aggression | luke hemmings

Chapter Twelve

Luke's POV

I couldn't believe it. Brent showed up. Kelsee didn't show him our room, did she? I will kill her if she did, I will.

I swing my fist at Brent and he luckily did not block it. He stumbles back into the door, Ash steps up and punches him in the chest so it's hard to breathe.

"S-stop..." Brent says, wheezing on the floor now.

"Why should we do that?" Ashton asks as I kick him hard in the side.

"I just w-want to apologize... to Becca," Brent says. "To take her back."

"Like hell," Ash says and throws another punch, at his stomach though. Brent groans and tries to kick me, I dodge though. Why is he so easily beat up when he was the one abusing Becca?

I hear a sob from the bathroom, I hadn't noticed Becca went in.

"Ash," I say. "C-"

"I'll cover, go to Becca," He cuts me off and continues punching Brent. I nod and rush to the bathroom door, I try the knob but it won't budge. I step back and kick the door open, I see Becca crying on the floor, her hair a tangled mess and her knees shielding her face.

"Becca, it's me," I whisper and kneel in front of her. Her arms immediately open, I lean in and hold her tightly and feel how violently she is shaking. Becca sobs into my shoulder and I hear a groan from Brent as well as something slamming into the floor.

I shift so that I'm sitting on the floor, Becca in my lap and clutching onto my shirt. I rub her back for the extra comfort.

"How did he get here?" She says in between cries.

"I don't know, but I'll find out for you, okay? I'll make sure he doesn't come back, babe," I whisper in her ear. She nods and tightens her grip around me, I do the same with her and whisper soothing things to her.

She stops shaking soon and I hear Ashton grunt, he shows up at the bathroom door with a busted lip and bloody teeth. He spits in the sink and kneels down next to Becca and I. She turns her head microscopically and lets go of me, her arms wrapping around Ashton. I smile and he hugs her back, I run my hands over my hair and look into the living room. Brent lays there, unconscious, blood on the floor next to his face, and his nose is twisted in ways I'd rather not see. There is blood trickling down from the corners of his mouth and he is on his back. His fist is clenched as if he was going to punch Ash but he was already knocked out.

I walk quietly back into the bathroom, Becca is sitting where she was in the first place and Ashton is rubbing her back, sighing down at her.

"Hey," I say and kneel down in front of Becca, next to Ash.

"L-Luke," she cries.

"Yeah?" I ask and caress her knee with my thumb.

"I love you," she says weakly. Ashton stares at me, smiling. I smile back at him.

"I love you too, Becca," I say softly, Ash puts his hand on my shoulder. "To Pluto and back, 74.5 times." Becca looks up at me and smiles, her face is pink from crying a lot but that doesn't matter. I lean forward and kiss her forehead, lingering for a few seconds. "Ash broke his nose," I add.

"What? I did?" He says and stands up to go see. I think he knows already, but he's leaving Becca and I alone for a reason. I stretch my arms out for Becca to come into, she steps forward and I wrap my arms around her.

"I have to tell Ashton now," she says softly. "About Brent."

"When we get back out there, you can tell him," I say. Becca nods and pulls away, her eyes go to my busted knuckles. She frowns, running her fingers softly over the cuts and bruises, she stands up and gets a wet wash cloth.