Becca's POV
Action Cat's message was imprinted in my mind on the way back home. I felt nauseous as the threats kept circling my head. I wanted to cry, scream, and break down. It's Action Cat's fault, this was all their fault.
When I got home, I immediately hid myself in the bedroom. I ripped up the letter and tossed it in the trash and crashed on the bed, burying my face in the pillows and screamed as loud as I could, the screams soon fading into sobs. This wasn't fair, why should Joe and I have our loved ones under their gun? Why did Ryland and Aubrey have to die by their hand?
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Becca? Is everything okay?" Andy asked through the door.
I shook my head and my sobs died down a bit. I heard the door open and a pair of arms wrapped around me from behind. "Hey."
"H-hey." I sniffled, turning around and buyring my face in his shirt.
Andy leaned down and kissed my forehead. "Is everything alright?"
I pulled him tighter and shook my head. "Not really."
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"I-I can't do this." I cried into his shirt.
"Do what Baby?"
"I-I-I can't." I kept crying, but I knew I couldn't let him know the real reason why. "H-he's gone. He's gone."
Andy pulled my closer and rubbed small circles in my back. "Ryland?"
I nodded. "H-h-he was m-my best friend. And now he's gone. I-I miss him."
"I know." Andy pressed his forehead to mine. "I will find who killed him, I promise."
I knew he would, but I knew already. And when Andy finds the killer, it may cost him his life, that was the last thing I wanted to happen. I dried my eyes and pulled myself away.
"Feeling better?" Andy asked.
I wiped away a few stray tears and nodded. "Yeah, a bit."
He smiled that goofy smile he always gave to help Clara feel better when she's sad. I laughed. "You are such a dork."
"Yep. But I'm your dork." He laughed. "Hey, how about we stay in tonight? You, me, and Clara have a family movie night?"
I laughed and nodded. "Yea, that sounds great."
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That night, the three of us made pizza and watched some Disney movies on Netflix. We were in the middle of this new movie, Big Hero 6, when my mind began to wonder back to what happened today. The feeling that something bad was going to happen began to form a pit in my stomach. I tried to brush it off and focus on the movie, but those thoughts kept biting me.
After the movie, we put Clara to bed and began getting ready ourselves. I was halfway through changing out of my jeans and tee shirt when a realization hit me. I couldn't stay here if I wanted Action Cat to stay away from them, not until they're taken down.
I sat on the edge of the bed and sighed, running my fingers through my hair. I couldn't stay if I wanted to keep Andy and Clara safe.
"Becca?" Andy's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. I turned around and saw him standing next to the bed in nothing but his boxers. "Is everything alright?"
I let out a long breath and stood up. "No, it's not."
He frowned. "What's wrong?"
"Andy, you know I love you more than anything, right?" I asked.
He nodded, but looked really worried. "What's going on?"
I shook my head. "I can't do this. I can't stay here."
That's when he saw what I was saying. "What?"
"I can't stay here anymore." The words choked out of my mouth.
I shook my head and dried the tears forming in my eyes, then cupped my hands around Andy's face, planting the strongest, most passionate kiss that we ever had. Andy melted into the kiss, cupping his hands around my face. Our kisses became rougher and harder, but I knew I had to stop.
"I'm sorry Andy. I'm so sorry." I choked.
"Becca, please." Andy breathed. "Please don't leave."
I let a few tears fall from my eyes. "I'm sorry. I have to go."
Andy hugged me tight and buried his face in my neck. "I love you."
"I love you too." I choked out, kissing his cheek one last time. "I love you Andy."
I pried myself out of his arms, although I wished I couldn't. I ran in tears to my car, started the ignition, and drove off. Tears were streaming down my face as I kept driving.
I needed answers. I needed an ID on Action Cat, now. And I knew only one person who could give me the answers that I needed to go back to those that I love more than my own life.
I had to find Patrick Stump.
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Hello Mz. Hyde (Andy Hurley)
FanfictionAndy Hurley seems to have his life well sorted out. Despite being divorced, he has managed to raise his three-year-old daughter, Clara, by himself and is one of Chicago's most well respected and decorated detectives. Becca Hale just moved to Chicago...
