Every Rose Has It's Thorn

Chapter 38

"I uh- I-" I was in shock. Oh shit.

"Well?!" He yelled.

"Andy, its not what you think! Its really different! I promise I wasn't chea-"

"Stop pussy footing around it and tell me where were you!"

I hesitated "I was at my dads." I looked down.

"What?" He asked in disbelief.

I sighed "My dad. He got back in contact with me."

"Do you expect me to believe that?"

"You don't trust me?" I said quietly. He didn't answer. I looked down again. "I can't believe you don't.." I sighed and lightly pushed passed him. I went over to the steps. "Here's proof if you need it.." I dropped the picture on the ground and went upstairs. I took my boots off and put on sweatpants and a cami. I crawled into bed with a teddy bear and cried softly into it. I'm mainly shattered because Alex didn't deserve to die but Andy not trusting me completely shatters me.. I heard the door creek open slowly. The bed shifted and I knew Andy had sat down on the edge of it.

"Baby.. Whose in the picture..?" I clenched the teddy bear and started crying out loud into it. I curled up into a tight ball to keep the pain in. I felt Andy's hands go under me and he picked me up. He cradled me and I cried into his chest. He pet my head slowly. He kissed my temple. I couldn't stop crying. It hurt to much.

"Why don't you believe me..?" I cried.

"I should've..." He bit his lip. "Who was in the picture."

I gulped "My baby sister.." I began crying again.

"I didn't know you had a little sister."

I wiped my eyes "Neither did I.."
He pushed me away a little bit and looked in my eyes.

"You didn't?" He asked in shock.

"Well, I forgot about her. I was too young to remember her.." I choked up "She died." I began crying in his arms again.

"How?"

"My mom couldn't take care of her I guess.."

He pulled me close "I am so sorry.."

"Don't be..." I sat up.

"I have to. Its my job." He kissed my cheek.

"Your job is to get me cookies." I smiled slightly.

"Is that your way of telling me you want cookies?" He smirked.

"Maybeee." I giggled.

"Okay." He got up but I grabbed his hand.

"Wait.." I said quietly.

"Yes?" He asked.

"Umm. You know that I'm going through a lot right now.. Right?"

"Of course." He rubbed my hand with his thumb.

"Well... Um. Do you think that maybe you can let me drink?"

He stopped "Ally-"

"Andy. I'm not going to harm anyone. I'm indoors. You are home. What can go wrong?"

"Its not that," he sat down on the bed next to me "I just don't want you to think that every time you have a problem, alcohol will solve it."

I got serious "Oh I know. I would never become an alcoholic. Its just.." I stopped.

"You want to forget about tonight?"

"Yea." I bit my lip.

He hesitated ".. I don't know Ally. It doesn't seem right."