My hand rubbed over Becky's back over and over again to try and calm her down but nothing seemed to work. Becky was broken like never before. Usually she would get over a break up within a week at the most but it had almost been two weeks since Becky broke it off with Ashton and it tore her apart. He was her everything and she knew she couldn't trust him anymore.

Her sobs could break anyone's heart and that's all I had heard for weeks. I couldn't even invite Luke over because Becky would complain because she thought I was shoving the fact I had a boyfriend when she didn't in her face.

"Come on Becky, you're okay." I cooed like a mother, slightly swinging us back and forth as I held her. "Maybe we should go out tonight, you know, like for a meal or-"

"We should go to a club!" She snorted to get rid of the mucus build up. I quickly shook my head and let go of her.

"No, Becky." I said sternly because I knew she only wanted to go to get wasted and have a one night stand to get back at Ashton.

"Please! I need this!"

"No! You know what? I'm sick of this, I'm calling him."

"Who? Luke?" She asked curiously while wiping her nose and eyes on the sleeve of her jumper.

"Ashton." I corrected her, putting my phone to my ear waiting for Ashton to pick up. Her eyes widened and she ran at me in an attempt to take my phone. I stood in front of the front door so she couldn't escape and began to talk to Ashton.

"Gabbie?"

"Ashton, where are you?" I asked while Becky continued to jump for the phone.

"Uh, like 5 minutes away from your house. I just got out of work, why?"

"Come over, now." I demanded and hung up before he had time to answer so he had to come. Sure enough, about five minutes later Ashton knocked at the door.

I looked at Becky who was fidgeting nervously on the settee, just like she had been for the past five minutes. She squeezed her eyes shut as I reached for the handle to let him in.

As soon as I did he looked at Becky with soft eyes. He let him self in and walked over to her.

"Becky..." She looked away from him, tears once again stinging her delicate eyes. "Look at me, please."

"I'm not your toy, Ashton." She clenched her jaw as tightly as she could to stop herself from screaming uncontrollably.

"I never said you were." He raised his voice slightly making Becky flinch.

"I don't want you anymore..." She lied even though she felt like her intestines were wrapping around each other.

"You don't mean that..." He sighed, knowing he messed up.

"You better believe it. I'm sick of crying over you, Ashton. You fucked me over, not the other way around. You should be the one crying every day. You should be the one who can't sleep because you don't know how to without my arms around you. Not me!"

Ashton bit into his lip, so hard I thought it would burst. My hands clenched because I couldn't handle how tense it was.

"I had sex with her..." Ashton choked up, making my eyes widen out of shock.

"Excuse me?" Becky's whole face flamed red and her eyebrows raise.

Panic began to set into my stomach as I remember what Becky did when she got very angry. I quickly texted Luke.

I looked back over to Becky who had gotten up so she was also standing up opposite Ashton.

"So I was right?"

"Yes..."

"How many girls." Her nostrils flared, warning 2.

"A few...some of them who hadn't seen in a while."

"You are a dirty, lying, cheating pig! I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" She screamed and began to bang on his chest, just like in the movies.

"oh shit." I exclaimed under my breathe, I wanted to run forward and stop her but a voice in my brain stopped the command and made me freeze in place.

Ashton stood there and took it. He didn't even move. He just stood there while she cried and hit him repeatedly.

"I'm sorry." He cried lightly.

"Sorry? That's all you've got? I loved you Ashton! The whole time you were seeing other sluts!"

"They are not sluts, Becky!" He almost screamed. I didn't know what was happening, It was like I was there but my brain was somewhere else. I couldn't move or speak or stop what was happening it just continued to escalate.

"And now you're defending them? What is wrong with you?" She spat at him.

"You're the fucking crazy one!" Now both of them had raised voices.

"Who are you?" She asked confused, looking at him like he was a completely different person.

"You freak out over everything!"

"No I don't!" I noticed her right hand form into a ball. Just as I did the door opened behind me, it was Luke. He immediately stepped forward to stop them but I grabbed his hand to stop him. I pointed down to her hand so he wouldn't get punched.

"Are you okay, Princess?" He asked, moving the baby hairs out of my face. The other two didn't seem to notice us standing there. I couldn't speak I just looked at him with a fearful look.

"You're messed up! You need help, you know that." That struck a chord in Becky and that's when I saw her fist come into contact with his cheek. I took in a sharp breathe as my eyes widened even more. "You bitch!" He groaned, holding his face with his hand. Then suddenly he took one hand and slapped her right across the face.

