Army Tanks - Lashton

''This is no girl scout camp, Private.''

''Sir, No, sir.''

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Luke is the scrawny new guy in the army, where no one think he belongs.

Ashton is the sir in Luke's tent, and not going easy on any of the boys.

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This story is partly inspired by 'The Load' by ali (dancinginthestreet) and partly by PE in my school. This story is also on Wattpad.

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33. Held At Gunpoint

I rolled out of bed at 5 in the morning the next day, because I had a meeting at 6.

Who even does that?

It's pure cruelty.

It was something about a rich kid's parent wanting to talk to me, because i didn't treat their kid right apparently.

I know I'm a rich kid too, but at least I don't run around with a new gucci belt everyday.

And I only made my parents give me one car, and that's the car I've always have had, and I like it.

I never really asked for a lot, even though my parents always asked.

I was just always so grateful and happy that they got me out of that hell hole I spent the first eight years of my life in.

I walked to the bathroom, and turned on the shower, since a good shower will wake me up some more.

Hopefully.

 

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''Why are you already here Laura? I told you to take the first few hours off... That doesn't mean come early...'' I said, as I walked out of the elevator to see her sitting at her desk already.

''Well I couldn't sleep, and I had nothing else to do.'' She said sheepishly, blushing a little.

''listen... Laura. Why don't you go downtown, go to a cafe, get some alone time...? I know how harsh my dad can be... You need a break from work. You're off the rest of the day okay? And if there is anything wrong, that makes you only possibility being going here, then I'm sure you'll be allowed to be with all the others for once.'' I said, giving her a warm smile.

She then stood up and walked around the table, before pulling me into a hug.

I hugged her back, feeling a light smile on my lips.

''I'll uh... I'll go home as soon as the client is here...'' She said, before she began packing some of her stuff.

''Okay.''I said, giving her a short smile, before walking into my office.

I had only gotten seated in my chair, when there was a knock on my door.

''Uhm... The client is here now... And uh... He's with the client from yesterday.'' Laura said, before opening the door more, to let me see Ashton and an older man beside him.

I mentally rolled my eyes, before nodding at them to walk in.

As the man walked past Laura, he slapped her bum, and all my good mood, or what was left of it, completely disappeared.

''Please. Sit.'' I said, looking at the two of them.

I gave Ashton a questioning look, but he only shook it off.

The two walked over and sat in the chairs, and I just really wanted to smash a bottle in each of their heads.

But I stopped myself, since it wouldn't be very professional, and I wouldn't like to have Charlie see me behind bars.

The thought of Charlie made me calm down a little, to which I'm grateful for.

''So. You wanted to make a complain about how I treat my clients?'' I asked, looking at the elder man.

''Yes. You see Mr. Hemmings. Yesterday, my son-'' The man began, but was cut off by Ashton.

''Step son.'' Ashton corrected, making some of the puzzle pieces fall back in place.

''Yeah yeah. He came home, angrier than ever, complaining about you, and how you treated him. Completely unprofessional.'' The man said, and now I wanted to smash two bottles on his head.

''Okay. Mr....?'' I asked, waiting for him to answer, since I didn't know if he was a Irwin or not.

''Dawkins. Mr. Dawkins.'' Mr Dawkins said, and I nodded shortly.

''Mr. Dawkins. Have you thought that maybe, how I acted towards Ashton yesterday, was because he started it all...? Because from how I remember it, and believe me, I am good at remembering, he was the one who started, by telling me a bunch of lies.'' I said, and Ashton let out a snort.

''Lies!? Do you really think I was lying!? I was pouring my heart out to you! And you just yelled at me!'' Ashton then yelled, not even surprising me.

  ''You told me about how you couldn't live with seeing me, raise our kid, with someone else. You were the one who walked out on mine and Elliot's life. You were the one who left, and the one who forced me to throw you out on Elliot's birthday. You gave me no choice. And you know what. I actually felt sorry for you Ashton. Sorry for you that Calum beat you up. But not when I left the hospital. I didn't feel any kind of pity towards you, only hatred. You broke me Ashton, so don't you dare come running back here, with your rich step dad, saying I was the one who treated you like shit.'' I said, before standing up, and walking back over to the window.  

''Get out of my office. If you're willing, I'll have someone else look at your files.'' I said coldly, just wanting to be alone right now.

Soon after I heard footsteps, and a door closing.

I let out a deep breath, leaning my head against the window.

''I'm sorry...'' Someone suddenly whispered, and I quickly turned around to see Ashton still standing there.

This time with a gun.

Pointed right at me.

''Ashton. What are you doing. Think about what you're doing right now. If you shoot me now... It won't let you see Elliot... It will send you behind bars, and give Charlie full custody of Elliot. Do you really want that? I promise... Fuck. Please. If you remove the gun. I'll let you see Elliot. One weekend every month. Okay?'' I asked, really not wanting to die right now.

And a part of me didn't want  Ashton behind bars, but I'll never admit that.

He then lowered the gun, letting it drop to the floor, before he fell to his knees, crying into his hands.

I quickly went over, and held him to my chest as he continued to cry.

He kept on whispering 'I'm sorry' over and over again

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