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Ashton’s P.O.V

Visions of my old life came back to haunt me. I stood there in front of the living room entrance, my eyes squeezed shut and trying to figure out what to do next. She was draped over the couch, mouth open and passed out, obviously from the amounts of liquor she had been drinking. She had been sober for some time now and I had been  so proud. Until now. What could make her relapse into this terrible part of her life again? My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the front door closing shut. Oh crap. Harry and Lauren were home from school. I rushed to the front door to meet them.

“Hey guys, how was school?” I asked too cheery for my mood.

“Since when do you ask how school was?” Harry asked.

“Since now.”

“Ok…”

‘Hey,” I digged in my pocket for cash and pulled out a ten dollar bill. I handed it to Lauren. “Go get some hot chocolate.”

“Ashton are you okay?” Lauren asked.

“Yes! I’m fine! What? I can’t treat my siblings to hot chocolate? Gosh. Be thankful.”

“Thanks Ashton.” Harry and Lauren said and with a shrug, left the house.

I breathed a sigh of relief. They didn’t need to see their mother like this. Maybe someday I’ll tell them but not now. Right now they need to think about school, chocolate, and cartoons. Is that what normal ten year olds usually think about? I wouldn’t know. I walked back into the living room and did the only thing I could do. I cleaned up the mess and threw out the liquor. I threw back the covers on my mother to find a phone in her hand. Curious, I looked through the call directory. There were the normal people, her friends Joy, Missy, Alice but there was a recent call with an unrecognized number and It was local. So they must be in town or something. It seems they talked only an hour and a half ago. Should I call back or just leave it? I mean it is my moms personal business. But then again she doesn't hand personal business very well. With a deep breath. I hit the redial button.

After the second ring the person picked up.

“Hello? Anne?” It sounded like a male voice.

I got right to the point. “Who is this?”

“Who is this?” The guy asked back.

“This is Anne’s son, now who the hell are you?”

“Oh you’re feisty. Must have gotten that from me. Like father like son.”

No. No no no no. I can’t be. I hung up the phone. My hands were shaking. What the hell? What did he want? What was he doing in town? I felt an anger that I never felt towards him before boil up. How dare he come back and make my mom relapse! He’s obviously a problem. I was now pacing the room, taking deep breaths and trying to control my anger before I wrecked something. My hand were trembling and were still holding the phone. I threw it down on the floor. I used my free hand to tug at my hair. I wasn’t ready for this. I never expected him to come back. My mom never talked about my dad. Never. If I tried to bring up the subject or ask a question she would change the subject or act like she was deaf and didn’t hear me. I don’t like him though. He left us, and that’s something he will never be able to make up. Even if he gave us a million dollars. What about Me and Harry and Lauren? We had to grow up without a father.

I go over to my mother and try to mover her into her bedroom. I didn’t want Harry and Lauren to see her like this when they get back with hot chocolate. I tried to move her but a deadweight body was hard to move by myself. I kept pulling but it was no use and I was about to have a mental breakdown. I felt like I couldn’t control anything anymore. I just sat down next to my mother who was still passed out. I needed help. I pulled out my phone to call Calum but I got his voicemail.

“Hey It’s Calum. I’m either not at my phone right now or I’m ignoring you. No hard feelings. Maybe I’ll call you back, maybe I won’t.” Where was Calum when I needed him? Not knowing what else to do, I called Luke. He picked up after the first ring.

“What’s up Ash?”

“Can you come over?” My voice cracked.

Without even asking why, he agreed and said he would be there right away.

In about two minutes Luke walked into the house and saw the mess that was me and my mother in front of him. I was still on the floor next to my mother, who was also on the floor in the awkwardest position since I tried to drag her upstairs and failed. Luke sniffed the room and crinkled his little nose.

“Smells like Vodka in here.”

“You can smell that?”

Luke just looked at me like it was the most obvious answer in the world.

“Can you help me carry her upstairs?”

“Let me.” He went over to my mother and picked her up with ease. Vampire strength I guessed. While he was gone, I picked up the phone and just stared at it. My dad called. The dad that left us 10 years ago. I shook my head in disbelief.

Luke slowly approached and took the phone I was staring at out of my hand carefully and set it down on the coffee table. He slipped his hand into mine.

“Lets get you off the floor ok?”

I nodded and he led me to the couch. We sat down and he turned to face me. He had a look of care on his face, almost like concern. it made me feel safe that someone cared about me. Even a bit. For a moment I forgot what happened and thought about Luke and how perfect he is. How can someone make me feel so in danger yet safe at the same time? His hand never left mine.

“What happened?” He asked.

I debated if I should tell him or not. It would mean that I wouldn’t have any secrets left to hold over him but then I realized that was ridiculous. I told him everything. I told him how he left after Harry was born, how my mom took it horribly with the drinking, how he called after all these years, how he was in town, I talked about how I was afraid he was here. When I finished Luke was angry. He stood up.

“I can make him leave.” His fangs escaped and poked from his mouth.

I sighed. As much as I wanted that I also wanted Luke. I grabbed his hand again. “No Luke, please sit down.”

As if on a command. His fangs disappeared and he returned the couch, the look of care and concern replacing him once again. He pulled me towards him and I cuddled against him. For the second time this week, we fell asleep together.

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