Weak [Lashton AU]

Chapter 3

The attached photo is the photo taken on an iPhone. You'll find out in the story :).

"Honey, get yo ass down here!"

Her signature catchphrase.

I walked downstairs. My mum wasn't in the kitchen, until I heard other people talking. I walked to find my mum's co-worker. I gapped at the two familiar faces.

Julie and Luke.

"What are you two doing here?" I mouthed. Luke seemed to have no idea what I asked.

Knowing lip syncing like I do, "I sent you a text a minute ago." Julie mouthed, back.

I quickly walked upstairs to my room and grabbed my phone.

Julie:

So... this is gonna be awkward. Luke is my brother and we're coming over for dinner because my dad also happens to be your mum's co-worker... haha, how ironic is that?!...

I threw my phone, not worrying about it breaking. I laughed at myself like a maniac in anger. I put on a cap and walked back downstairs steaming with anger of my mom not warning me first with my head down until I smacked into something hard. I immediately fell on my bottom and bumped down the stairs until stopped by two tall legs. I looked up.

I rubbed my head, "Ouch, what the fu-" I looked up to see Luke standing there looking guilty, realizing I was under his crotch, so I backed myself up a bit.

"Oh, my god! I'm so sorry Ashton! Are you okay? Did you bruise? Are you hurt? Do I need to call 9-"

"Okay, shut the fuck up and help me up already, clumsy."

He reached out his hand to help, "you're the one that smacked into me," I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up.

"Just say 'yes dear' and all of this would be significantly easier," I said in sarcasm.

"Yes dear," he recited.

I laughed as we walked back downstairs. I didn't realize his hand was on my back until it reached my ass.

"Don't put your hand there!" I yelled helplessly in surprise.

"Aw, can I take a picture?" my mum yelled from another room.

She probably heard me because she ran quickly to us with her phone and aimed the camera at us. I immediately looked at the camera and smiled, not wanting to look bad in the photo. I heard the phone click as the picture was taken.

"Mum!" I screamed, "why did you do that!?" I paused. "Let me see..."

I took the phone from her hand and looked at the photo. I smiled and starred at the photo. We looked so adorable in the photo. For once, I feel like I'm needed to him. I really think Luke might be into me.

"Can I see?" Luke shrieked at me, over obnoxiously.

"Um... no," I replied blankly, deleting the photo.

I gave the photo back to mum and went to the bathroom. I leaned over the sink and looked up at the mirror. I pushed up my sleeve to reveal scars in straight lines. I sighed and pulled my sleeve back up. I was wearing a black hoodie and denim skinny jeans. I looked at myself for a bit and went to the toilet.

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I walked out of the bathroom and went in my room, revealing Julie sitting on my bed on my phone.

"Hey," she said excitedly once she saw me.

I looked around the room for Luke.

"He's downstairs talking to your mom. He'll be up soon," she said almost reading my mind.

"Yeah..." I responded blankly.

She had a sad expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Nothing..."

"Tell me."

"You wouldn't care."

"Yes I would."

"Prove it."

"Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Tell me!" I shouted.

"Alright, alright," she exclaimed, interrupting me. She sighed, "I'm worried about my mom. She's been drinking a lot ever since my dad left. My older sister and I always hide in her room when she gets violent but I'm worried it will only get worse," she sobbed, now crying.

Grasping the situation, I went to sit down next to her.

I wrapped my arm around her, "hey, everything will turn out how it's supposed to. I'm sure your mom with get over it and come to her senses eventually. All you need is patience," I whispered.

"Yeah," she calmed down. "I guess you're right. I'm being ridiculous."

"Not in the way you think you are." I said.

Luke came in through the door and looked at my arm around her.

"Whoa, am I interrupting something?" he exclaimed in surprise.

"No, of course not," I laughed.

"And besides, we're both homosexual," she added.

Luke walked over next to me and kissed my cheek.

"How about taking me out on a date before raping me," I laughed, being sarcastic.

"Saturday night then it is." He said, without expression.

"Wait, what?" I yelped.

He walked out of the room before I could object.

"What did you just do?" she laughed.

"Good question..." I got up and walked over to the window, thinking about actually going or not.

However, I could barely make out something through the window in the evening darkness. A black figure from the bottom of my house looked up through my window. The person immediately ran away. I couldn't make out who it was, though.

"Julie," I started to hyperventilate, "someone was just outside my window!" I shouted.

"Calm down, Ashton! I'm sure it was nothing," she said, not even believing herself.

This chapter was a LITTLE bit shorter... the photo on the side was the picture Ashton's mom took. So I've been updating this on a daily basis since chapter 1... that's not going to last :).