My Half Brother - A Ross Lynch/R5 Fanfic

Chapter 37 - Funny Business

Chapter 37 – Funny Business

Ashley-

“W-who are you?” I ask again, and the figure moves out of their shadow, and suddenly, Rocky appears. My eyes widen. “How’d you get here?”

“I don’t care that you’re with Ross,” he says, walking toward me, ignoring my question. He arrives in front of me, taking my forearm in his large hand. “You’re mine.”

“Let go,” I say. “Let go, Rocky.” I try to pull my arm away, but he tightens his grip on it. “You’re not going anywhere until you know you’re mine.”

He pushes me roughly onto the couch, hovering over me. Tears start to fill my eyes in fear, because who knows what he’s planning on doing. I try to push him off me, but it’s no use. He’s way stronger than me, and he just keeps pushing me back down. The next I know, he has all my clothes off, and his follow mine onto the floor –

“ROSS!” I scream, shooting up in bed, looking around frantically, then down at myself, and thank god I still had my clothes on. Tears start pouring down my face, and I couldn’t help but grab my phone, and dial Ross.

“Baby? What’s wrong? You alright? Are the kids-“

“Ross,” I whimper into the phone, stopping him mid-sentence. “I-I had a b-bad dream.” I stutter out my words.

“About what?” I hear shuffling on his end of the phone, then it gets quieter in the background. “You wanna talk about it?” I sniff. “I guess.”

“It started with someone leaving notes starting in the kitchen, then the backyard at our secret place,” I say, sniffing again. “Then the note there said to go down to your music room, and I did. Then someone was in the shadowy light; Rocky appeared, then he t-tried to-“ I couldn’t help but start to cry again.

“No, no,” Ross says softly. “It’s okay, Ash. What’d he try to do?” I sniff, wiping my eyes, my makeup smearing against my skin. “He tried to rape me, Ross.” I harshly whisper, and I hear Ross gasp slightly from his end of the phone.

“He’d never do that,” he whispers, trying to calm me. “But he did kiss me awhile ago, Ross, so I don’t know if that’s why I had the dream…”

“No, no,” he whispers still. “Shh. Okay, I’ll be home soon.”

“No Ross, you-“ He hangs up quickly, and I’m going to assume he didn’t realize I was going to speak, because he’d never hang up on me, unless we were in a fight.

I wipe my tears with the heel of my hand, my makeup still smearing. I stand, walking over to the bathroom, looking in the mirror, and what was before me was horrific. My mascara streaming down my cheeks, concealer smudged everywhere. It’s not the prettiest sight. I start wipe it all off, then wash my face, just freshen up.

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I still sit on our bed, several hours later, and Carter and Annabelle managed to make mac-n-cheese for dinner, which is decent. I was going to make something for them, but Carter wanted show his ‘responsibility.’ He even made me some, which I didn’t mind (it wasn’t the best mac-n-cheese, but I’ll live).

“Babe! Where are you?” I hear Ross call from downstairs not long after we all ate, then a chorus of “DAD! YOU’RE HOME!” Then, “Where’s your mom?” A slight silence. “Upstairs in your room.” And finally, fast footsteps coming up the stairs, then Ross runs through our bedroom doorway, speeding over to where I’m sitting on our bed.

“Baby,” he breathes, bringing me into his arms. “It’s all going to be okay, okay?” I nod against his chest. “You didn’t have to come back home for this. I would’ve lived.”

“I know,” he says softly, kissing the top of my head. “But I was worried sick. I still am, but now that I’m here and you’re in my arms, I’m okay.” I silently ‘awe.’ “I love you.” I tilt my head up to look at him, and he has a small smile on his face. “Love you too, Ash.”

“So what was that thing you had planned?” I ask, making Ross chuckle. “Oh, just this.” I laugh a little. I’ll never know with Ross, will I?

Carter-

I feel bad that Mom had a bad dream. But how is Dad home? He flew out, just to make sure Mom’s alright? Aww. I bet I’d do that if I went on tour when I’m older, of course. And now, hearing Mom and Dad talking, I can’t help but smile a slight bit.

“What’re you smiling about?” Annabelle asks as we stand outside Mom and Dad’s bedroom door.

Yeah, okay, we may be eavesdropping, but it’s only because I’m worried about Mom.

“Shh, you dimwit,” I whisper somewhat quietly. “I’m just making sure Mom’s okay.”

Belle pouts her famous pout. “You called me a ‘dimwit!’ That’s not very nice!” I cover her mouth. “Shh! I’m sorry just – what if I buy you a new set of piano books?” She nods eagerly under my palm, moving away from it.

Ashley

Ross leans down and connects our lips, that is, until we hear whispers and snickers from outside our door.

“Kids?” Ross calls loud for them to hear. We hear small gasps, then they finally appear in our doorway, guilty expressions on their faces. “What’re you doing?”

“Um,” Carter scratches the back of his neck nervously. “It was all C’s fault!” Annabelle blurts, making Carter glare at her. “Was it?” I try to not smile.

“Okay, fine,” Carter starts. “Maybe it was, but it was only because I was worried about you, Mom!” I can’t help but smile a little at his desperate ‘please-don’t-get-mad’ tone. “Why’re you smiling?”

“You’re cute,” I smile more now, and he smiles slightly now, too. I look up at Ross now. “Don’t you have to go now?”

“ROSS SHOR! Get down here! Now!” We all hear Mom call from downstairs, and Ross’ eyes widen, but pecks my lips quickly, getting up, then mouthing, ‘I love you beautiful’ and walking out the door. “Is Ashley okay up there? YOU OKAY, ASH?” I hear Mom call the last part up to me.

“Yeah! Love you both! See you soon!” I call, but decide to walk downstairs with the kids, meeting them at the door.

“Bye,” I say softly, pecking Ross’ lips. “Love you.”

“Love you too.”

And with everyone’s goodbyes done, Mom and Ross walk out the door, turning back to wave once more, before driving away.

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A/N:  Hiya!

What do you think about the result of Ashley’s dream? What do you think is going to happen between Ashley and Rocky now?

Tell me your thoughts! :D

Love you  all,

~Ashley xx