Ashton's point of view

"Here Ashton, you have to eat something." Michael said as he set a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast in front of me. "You haven't eaten in days baby the most I've seen you eat in like two weeks is an apple or a candy bar." He said as if I didn't know.

"I'm not hungry." I said and pushed the plate away. "Give it to the neighbors dogs or Luke or something. Eat it yourself. I don't care. I'm not hungry." I told him and he huffed.

"Luke is gone Ashton, he's not going to eat the damn food. Plus, you know Taylor now, she only eats healthy food." He said with an eyeroll and I let out a humorless chuckle. "God, I miss when we would just sit on the couch with pizza boxes surrounding us and comedies on the television."

"Eat it then."

"I already ate." He retorted and then crossed his arms. "I know you're worried but you need to fucking eat Ashton. You haven't eaten in days." He told me and I looked at the plate in disgust.

"I'm. Not. Hungry."

"You're growling stomach says otherwise." He said and put the plate in front of me since I pushed it away. "You're going to eat, even if I have to strap you down and force you too. I'm not letting you go down this path again."

"I'm not Michael, I'm just not hungry." I said and sighed. "I can't eat while the two are in danger. I don't know what's happening and I don't know where they are." I said and he chuckled.

"I'll give you some information about them if you eat your food." He said and I looked at him with narrowed eyes. "The police called me while I was cooking so if you eat your food, I'll tell you what they told me."

"You're a dick." I sneered as he had this shit eating grin on his face. He pushed the plate towards me and I took the fork reluctantly.

I stabbed some of the eggs and then put them in my mouth, watching as Michael smiled triumphantly. I rolled my eyes and he sat down beside me.

"I hate you."

"Don't talk with your mouth full babe, you'll choke and it's not good manners." He said and I glared at him. "Finish the plate and then we'll talk." He said and I flipped him off.

He took my middle finger into his mouth and then winked at me as I eyed him. His tongue swirled around my finger and I immediately pulled it out if his mouth before I got turned on.

"You're a dick." I said quietly before going back to the plate in front of me.

"You want my dick." He retorted and I red my eyes. "Now finish your food so I can tell you the good and bad news."

"B-Bad?" I asked and gulped, my stomach churning in a bad way. "What-What do you mean bad?"

"Eat first-"

"How the fuck am I supposed to eat when my little sister and Calum are in trouble? When you're gonna tell me bad news about them? Fuck Michael." I bursted and pushed the plate away. "I can't eat. I'll throw up."

"Fine!" He yelled exasperated. "Don't eat then! I just want you to get something in your system before you pass the fuck out!" He said and I stood up.

"I'm twenty-one years old Michael! I can take care of myself!" I said, unaware the door had opened. "I don't need you to try and treat me like a child!"

"Caring about you is treating you like a child?" Michael yelled at me. "Sorry for being worried about your health Ashton! You haven't eaten in three days, three fucking days, you'll pass out if you don't eat!" He said.

"I'm fine!" I yelled and pushed him away from me. "All I want to fucking know is if Calum and Autumn is okay. I've gone a week without eating once, I'm fine!" I said.

"Fine? Fine? You're practically starving yourself all because of some girl you met a month ago! Calum wouldn't want you to do this to yourself either!" He said, talking about him as if he's gone for good.

He's not gone. He and Autumn are okay. They're not gone. They can't be.

"That girl is my sister-"

"Who wasn't there for more than half of your god damn life-"

"It wasn't our fault!" I yelled. "It's not my fault my father is psychotic and my mother didn't have the money to keep filing custody trials against him! She's still my sister!" I told him, my eyes filling with tears.

"But it's you're fault for letting her fucking leave when you could have been a good older brother and helped her!" Michael yelled and my heart cracked a bit. "Or maybe, if you would have stopped drowning in your own self pity, you could have fucking found her faster!"

"You're an asshole Michael." I said, my voice hoarse from crying and yelling. "Don't-Don't talk to me, just-just leave me alone." I said, my voice cracking.

Suddenly, he had a remorseful look on his face and he reached out to grab me. "Don't." I said and then ran up to my room.

I slammed the door a bit and Michael yelled again. "Oh shut the fuck up Luke, no one cares what you have to say. This is my love life, not yours. Just go bang Taylor or something like you always do."

I curled up into a ball against my door and cried into my knees, my heart clenching because Michael was right. If I had spent less time wallowing in my self-pity, maybe I would have gotten Autumn by my side faster.

Maybe if I wasn't such a fuck up as a kid, I could have fought my dad to keep her with me and mum...

"You're my best friends! I care about you! Can't you see that?" Luke yelled and I cried harder because everything was so fucked up and we were all on the brink of insanity.

