fourteen
"When did Ashton leave?" I heard Luke's voice yell from the living room.
"Just a few minutes ago," I said as I took a seat next to him on the couch.
"I'm telling you, you should stay away from him," he said slowly.
"He's fine-" I was immediately cut off.
"What are these?" Luke pulled up my sleeves and stared at my bruises.
"Nothing," I said quickly. I pulled me sleeves back down and just stared at Luke.
"D-did he do this to you," he mumbled. I just looked down at my hands. "Oh my god he did."
"It's not a big deal Luke, something happened and he just got out of control, that's all," I said quickly. Luke just rolled his eyes and stomped out of the room. I stood up and followed after him.
"Luke?" I asked as I watched him walk up the stairs into his room. I just rolled my eyes and sighed.
-
It had been a few days since Luke and I had our talk. We were being pretty civil about the whole situation. The both of us were just trying to pretend it didn't happen.
"Hey, my parents are taking me to dinner tonight, you wanna come?" Luke had asked. I just turned away from the paper I was trying to write and looked at him.
"Um, sure, what time?"
"Six, be ready," he said before leaving the room and heading into the shower. I stood up and tossed on some clean clothes. I checked the time to see it was 5:24.
I grabbed the laundry basket and headed into Luke's room to grab some clothes.
As soon as I reached his desk, I saw a framed picture of him and Lindsey. I had only met her once, and she was the sweetest girl you'd ever meet, it was such a shame that so many lives were wasted in that fire. Her and Luke were really happy.
They never found out what started the fire so it was a lot harder on people like Luke.
I just sighed and put the photo down.
"Pretty wasn't she?" I heard a faint voice call from the doorway.
"Yeah, she's beautiful," I said as I turned my head to see Luke. He was wrapped in a towel, beads of water were dripping off of his hair.
"I miss her," he mumbled. He stepped into the room and took a seat on the bed.
"I know you do," I nodded my head and left the room, giving him enough time to change.
As soon as I threw the clothes into the washer, I headed back up to my room where I heard my phone ringing.
"Hello?" I mumbled into the phone.
"I need your help, please Shannon you have to help me out."
"Ashton?" I asked.
"Yeah, I'm calling from a pay phone." He said quickly. "My friend Jamie speaks French, and only French," I immediately thought back to mine and Ashton's trip. I suddenly remembered that we never gave Jamie his money. I completely forgot.
"I need you to come with me and help me sort it out with him."
"Ashton, I don't want to get involved," I mumbled as I was trying to make sure Luke couldn't hear me.
"Please Shannon, I'm begging you." He cried. I rolled my eyes.
"No, I have dinner plans. I can't be out giving sketchy people drugs and money!" I whispered in anger.
"Dinner plans? With who?" He asked calmly.
"Luke and his parents," I stated. I could hear Ashton sigh before he spoke up again.
"Skip it, tell him you have to go to the hospital or something?" He mentioned. I rolled my eyes and hung up the phone. I really had no other choice than to help Ashton. If I didn't, the both of us might have to deal with a lot more trouble then we bargained for. I stepped out of the room and found Luke laying on his bed.
"I don't think I can come with you to dinner, I have to go to the hospital and watch one of my dad's craniotomy's. I'm sorry," I said quickly. Luke stood up and walked over to the desk to grab the keys. He handed them to me and smiled.
"Sorry you have to deal with your dad-" we both heard a loud horn from outside. His parents must have just arrived. "I'll see you later ," he smiled and walked out of the room and down the stairs.
I immediately grabbed my phone and my bag. I walked out to the garage and called Ashton.
"I'm in. Where are you?"
-
"Took you long enough!" I heard Ashton call from outside of the coffee shop I had just parked near. I chuckled and rolled my eyes. The two of us rushed into an ally beside the caffe.
"I'm so mad at you right now," I said sternly as we walked. Ashton chuckled, his eyes suddenly widened. He took my wrist and pulled me behind a dumpster.
"Shhh!" I heard him panic.
"Why-" I asked. I was interrupted when he shoved one of his fingers to my lips.
"Shhh!" We looked around the corner of the dumpster. The two of us were curled up so close it was like we were one person.
"See those guys?" He asked once we looked around the corner.
"Yeah?" I said.
"I don't want them seeing me okay?"
"Okay?"
"If the see me, bad things will happen. Like really bad things," he panicked. I just stood up and started walking towards the guys.
"What the hell are you doing?!" He whispered. I just ignored him and rolled my eyes. I walked up to the men and started talking.
"Hi, I'm lost and I was wondering if one of you could help me out?" The two men just looked at each other and shrugged.
"Could one of you go call me a cab?" One man with deep brown hair nodded his head and walked into the coffee shop.
"Where do you live?" The second one asked. He was around 25 maybe?
"I'm from California, I was driving to my boyfriends and I must have gotten lost on the way. Could you grab me a map? I might be able to find the street he lives on?" I smiled innocently.
"Sure mam," the man said. He walked into the gas station down the street and stepped inside. I signaled for Ashton to follow me. His eyes were wide in disbelief as we got into my car, I tossed him the keys and settled into the passengers seat. We quickly sped off and tried our best to not be noticed by the men who were now standing outside the gas station in confusion.
"Your welcome," I said.
"You know they would have killed you if they found out you were with me. Jamie sent them." He mumbled quickly.
"Well they didn't kill me did they?" I sighed. Ashton just rolled his eyes and kept driving. "Okay, tell me why we're doing this?"
"Well, last time we were out, we didn't give the money to Jamie, originally, I was gonna keep it and hope he didn't notice, with all of the orders he gets, there was no way he'd see that a couple hundred dollars were missing right?" I nodded my head. "Well he did notice so now he's been trying to get his money back," he was talking so quickly that he was out of breath. "One problem." He stated.
"What would that be?" I asked.
"I don't have the money."
-
ooooo problems are starting to form between the two of them.