Let's Go Before Trouble Comes

Chapter 11

"Hello?" Forge answered, and I heard music in the back ground.

"Forge, it's Ash."

"What's going on," Forge asked, and the music got quieter.

"Arrow, h-he's mad about Blake. I, I didn't mean to do it. I didn't wanna make him feel bad," I sobbed, choking on my own tears.

"It's alright. Just calm down, he's just a little drunk. He gets pissed 'bout stupid shit when he's like that, you know this. Just don't pay no attention to him. I'm sure he'll apologize tomorrow," Forge's calming voice spoke.

"Thanks, you always make me feel better," I said.

"Anytime, always here for you," Forge whispered.

I laughed a little, not slightly amused. "That's kinda hard to believe."

"Ash, I'm sorry. I'll never leave you again, I promise," he assured.

"Okay," I said, not believing a word.

"I understand. I don't expect you to believe me, not since I left, twice. But that ain't never happening again, I promise," Forge avowed.

"Please, can't you just come today. I'm lonely as hell, cause everyone is mad at me, even Raven!" I spilled, another tear rolling down my face. I cry way to much, I'm so weak.

"Why's Raven mad?" Forgw questioned.

"Because I let you leave. Eveyone's mad at me for that, except Arrow and Jack. Arrow's mad at me 'cause of Blake, and Jack's sick in his room," I said, laying back on the bed.

"Please come home," I begged again.

"Do you really need me to come back, now?" Forge asked.

"Yes!" I cried.

"Okay, fine. I'll be there in a little bit," Forge said.

"Wait, how you gonna get here?" I asked.

"Motorcycle, my back is almost healed so I'll be fine." I heard some noise coming from the background, not really sure what it was.

"Okay, just be careful," I advised, snuggling into the blankets.

"Love you, my crazy little sister."

"Love you too, my insane older brother." I hung up the phone. I closed my eyes for a minute, not knowing what else to do.

Suddenly, I was in the warehouse, looking like a zombie laying beside Forge. Luke was standing over us, his whip in hand. He started to hit Forge, and Forge screamed out in pain.

"Luke, stop!" I yell as loud as I possibly can. Luke looks at me and smiles.

"Okay, babe. I guess I can hit you for a while now, if you want," Luke says with mock innocence. I felt the first one, more than saw it. It stung, tearing my skin open, creating wounds that won't heal. I yelled, I know I did. But the screams were silent upon my ears, and maybe Luke's too, because he kept on.

Again.

Again.

And again.

"Luke, stop." Arrow's voice was commanding, leaving no room for discussion. I breathed a sigh of relief, thinking this was finally over.

"Why the hell would I do that?" Luke smirks, raising the whip again.

"Because it's my turn." Suddenly, the whip was in Arrow's hands, on my back, stinging worse than ever.

"Arrow?" Forge's broken voice asked from beside me.

"What, Forge?" Arrow's voice for softer when he talked to his best friend.