You're Not My Babysitter

Chapter 19

Ashton

"You can't tell me she didn't deserve it!" I rolled my eyes as I hopped off of the kitchen counter.

"I didn't say she didn't deserve it, I said you shouldn't have done it," Adrian sighed, "you can't just go around punching people!"

"Jesus fucking christ," now I was yelling, "SHE STARTED IT."

"Oh ok," Adrian shrugged and chuckled dryly, "are you fucking five?"

"Fuck you Adrian."

"Uh, is everything okay?" Andy asked stepping into the kitchen.

I didn't even hear him come in.

"I'm not always gonna be here to clean up your shit Ash." Adrian sighed ignoring Andy's presence.

"Like you've cleaned up anyways!" my voice cracked out.

"What the fuck are you even talking about?" Adrian asked.

"Don't you fucking get it," I snapped, "I moved out here for you and- you didn't even notice the pain it put me through!"

There was a moment before he spoke again.

"I was there for it!"

"Yeah," I let out a laugh but, it was dry and cracked, "you were there after I tried to kill myself but, you weren't there before."

"I-" He started to speak

"Can you just go? Call me when you make it to Cleveland." I sighed.

"Ashton," Adrian asked, "come one you know I'm not gonna leave until we talk about this-"

"GO." I screamed.

Adrian looked at Andy to see him shrug his shoulders.

Shit he was there for the whole thing.

"I'll call you okay?" Adrian said before walking out.

Andy looked back at me just in time to catch me flinch at the sound of the front door slamming.

"Do you want to talk about it?" He asked walking over to where I was now bawling my eyes out.

"No."

Andy tilt my head to the side and looked at my neck, "Shit Jo."

"What is it?" I said sniffling as I wiped my face.

"Cassie must've scratched you," He said with a look of concern, "and she got you pretty good."

"Great. Just another thing on the list huh?"

"Here," he mumbled before lifting me back onto the counter, "let me put something on that."

He walked out of the room and up the stairs then, came back a couple seconds later with a bottle of rubbing alcohol.

"Fuck Andy." I winced as he applied the liquid to my neck with a cotton pad.

"You know normally I like it when you say that," he smirked which, caused me to roll my eyes, "but this time not so much."

He smiled at my laughter, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" I questioned raising my eyebrows.

Andy sat the bottle off to the side and threw the pad away before speaking again, "Cassie. If I'd known she was gonna show up-"

I put my hand up to stop him from going any further, "Andy it's not your fault she's an asshole."

"I know but," he sighed, "I should've done more to stop it-"

This time I interrupted him with a kiss. We made out for a good 2 minutes before he pulled away.

"Are you sure you want to do this right now?"

"I just want to take my mind off of everything that happened tonight," I sighed, "is that ok?"

He picked me up off of the counter and kissed me again before carrying me up to the guest room.