MUTE GIRL (Luke Hemmings Fanfic)

Moving

The police had finally stopped shooting and were starting to head off. I on the other hand was still trying to get out of Ashton's and Calum's grip though I was failing at that badly. "Let her go guys." I heard Luke say from one of the police cars.

Not wasting any time I bolted while crying my eyes out towards my lifeless father. I can't believe he is gone, why did they have to shoot? "Ness are you alright?" Ashton asked sitting next to me. I couldn't respond from being in so much shock. Not even a second later I stood up and turned to Luke furious. "Why the hell did you have to call the fucking police! I could of handled all of this!" I screamed while taking step after step closer to Luke. "I was trying to protect you Nessa." He softly replied. "By getting my father killed! He was all I had left and you took him from me!" I don't know what came over me but the next thing I know I'm slapping Luke in the face. Straight away I regretted it, Luke looked beyond mad. The maddest I have ever seen him to be honest. Luckily for me though Ashton pulled me away before Luke could do anything.

"I think it might be best if Nessa stays with me tonight." Ashton nervously said. "I have a better idea." Luke grumbled. "She can live with you. I'm not having this bitch in my house anymore!"

Everyone was looking at Luke in utter shock, including me. I understand that slapping him was way out of line but he doesn't need to get this worked up about it.

"Luke are you sure you want to do that?" Calum nervously asked. Probably worried that he would blow up on him next. "Luke, I'm..." I started to say but was cut short from Luke slamming his front door. "Come on Ness let's just leave him to cool off." Ashton softly said dragging me away from his house.

I really fucked things up.

When we got to Ashton's house it was just past six o'clock and I was extremely exhausted. I don't know what I am going to do now though. Like what is going to happen to all my things. Will they put me in one of those horrid foster homes. I pray to god they won't do that. Being one of those places is my worse nightmare. No joke!

We were all sitting in the lounge room watching The Heat when we heard someone coming into the house. "Ashton I'm ho..." We all turned around to see Ashton's mother dropping her bags on the floor. "Ash, Ashton can I speak to you in the kitchen for a minute." His mother said ushering her son out.

Ashton's p.o.v

"What's wrong mom?" I asked jumping up onto the bench. "What is Nessa doing here!"