Andy Biersack fanfiction - Accidents Happen *COMPLETED* （≧∇≦）

Chapter 47 - Recovery

-Ashley's POV-
We checked in with the front desk before heading up to Tessa's room. I could still see a glint of fury in Andy's eyes, but he had simmered down for the most part. We stood in the elevator, a veil of awkward silence laying upon us. It seemed like an eternity before the doors opened and we stepped out. Andy walked in front of us, his pace quick. I could tell he was concerned. We turned a few hallways before arriving at her room.
When Andy layed eyes upon her, it was like he had a glimpse of heaven. His whole face softened, his eyes returning to a lighter blue. Tessa was asleep, probably from the pain pills the nurses gave her. I'd talked to the nurse about a rape kit, but she said it was too long after the event. However, they said they were running tests on her pregnancy to affirm the pregnancy.
Andy crept to the side of her bed and sat down at her feet, his hand pushing the hair from her forehead. He smiled at her faintly, and she slowly opened her eyes. "Andy..." She said softly. Andy smiled lightly. "Hey hun. How you feeling?" Tessa wasn't really sick or anything, it was just the pain and trauma pills they gave her. "Mm." She said, returning the same loving look Andy gave her. Her face suddenly hardened and her eyes glassed over with sadness. "Andy..." She whimpered out. I saw tears forming in her eyes and I wondered if I should leave them be. "I'm pregnant.." She said, beginning to cry. I looked at the others and nodded as a sign for us to leave and let them be alone.
--Tessa's POV--
"I'm pregnant..." I whimpered, studying his face. Something was strange about him; he was jarry-eyed and red faced. Perhaps he was upset with me. "Hey, hey, we don't know..." He comforted. "But-But if I am, would you still love me?" I asked, sounding pathetic even to myself. He chuckled, but I could sense he was upset. "Of course, Tess...It's not your fault. It wad him." Andy said, his eyes turning to stone. I nodded and wiped away tears. "I'll have Ashley see if they can discharge you tonight." He said after a few moments of silence. I nodded and he leaned down to give me a peck on the cheek. I kissed him back and was surprised as his tongue overtook mind, his hands running through my hair. "A...And-dy..." I said through his aggressive kiss. He jumped back, and I found myself tearing with anxiety. "Sorry." He said under his breath, his eyes searching himself slightly. "'S' okay..." I said quietly. I fidgeted with my paper wristband. "I'll go talk to the desk about that." He interjected. I nodded, memories becoming prominent. I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes, hoping sleep would ease my pain. But it made it worse.
--Flashback--
It was three weeks after Andy had raped me. He seemed to know, despite his drunkness, how horrible what he had done was, and he'd found other ways of gaining pleasure from me. It had gotten worse and worse, and I was having terrible pains everywhere. As I cleaned the dishes, I crossed my fingers he wouldn't make me. Not again, not tonight. It was just my luck as the front door opened and I heard him, stumbling in.
"Hi Andy..." I greeted as he walked into the kitchen. I tried my best to sound cheery.
'Mhm..." He grunted in response, throwing his jacket on the counter and moving to the couch.
"How was your day?" I asked, the shaking setting in.
"Here. Now." He said, ignoring my question.
I folded my lips in and nodded, knowing what was coming next. "Please...don't make me..." I said quietly, looking into his dark blue eyes. His legs spread open wide, he slid off his pants until his length sprang free. "Shut up and suck." He commanded. I shook my head reluctantly, but knew the beating afterwords would be far worse if I misbehaved. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I knelt down and took him into my mouth. His hand gripped my hair, forcing me to take him full. I pleaded, but the vibrations only seemed to turn him on more. He came down my throat, making me choke and--
--End--
"Tess?" Andy's gentle voice called. I inhaled sharply and jumped awake. "What babe? What's wrong?" He asked, clearly confused. "Just a...a dream." I stuttered, unable to look up at him. "They said to start packing." He said with a smile. I faked a smile and nodded, staring into oblivion as I tried to gather my bearings. "I'll come back for aou tonight, okay?" He said. I nodded, still spacing out. "He studied me for a minute. "Love you." He said warily, testing my attention. "Love you..." I mumbled back.