10. Michael's p.o.v
"Don't even get me started on you pretty boy." She slurs to Luke. I keep my eyes on the floor, no matter how much I want to look at her. When she notices me, she bursts out laughing. I finally look up at her. "Michael Clifford. If you really did like me, then why leave me to deal with all of this alone? You obviously didn't like me, prick." She sighs.
Ashton gives me a death glare. "What does she mean Mike?" He asks. I ignore him as much as I can. "Ignore me then. Right uh Calum and Luke, take Jade into the living room." He hisses at Luke and Cal. They sort of nudge her slightly until they're in the living room. "You're going to pay Clifford. You'll wish you never ruined my plan, just wait." He whispers.
He can do fuck all, he wouldn't. I think. He follows Cal and Luke so I do too. Ashton walks up to Jade, not even bothering her. "You've brought this upon yourself sweetheart, sorry." He spits at her. He then walks out of the room. "You guys know that I never wanted to do this right?" Luke asks. I sigh, annoyed. "Me neither." I say. Calum looks long and hard at the both of us.
"I did at first, as a joke. But Ashton's turning this into some seriously messed up shit, he's not normally like this, it's irritating me." Calum finally breathes. I look back to Jade. She looks tired and drowsy, obviously an effect the alcohol has. Then Ashton walks in, holding a knife. "Woah, dude what the fuck?!" Luke starts to freak out. Ashton walks over to me and hands the knife to me. "Do it, Michael, kill her, I dare you."