Good Boy (Lashton)

Chapter 5

Luke

We say a quick good bye and rush off to Ashton's car. He smiles at me before firing up the engine and we take off towards the location of Ashton's desire.

When we pulled up I immediately recognized it as one of my favorites.

"This is my favorite restaurant." Ashton says, cutting the engine.

"No way! It's mine too." I tell him and he chuckles a bit, throwing in a 'cool' and we get out, both of us walking to the restaurant and him holding the door open for me.

"What a gentleman."I comment, half way joking. The place was nothing fancy which was great because I'm not dressed for fancy, so we got to seat ourselves. We sat at a small table near the center of the place and were ordering when two more people had entered the diner. For these particular people, I happened to look up from my menu and hid my face behind it again.

"What?" Ashton says, looking over. I shrivel down in my seat and try to become as small as I could so the menu could cover my whole body.

"God, fucking shit." I curse under my breath.

"Luke? What's wrong?" he asks, looking around.

"My dad just walked in." I muttered, flickering my eyes towards the direction he was walking and I knew Ashton saw him when he began to stand up. "We need to go." I say and he nods and throws some money on the table and grabbed my hand quickly.

"Lucas?" someone says behind me but I keep going, acting like I didn't hear him. Ashton and I made it outside and to the parking lot and were about to get into his car when my father grabbed me by the collar. "Lucas Hemmings!" he shouts, throwing me so I stumble in front of him.

"What?" I spit back at him, causing him to slap me hard across the face. I fall to the ground, spitting out a few droplets of blood on the pavement. I could see Ashton out of the corner of my eye and he looked pissed, but he didn't move yet.

"Is this what you do when you say you're out studying?!" he yells and I don't say a word as he continues. "Go out on dates? Not to mention with other boys. I never thought my son would be a faggot!" he shouts, causing many people to begin staring at us.

"All you wanted me to do was get good grades." I say in between breaths "and that's what I do." apparently, that wasnt a good enough answer for him, because he punches me in the face again.

"And you!" he snarls at Ashton, walking towards him with clenched fists. My head is pounding and my vision gets blury as I pull myself to my feet. I stumble towards my dad, stumbling into the car and whatever's nearest to keep me on my feet as I jump in front of the punch he was aiming to hit Ashton, and fell to the ground once again, this time blacking out.

Ashton

I watched Luke hit the ground and went red with fury. How dare he hit his own son like that?! I don't have much time to think about it, because when he punches me in the face and I feel my nose gush with blood. The warm liquid fell down my face as he shouted at me.

"How dare you sway him!" he spits and knees me in the gut causing my breath to get knocked out of me. I try to suck more in, but he immediately punches me again causing me to spit out blood in my hand.

"Hey! Don't you treat him like that!" a heavily muscled man shouted, running towards us. What a life saver.

"Don't you dare tell me how to treat my child." Mr. Hemmings spits back. The muscley guy walks over to me and hold me under his arm while shooting Luke's dad daggers and calls (what I'm assuming) is the police. What a great first date.