Simple Love

9-Saviour.

*Dani's pov* (oooh I'm like a frucking wizard ^.^)

I watched as Anika ran out of her studio with tears ready to fall down her face, and the only thing I could do was sit there. Her brother, Mike, came over to me and put his large hand on my shoulder. I glared over at the guy she called Eli. He was the only one that she seemed to not care much about.

Andy smiled and walked over to me, handing me a large chocolate chip cookie. I laughed and took a large bite. "So, do you know what's up with Anika?" I asked, looking over into Andy's eyes. His irises listened in the light and they seemed almost golden around the edges.

"She probs started her period. Want me to take you over there?you can sexually feed her cookies??" He smirked, getting off of the cooler we were sitting on. He took my hand and I nodded, mentally scolding myself about actually picturing sexually feeding her cookies.

We started our journey to her house, skipping down the sidewalk like a bunch of huge six year olds. "So, Dani, tell me about yourself" he smiled, his face aglow in the summer sun.

"Okay.. uh... my favorite color is black, haha... uh... I like music and poems, I used to do dance, then got fat. I have an odd obsession over lava lamps right now and I prefer Vans over Nike." I smiled. "If that's what you meant by that." He looked at me and laughed out loud.

"That works, I guess. Okay, then this is me... uh my favorite color is red, I love music and art. I actually make a bit of money off of my drawings, sometimes, depending on how good they are--" I cut him off.

"Or how desperate the buyer is" I smirked. He laughed and nodded.

"True, true. Okay, so, I can teach you how to dance because your not fat at all. I was in the little league baseball team when I was younger, but I started caring more about my hair and people called me gay, so I quit. I uh... I love lava lamps too, but my new obsession are Trolls and Beanie Babies. I too prefer Vans over Nike" he smiled.

"TROLLS AND BEANIE BABIES ARE THE BOMB!!!!" I laughed, my eyes watering from how excited I was. We started talking about the weather and shoes, how many kids we wanted and what bands we liked. We finally got to the house and my feet were killing me.

"I think she may have locked the door..." Andy frowned. He grabbed a spare key from on top of the door ledge thing and unlocked it, putting the key back. "Have fun and call me asap if you need anything" he smiled, writing down his number and handing it to me.

I walked in and shut the door quietly behind me. The house was dark and quiet, and the o lyrics light shone from a room way down the hall. I tip toed across the house and got to the door with the light, opening it. I looked into the room and saw a toilet and shower. I smiled as I saw a picture of -what I assumed was- Andy and Anika when they were younger. They were holding hands and they both had flower crowns on. Then in the picture there was -potentially- Mike running about in the sprinkler.

I smiled again and turned off the light, walking out of the bathroom. I heard the song I Don't Wanna Be In Love by Good Charlotte coming from what seemed to have potentially been a bed room down the hall. My curiosity got the best of me and I walked over to the door, giving it a slight push.

What is saw made my breathing hitch and my heart stop. There, naked and bloody, on the ground was my perfection, Anika. Her eyes were closed and there was a -now nearly empty- large bottle of pills by her side. In her delicate hand was a small piece of silver that the light illuminated. Beside her on the opposing side was her cell phone. I walked over and picked it up, gagging a bit at my discovery.

On her cell phone was videos of what seemed to be Eli fucking her. He had duck tape over her mouth and her hands were tied to the bed. She had tears in her eyes and was making muffled moans as Eli thruster into her, smiling at the camera like a movie star just getting a thousand dollar role. I clicked a button that was flashing yellow at the top of her cell phone, and it took me to a different page.

It took me to her text messages and it said she had a new one from "Don'tListenToHim". I frowned and clicked on it, revealing the horrific messages from only about an hour before.

Don'tListenToHim: You fucking emo faggot. Do you like the videos of us. Baby?? You're going to be a star. Maybe later on tonight you can ditch your faggot girlfriend and come to.my place so we can make another video. You're going to be famous. Don't act like you don't like it, baby doll.

You: fuck off Eli... you've hurt me enough. Please, just leave me alone.

Don'tListenToHim: feisty are we?? Go kill yourself emo bitch. Maybe then I can rape you and get famous. Unlike Monroe who just wanted you because even at twelve you were a whore.

You: you bitch!!! Go fukcing die you asswipe!!!

Don'tListenToHim: go find your pills and pop them. It's not like anyone cares. Emo whore. Dani is only here for Andy and you know that. Go. Die.

You: what?!

Don'tListenToHim: die

You: okay.

Don'tListenToHim: haha, I bet you will.

I stood there crying, disgusted at what I just witnessed. I looked down at my perfect angel and screamed out. I grabbed my own phone out of my pocket and dialed the number Andy had given to me. I looked down at her perfectly still face and kissed her forehead, sobbing

"Pick up pick up pick up you fucktard!!!" I screamed.

"Hello??" Andy chuckled, hearing my statement, then got serious once he hear my sobs.

"Get here asap ill explain soon I'm going to kill Eli... dear Lord.. WAKE UP ANIKA!!!!" I screamed, half at Andy half at Anika. He said he'd be over and with that he hung up on me, leaving me alone with my freezing cold girlfriend on my arms. I started to rock back and forth and shake as the time went by.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was probably only ten minutes, Andy barged in, his face dropping as he saw the scene laid out in front of him. He picked up his phone and a little while later we were in the ambulance, watching them man handle her cold body.