Rejects~ Muke/Cashton

Two

Ashton woke up confused to shouting in his living room

"WHY CANT YOU JUST ACCEPT ME FOR WHO I AM?!?!"

What the hell was that? Ashton thought swinging his legs off the bed.

"WHAT THE H*LL MOM! I'M NOT A F*CK UP! I DON'T NEED THERAPY!"

Is that Michael? That doesn't sound very good. Ashton jumped to his feet and walked out of his room into the living room of his apartment. Michael heard him close the door and raised his head from in between his knees.

"Crap did I wake you up? I'm sorry," Michael said running a hand through his hair and sighing.

"Are you okay Mikey?" Ashton asked, a concerned tone in his voice.

"Well I've definitely been better... She called me and basically said that if I go home that I have to be straight," Michael said trailing off.

"Don't listen to her Mikey you're perfect just the way you are," Ashton said while he walked into the kitchen, grabbing some eggs out of his almost empty fridge.

"I know that there is nothing wrong with me... But other people don't which is what is hard about all of this," Mikey sighed sitting on a stool by kitchen bar.

"Well a whole new school year starts tomorrow which means new people right? Who knows maybe you'll find a hot boy," Ashton said winking at Michael.

"Oh god Ashton please don't," Michael said blushing.

"I'm just saying you never know right?" Ashton said cracking the eggs he grabbed earlier onto a hot frying pan.

"Ashton lets just not talk about school... Crap wait I need to get papers from my mom.... Fuck my life," Michael groaned the last part under his breath.

"Well I'll go over to your house for you to get them if you want?" Ashton half asked half offered.

"No it's okay, but can you drive me?" Michael asked.

"Yeah totally... Let me just eat breakfast and jump in the shower... You want toast or eggs or cereal or something?" Ashton asked.

"No I'm okay I'm not really hungry," Michael said looking down at his calloused hands.

"Here you can have half my eggs," Ashton said as he put half the scambled eggs on his plate and half on another.

"Okay," Michael said quietly, grabbing his plate and fork.

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"Okay here we are, you sure you don't want me to go with you?" Ashton asked as he parked the car.

"No it's okay, besides if you go in with me she'll think you converted me or something and that isn't gonna help," Michael said.

"She still thinks I'm gay?" Ashton asked

"Yep... She's a psycho so don't worry bout it," Michael laughed

"Yea okay... But if you're not out in fifteen I'm going in," Ashton laughed as Michael opened the door.

"Sounds like a plan," Michael said as he nervously walked up to the door, this was gonna suck ass. She stepped onto the porch and knocked on the door. Michael waited for all of two seconds before it swung open and he was faced with his mother.

"So you decided to get the help you need?" She said opening her arms for a hug. Michael literally felt his heart drop into his stomach.

"No mom, there's nothing wrong with me so I don't need any help." Her face dropped and she looked like she was about to start yelling. "Look I'm not here to fight with you... I just came here to grab some stuff and that paperwork I need for school," Michael's mom's' jaw dropped as he walked past her and into his room. Michael could feel tears form in his eyes but he refused to give his mom that satisfaction. He went to his closet and grabbed a duffle bag. He hated that his mom wouldn't just accept him for who he was. I'm her son for fucks sake! Michael thought as he threw his t-shirts and sweaters into the bag. He then went to his dresser and started grabbing jeans and beanies and snapbacks. Ashton is gonna have nowhere to put all my shit. Michael thought as he zipped up the bag and grabbed his guitar off the wall and went downstairs to see the stern faces of his mom and dad waiting for him.

"Michael where do you think you are going?" Michaels dad asked.

"I'm going to my friend's place for a while," Michael said.

"Like hell you are! You need help Michael... I refuse to have my son be a fag!" Michaels dad yelled

"It's who I am dad, so give me my papers so I can leave!" Michael yelled back.

"Son don't you raise your voice with me!" Michael's dad yelled, sitting in his reclining chair with a can of beer.

"Just give me my papers for school!" Michael shouted and as soon and he saw his dad's face he wish he kept his mouth shut. His dad stood up, his jaw clenched as he stood up off the couch and walked over towards michael. "I'm so-" Michael was cut off by a punch to the face.

"Don't come back till you stop believing that your a faggot," Michaels dad said dropping the school papers on top of Michael who was on the floor. Michael tried not to cry, but it was pointless as a few tear streamed down his face. He quickly grabbed all of his things, including the now out of order papers, and almost ran out the front door. As he went down the porch he saw Ashton's car turn on and he quickly threw his things into the back seat and jumped into the passenger seat.

"Michael are you- wait what happened to your face?" Ashton said sounding a bit angry.

"... I don't wanna talk about it... Do you mind me staying at your place for a bit?" Michael asked tracing his fingers over the newly forming bruise on his cheek.

"Not at all... As long as you do your own laundry though," Ashton said trying to lighten the mood.

"I guess I can do that..." Michael jokingly sighed.

"So you wanna tell me what happened in their?" Ashton asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road as he began driving away from the house.

"... I guess... It started with my mom asking if I was finally wanting to be straight. Then after I grabbed my sh*t my dad told me to never come back... He also punched me in the face," Michael said the last part under his breath. The car jolted to a stop in the middle of the quiet neighborhood road.

"He hit you?!" Ashton almost shouted

"Please I don't want to talk about it Ash," Michael said quietly

"I'm sorry Mikey I'm just worried, I mean I thought we agreed to no more of your dad's bullsh*t" Ashton said as he the car started moving again.

"I know but I mean he's just so much... More than me you know? Plus if I fight back I can get put in jail," Michael signed.

"Nobody is going to put you in jail for fighting back against your father," Ashton sighed, turning a corner.

"I can't risk it Ash... I'm so close to freedom. I'm going to be fine, especially because I'm not in the house with him right now, and school is starting back up so he would have to tone it down anyways," Michael said too quickly.

"Just promise me you won't let him do what he did too you last October," Ashton said, looking right at Michael.

"I won't, I promise," Michael almost whispered.

"I'm serious Mikey, you can move in with me or I'll help you get your own place but you cannot go back to your parents if you will get beat again," Ashton said.

"Ashton... they're my parents..." Michael said weakly

"No Mikey not again! I can't go through that again!" Ashton said frustrated.

"Ashton I have no control over this!" Michael almost shouted.

"Mikey," Ashton said sadly, almost brokenly.

"It's true Ashton, they can do whatever they want to me. The only reason I could leave that house was because they allowed it, the only reason I didn't get worse is because you were in front of the house. Ashton you know what they can do to me! You do this every time, just please stop," Michael said feeling tears well in his eyes.

"Michael, you can get away from them, you can run," Ashton said quietly.

"They are my parents, I can't leave them they're all I got," Michael whispered, a single tear rolling down his face as he looked out the window.

A/N: I'm sorry for this uneditted chapter but I'm just trying to post more and stuff sooooo yeah comment and vote cause ily all.