A Broken Soul

Chapter Twelve

I smiled at Luke as I entered the room. He raised his eyebrow at me questioningly, but I ignored him. I crossed the room and sat next to him, resting my head on his shoulder.

"What did he want this time?" he asked me.

"To talk." I said quietly.

"Why does he keep wanting to talk to you?" he sighed.

"I don't know, just stuff." I mumbled quietly.

"What stuff?" he questioned.

"Can we not keep talking about him." I said sighing.

He nodded and rested his forehead against mine.

I awoke as I heard someone speaking to me.

"Laura." I heard Ashton whisper.

"Hmm" I mumbled.

"We have to go." he said eagerly as he grabbed my hand and pulled me up.

"Where are we going?" I asked groggily.

"I'm getting you out of here." he said looking around nervously.

"What about Luke?" I asked him.

"No just you." he insisted.

"We can't leave him." I whispered.

"Dale is going to kill him anyway, we have to go!" he exclaimed pulling me after him.

"What did you say?" I said as I pulled my hand out of his grasp.

He took my face in his hands.

"We don't have time to get Luke as well, and I have to protect you and the baby." he whispered.

"But Luke is right here." I argued as I turned to look behind me.

I gasped as I realised that Luke had gone.

"He was right here." I said as I started crying.

"Well he's not here now and I have no idea where he is." he said.

"We have to go." he added.

I nodded numbly as he took my hand and we ran.