That's when Luke ran over to them and dragged Ashton over to the front door, indicating for me to run over to Becky who had a stream of tears racing over her cheeks.

"H-He hit me..." She wasn't breathing to a normal pattern, more like one beat out of time. Her head was wobbling like she couldn't stand up straight.

"You hit him too, darling." I tried to help her over to the settee where she was sat at first. Before she could respond her eyes dropped shut and her full weight was on my one arm. I screamed at the pain of my arm bending back further than it should but quickly grabbed her with my other arm too, laying her down on the settee. Her face was pale apart from one red cheek. She looked like she had been out in the cold for too long.

Luke ran over to me, clearly after hearing my scream.

"What happened?" He exclaimed.

"She fainted and hurt my arm but I'm fine. What should I do with her?" I asked, stroking her forehead.

"She should wake up soon, it's just shock. It's not every day your boyfriend slaps you..." He grumbled, anger evident in his voice. I looked into his eyes to calm him down.

"Calm down, babe. This isn't your battle." I stroked his arm up and down with a small smile on my face to fool him into thinking I was fine.

I had never been in that situation before and it was scary.

I looked back at Becky who's eyes fluttered open.

"You okay?" I asked her while she gently pressed her fingers to her burning cheek.

"I need to go lay down." She got up, stumbling slightly but managing to make it to her room.

"Where's Ashton?" I asked Luke once she was gone.

"He's in the kitchen, putting ice on his face. Becky is strong." He intertwined our hands and took me into the dimly lit kitchen where I saw Ashton holding a frozen bag of mixed veg to his face.

I looked up at Luke who was looking sorrowfully at his friend. I sighed and titled my head to the side.

"Ashton..." I spoke in a whisper as to not startle him.

"I messed up. I don't know what to do..."I let go of Luke's hand, even though he gripped onto me tighter but I slipped out of his grip.

I looked down that back to Ash, taking in a breathe while thinking of something to say.

"I've never seen Becky so happy with someone, never in my years of knowing her. But at the same time, I've never seen her so angry and upset with anyone." I swallowed a lump in my throat, this isn't your battle... "She's only ever hurt someone physically when she was little and she didn't get her way and when she hit me..." I looked down.

I felt Luke's hand bump into mine but I couldn't look at him.

"W-What did you do?" He stuttered, overwhelmed.

"It was the first time I brought a guy back to the apartment...we were only friends but when Becky saw him she freaked out and told him to leave. I defended him because she didn't even know him and then she told me it was her high school boyfriend who had drugged her at a party and..." I took a pause for a breath. "...he tried to have his way with her. I didn't know any of it but I was so angry I just flipped. She slapped me and stormed off but we made up that night when she didn't have her key to get back in."

"Will she forgive me?"

"I hope so. The only guys she ever dates are rude fuck boys who are still living off their parents' money."

I finally looked up at Luke who was giving me his sympathy eyes which made me give him a sad smile and wrap my arms around him.

"Ash, I think you just need to re-build your friendship and trust. Step one is deleting those contacts." I looked sideways at him while still holding Luke close.

"Which ones?"

"The groupies, exes. Pretty much anyone you've had sex with or considered having sex with needs to go."

He nodded and rubbed one side of his face with his spare hand.

"I should go." He placed the frozen bag on the counter and rushed out.

"What did we just witness, Luke?" I asked in a whiny voice. He chuckled and kissed my forehead sweetly.

"A broken relationship..."

"Are we broken?" I asked suddenly, feeling a heavy weight on my heart.

"Are you crazy? No, we aren't broken angel." He smiled and looked down at me, just like you would to a child.

"Are you sure? Sometimes I feel broken." My eyebrows furrowed together. He copied my expression and kneeled down in front of me. He took my hands into his large ones and kissed each one of my knuckles.

"If you were broken I would fix you. If our relationship was broken I wouldn't go out as soon as the shops open to buy you bubble bath solution, Pringles and a rubber duck because I worry you're sore. If we were broken I wouldn't think about you every single day. I wouldn't dream about you and I wouldn't love you."

"Oh god, I love you so much." I flung myself forward so I knocked my head into his while trying to kiss him. We both laughed and rubbed my head but kissed Luke anyway.

The smile that sat on his lips made a warm, fuzzy feeling return to my heart that made me get all jittery.

I love Luke Hemmings, and I don't know how to stop...