We were all slowly, but surely, losing our minds.

"I don't want to just go fuck Taylor! I want to see what's up with you two! You're arguing and fighting and I don't like it okay? I don't want you guys fighting-"

"No one fucking cares what you want Luke! After everything that's happened, do you really think we're going to just crawl back to you?" Michael screamed and then a feminine voice joined the argument.

"Don't yell at him!"

I ran my hands through my hair and then tugged on it, my nails scratching my scalp a bit. My mind was a haze and everything felt like it was spinning.

The three continued arguing and then I wiped my eyes, a bit fed up with the constant yelling that fills this hiuse everday. My phone rang and I immediately went to pick it up.

"H-Hello?" I asked, my voice cracking. "Who is th-this?" I asked after it was just silent.

Before I could hang it up, I heard asked soft, quiet voice. "Ash?" It spoke, clearly frightened and weary.

"Yeah? Who is this?"

"It's A-Autumn," she said, her words quickening and jumbling together. "Calum, he-he's sick and he needs help. Ashton you need to come and get him. He shouldn't even be over here." She cried and I gulped.

"Where are you?" I asked, frantically searching my closet for a pair of shoes. She said the address and I gasped. "That's hours away. That's not even in Sydney."

"Please Ash, Calum-Calum! Eyes open baby! Please." She cried and I tightened my grip on my phone. "He's like-like infected or something and he's sick and Ashton please-"

"I'll be there as soon as I can Autumn. Tell Calum to stay strong and I'll be there." I said and she hung up after telling me that someone is coming.

I put my phone down and then yanked on a pair of skinny jeans. I pulled on some boots after I put socks on and then I laced them up. I threw a flannel over my black t-shirt and stuffed my phone in my pocket.

I ran out if my room, clearly aware the three were still arguing, and then it went dead silent as I grabbed the car keys. "Where are you going?"

"My mum's to say hi to Lauren and Harry and to get away from you guys." I lied easily to them all and ran out of the door.

I wasn't waiting for questions and apologies. I wanted to get Autumn and Calum as soon as I can. I didn't want to wait, not even for a second.

I was going to Melbourne.

It'd be easier to take a plane but what are the chances of their actually being a plane to Melbourne to take tonight? A car is my best option.

Calum, Autumn, here I come.

-

Autumn's point of view

"Calum please stay up," I begged as he closed his eyes. He has this large cut on his stomach, and though it was cleaned, it wasn't bandaged and I guess it got infected over night or something.

"I'm sleepy." He mumbled and turned a bit, wincing as he put pressure on the cut. "Let me sleep."

"I-I can't Calum. I don't know if you'll end up waking up if you go to sleep." I said, pushing his hair out of his forehead, revealing a few cuts and bruises. "Ashton is coming. He says he is "

"It's just infected, it's not like I'm going to die Autumn." Calum said softly and grabbed my cheek softly. "It's okay. It's a cut."

"It's not just that. You also have lost a lot of blood in the time span of a few days and he must have broken something with all the times you two were alone." I said as tears filled my eyes.

"Hey, why are you crying? Don't cry. It'll okay. You'll be okay. I'll be okay. We'll be okay."

"I'm so sorry." I gasped and covered my mouth. "I dragged you into this and I'm so sorry Calum. I should have stayed away from you, all of you. I'm so sorry." I repeated, my voice cracking multiple times.

"It's not your fault for having a psychotic father." He said and I gulped back the lump in my throat. "I just wonder how you and Ashton came from... that."

"Must be mum's genes." I mumbled and he leaned up. He pressed a kiss against my lips and I closed my eyes.

"I wouldn't doubt it." He said and we pulled away as the front door slammed shut again. "Did he leave or did he come back?"

"I-I don't know." I said and Calum looked at me. "I'm honestly so sorry I got you into this. When we get out if here, I won't drag you or any of the guys into anything else again."

"You're not leaving me," he said as he used all his strength to pull himself up. "I'm won't let you leave us, especially me and Ashton. None of this is your fault." He said and I looked down as it went completely quiet.

"Like Eminem said," he spoke up and I looked at him. "Nobody asked for life to deal us with these bullshit hands were dealt."

"We gotta take these cards ourselves and flip them, don't expect no help." I finished and he smiled as he laced our fingers together.

"This was the song that played when I first talked to you, like actually sat down and talked to you." He aaid and I looked at him.

"You remembered?"

"I remember almost every moment I have with you." He said and then gave me a smile. I rolled my eyes and he placed his hand on his cut since it's scabbing in the wrong way.

"I hate you."

"Love you too Autumn."