I care.

Chapter 4

•language warning•
I walked up to my friend's apartment, took a deep breath, and kncoked on the door. I knew I would get a lecure on moving in with someone I just met this week. The door opened and I did my best to give her a smile. "Hey watsup?" she said beckoning for me to come in. I knew it was going to be hard to tell her where I was going, so I tried to do it quick. "Well I found a place to stay and I'll be out of your business in no time. Thank you for everything, really" She looked confused. "Where are you staying? I thought you didn't have any other friends here?" Damnit so close. "Well I met someone..." She looked disapprovingly at me "you met someone? You can't move in with a complete strager." I knew I wasn't going to convince her "(F/N) I have no where else to go!! He is extremely sweet and actually cares about me! I can handle myself, thank you." I said with a loud voice that even suprised myself. (F/N) looked at me like she had never hated someone so much. I turned around to start packing my things when I felt a sudden pain in my back and fell to the ground. I turned around to see (F/N) grab my shirt and drag me up to my feet. "You are insane! Your old friend were right when they said you were too much to handle! Pack your things and leave." She said harshly. With that she began to walk away. Thinking I was in the clear I mumbled "gosh you're such a bitch" Somehow she had heard and turned around completely furious. My heart started to race, terrified of what was to come. She started walking swiftly over to me and punched me directly in the face. I had fallen over and she kicked me in my side several times, leaning over to whisper in my face "No wonder everybody you ever knew left you. Get the fuck out of my appartment.." Even though I was in immense physical pain, those words hit me harder than anything that had just happened. I wanted to get far away from her, so I dragged myself up and packed my things. I waited for her to go to a different room before I snuck out of the door. I leaned up against the hallway and felt a warm tear fall down my face. My head was throbbing from her punch. I felt a sting by my side and lifted my shirt to see my hip bleeding from her kicks. By this time I desperately missed the feeling of Andy's tight grip and wanted to hear his beautiful voice again. I walked back to his appartment and stood outside his door. I knew he would be upset with what had happened and I didn't want him to worry. Overwhelmed with all that had just happened I started to shake and cry again. I tried to calm myself and was about to sit down but my shaking had increased dramatically. I let out a small yelp and hit the ground hard. I looked up and saw Andy over me in a panic, seeing all the marks on my body. I drifted in and out of conciousness. Andy was very concerned and lifted me up, carrying me inside.