Hospital Walls || l.h.+a.i. [lashton boyxboy]

Chapter 5

Luke's POV :

I sat on the stairs of my house and looked at the sky. It was really blue. Some of my ex-girlfriends always said the sky looked like my eyes but my eyes aren't that beautiful. I saw a cloud and it looked like a heart.

Something inside of me felt like it was broken, again, and I couldn't stop a tear from running down my face. I thought of my mom and my brothers.

They just left.

I woke up and they were gone. My mom always told me she'd love me but at this moment, when I sat there on my bed in this empty house all alone, I felt like everyone hates me.

Then I started to sob like a baby.

I never cried.

I cried too much.

I swore myself to be strong but in that moment everything became too much and I just had to let out the feelings that bottled up inside of me for so long.

Suddenly a car pulled up in the driveway of the Irwin's. The car just stood there for like a minute and then Ashton hopped out of the drivers seat. I laid my head back onto my arms before he could see my tear stained face. Everyone could feel his intense stare and I felt really uncomfortable since I was still crying. I heard the door close and forced myself to look up again.

To be honest I really didn't know why I wanted to talk to Ashton so badly but probably because I wanted to apologize. I never wanted him to loose the biggest part of his friends. It was just one stupid dare and I kind of destroyed his life. Who would've known that his friends are so damn homophobic.

I looked around and my eyes met a pair of hazel ones that stared through his window right to where I was sitting. An uncomfortable heat started to make its way onto my cheecks and I stood up to go back into the house to escape Ashton's look. Of course the door was locked.

"God dammit!" I hit my fist against the door and sat back down and rested my head on my knees. When I looked back over to the window Ashton was gone. I sighed and closed my eyes for a second before a car drove into our driveway. Without opening my eyes I knew who that was and a tear slipped from my eye.

"Luke! Why are you out here?" His voice boomed. I looked up to my father and stood up.

"I-I forgot a key when I left. I'm sorry!" My dad looked at me with anger in his eyes.

"Did you clean up?"

No, I thought.

"Yes, dad." He pushed past me and opened the door to reveal the chaos he left and the chaos I didn't clean up. He turned around and his eyes were not filled with anger anymore. It was worse.

"Did you just lie to me?" My whole body was shaking and I didn't dare to say anything. "ANSWER ME!" He grabbed a book from the table next to him and threw it at me but I could get out of the way at the last second.

"Y-yes, dad. I'm so sorry!" I fell to my knees and looked at the man in front of me with pleading eyes. He looked down at me, furious.

"You're so useless, Lucas." I stood up but immediately fell back down when he kicked my right knee. When I tried to run up the stairs he pulled my leg, again, and I let out a loud cry.

Painful but nothing special.

I laid on the ground and my father kicked me into my stomach.

"Useless!"

Kick.

"Stupid!"

Kick.

"Ugly!"

Kick.

He finally walked away and I just stayed there and held my stomach. After a while I could move again. It hurt like hell bit I wanted to get away before my dad would do something. I tried to go up the stairs but ended up creeping up on my knees. To be sure he wouldn't do anything I locked my door. I leaned against the door and sighed.

I didn't cry, I sighed.

I just hoped it wouldn't get worse, if that was even possible. I pulled out my phone and clicked on twitter to see if Ashton finally accepted my inquire. My face dropped even more when I saw that he declined it. I just wanted to apologize and I wanted the old Ashton back who came up to me awkwardly and tried to make conversation while he looked over to his friends Michael and Renai to make sure he did well.

Now he just looks at me with that look that said 'I hate you, Hemmings' and I hate myself for that.

Again, I sent him an inquire and hoped he'd finally accept it.

I looked for my headphones but I couldn't find them so I just sat there in complete silence. Silence gave me the chance to think and thinking isn't that great sometimes.

My mind went to the first time my dad hit me. It was one week before my mother left. I was trying to cook something for my family because my parents had a fight so I wanted to do them a favor but when I wanted to put everything on the plates one of them fell to the ground and broke. My dad came into the kitchen, stared at the broken plate, stared at me and then I felt the sharp pain in my cheeck. But well, it didn't just stay with 'just' the slaps. I already had to go to hospital before because he threw a broken bottle at me and one piece was stuck in my hand. I still have a scar.

Suddenly I felt my phone vibrate next to me and I got a notification from twitter.

Ashton Irwin accepted your inquire.

and a second one.

Ashton Irwin follows you now.

A small smile made its way to my lips and I went to send him a direct message.

You: Thank you

He didn't answer so I assumed he didn't want to talk to me. I locked my phone and laid it right next to me in case he'd answer. My stomach still hurt but I got distracted by the fact I could finally 'talk' to Ashton and maybe, just maybe, he'd even read my messages but I didn't want to bring my hopes up.

As I laid there on my bed thinking my eyelids got heavier and heavier and I felt myself drift into a deep slumber.

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so I wrote this chapter in italyyyyy whoop

if there are any questions about the story, characters or something else just comment and yeah

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-J