tried looking away from me, and I gently lifted her head back up. She smiled at me and said she loved me. God, that smile was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. I tightened my grip on her and she settled down with her head on my shoulder. This girl is not getting away from me. She can't without killing me.

I woke up again around 8 the morning after her nightmare. Vic came out and started making some coffee. He looked at me and the beautiful girl that he knew I wanted so bad.

"You stayed with her all night?" he asked and I nodded.

"Vic, she's different. Can they stay with us at least until the end of the tour? I'm not leaving her to the mercy of that bastard again." I said while fighting not to raise my voice. I didn't want to wake up Ash, she needed the sleep.

"Sure bro. We can go get their stuff later. Only if she wants to stay though." he said. I felt Ash stir in my arms and realized she had just woken up. I kissed the top of her head as she buried her face into my chest and I felt her smile into my shirt.

"Yes, I want to stay. But I don't want to get my things alone." she said. She must have heard the conversation. I promised that I would go with her and got up to get her some coffee. Even after just waking up Ash looked beautiful. Her hair was slightly messy and she sat on the couch with her knees tucked against her chest. That hair was so beautiful. It almost matched the color of her eyes. And her smile made me want to find any way to keep it there forever.

~Ash's pov~

When I woke up again I had heard Mike saying he wanted me to stay. I agreed and he got up to get me some coffee. He keeps looking at me funny. I don't know what it is, but I don't mind it.

When we went to my house, I took Mike inside with me. My mother flew over to me and grabbed my hair, pulling me to the ground.

"Where have you been, you little whore. Who is this? Your new pimp? You were supposed to be home yesterday you little bitch!" she screamed into my face as she started punching me. I let her continue and my father joined in.

"Ash!" Mike said starting to walk toward me.

"Mike, just go get all of my clothes and put them in the bag that's on the bed. Grab the notebook too." I said when I had broken away from my parent's wrath for a few seconds. They grabbed me by my hair and pulled me to the floor again. When Mike had left my mom grabbed a knife off of the floor. I closed my eyes and felt a sharp pain in my leg. Not meaning to, I let out a cry of pain.

~Mike's pov~

I went into her room and started grabbing everything that I could. I started with the clothes and then started grabbing everything else including a blanket that had the band on it. I heard Ash scream and ran out with what I had. She was lying on the floor with a knife in her leg. Vic appeared in the door with Tony and Jaime close behind. Vic took the bag while Tony and Jaime grabbed her parents. I picked up Ash, her beautiful pale skin was stained red. I took her to the van and she sat up and looked at me.

"Thanks, Mike." she said while pulling the knife out. Laura took it and started cutting off her jeans while I went inside to get the guys. Her parents had passed out and were on the floor when we left. When we got in the car Ash was in the back in only her underwear. Laura was pushing on the wound and Ash once again passed out. The bleeding stopped and Laura insisted that Ash didn't need a hospital. I looked back at them. Looking at Ash brought tears to my eyes. She didn't deserve that, and she wouldn't let me help her. The cut really wasn't that deep and she didn't need a hospital, but on her thin body it looked deadly. I had to force myself to look away before I cried in front of the guys. Laura took a water bottle and washed the blood off of her while we went back to the bus.

When we were back at the bus, I picked up Ash to take her inside and that's when I saw it. She had scars running from her mid-thigh up until her belly button. I gasped and Vic came over and looked at them. Some were new, most of them were new, and a few were old. She has been cutting herself on top of all of the bruises her parents gave her. She woke up when I set her on the couch.

~Ash's pov~

Mike set me on the couch at the bus when I woke up. I instantly noticed that he was looking at my scars and tried pulling my shirt over them. He just looked at me and pulled my hand out of the way.

"Why would you do that to yourself, when you've already been through so much?" he asked, sounding a little hurt.

"What? So its okay for them to hurt me, but I can't hurt myself?" I asked with tears in my eyes. He sat next to me and hugged me.

"Its not okay for anyone to hurt you, my whiskey princess." he whispered. And he held me there until they had to go onstage.

"I can't take this anymore! Ash, I want to die!" Laura yelled at me. We had gotten into an argument about my cuts.

"Oh, and you think I don't? Why don't you just hang yourself then?" I yelled back. Laura used to cut, but her scars have long since faded. She thought that I had stopped. I turned around and walked out. Laura ran after me.

"You don't mean that. Take it back!" she screamed at me. I turned around and hugged her.

"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." I said crying. Laura couldn't die on me, she was all I had other than Mike. The guys came back to us crying our eyes out. Mike and I went to the bar and drank. The next day there was a huge show and Mike was really stressed about it. We went back to the bus late and slept in his bunk.