Blinded | a.i

chapter 3

"I need to talk to you" The deep Australian voice echoed through the house. Calums head shot up and we were met with Ashton's narrowed eyes looking at us. His eyes focused on me and his eyes squinted too get a closer look, his expression changed as soon as he saw the bruise that was forming on my face.

"What the fuck is that" His voice boomed through the house. He quickly paced over too me taking long strides and running his hand through his hair.

"It's nothing" I mumble and fiddle with my fingers. I tried to avoid eye contact with everyone in the room by hiding my face with my hair. Ashton made his way over to me and put his hand on my cheek, I flinched due to the sudden contact and he withdrew his hand from my face. He looked angry as I looked at him but his emotion soon changed as he saw the tears in my eyes.

"No no, please don't cry" he said and sat down next to me wrapping his arms around me. I buried my face into his chest and hugged him tightly.

"I needed you" I sobbed into his chest. At first I don't think he understood what I meant by this but he sighed and mumbled 'stupid' to himself. He held onto me tighter and rocked back and forth on the couch. I looked up and saw the guys starting to make their way into the kitchen to leave us alone.

"I'm so fucking sorry Evelyn" He said mostly to himself. I looked up at him to see tears falling down his face and my anger towards him suddenly disappeared. He brought his hand up too his face and wiped the tears away.

"I told you I would always protect you"

flashback

4 years ago

"Come back slut" the girls chased after me in the halls. Everywhere I turned someone was laughing at me, I clutched my books to my chest and ran faster. Before I knew it my face hit the floor, my books and papers flying everywhere. I groined in pain and picked up my broken glasses from the school floor, I attempted to pick my papers up but they were smacked out of my hands once again. "Are your group of boys not here to help you out" Bridget fake pouted, but laughed after. She pulled me up to my feet and pushed my against the locker pinning me in place. My face scrunched with fear and I closed my eyes tightly hoping they would come soon.

"You keep taking Ashton from me, and I don't like it" she snapped in my face. Bridget has always had a thing for Ashton, but he never really payed attention to her. A small group formed around us growing bigger with every yell she let out. She clutched onto the collar of my shirt slamming my back against the locker making my shoulder make a small dent in them. I let out a small whimper, and bit my lip to keep me from crying in pain. I the group started to grow larger as she yelled at me.

"SLUT"

"BITCH"

She slammed my back against the locker one more time before laughing and letting me go causing me to slump to the ground. The group had grown larger than before and everyone was yelling one simple word 'fight'

"Everybody move!" an all to familiar voice screamed causing everyone to be quite. A tall boy pushed threw the crowd and crouched down next to me. His head snapped over to Bridget and he shook his head in disgust. "You fucking bitch, get the hell away from us" Bridget attempted to speak but she was frozen in shock, her cheeks were bright red from embarrassment. "Leave!" he screamed. Bridget and her 'friends' scurried down the hall as quickly as they could. He returned back to me and put his hand behind my head and his other on my arm to pull me up to my feet.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here soon enough" he practically dragged me out the door over to his car.

"It's fine, your here now" I wince at the pain in my back from being slammed into the lockers.