Harboring Feelings >> Becstin

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Suggested songs for the chapter: Where Are Ü Now? - Justin Bieber (Bc I blasted that song the whole I time I wrote this chapter)

ANDREAS' POV

"Where are we going?" She asks me. I look over to my beautiful girlfriend. I sigh contently. Everything about her makes me weak. Makes me feel like I can take over the world.

"Which is what I'm planning to do." I say. Becky looks at me in confusion with her beautiful dark eyes.

"What?" She asks. I smile down at her.

"I'm taking you somewhere safe. Somewhere far away from here." I say to her. I examine her face and I see her mouth has a small gash on her lip. I pout at the thought of her being in pain.

"I'll take care of you." I whisper as my face leans towards her. She struggles with me as I cup her face.

"I don't want to go anywhere with you." She says viciously.

"Oh, baby. Don't make me mad." I warn her in a baby voice.

"You already are mad." She mumbles. I grip her face in my hands in anger. I can see the fear in her eyes when I do this.

"Don't tempt me, sweetheart." I growl at her. I grip her face harder and I see tears start to form in her eyes.

"I'm sorry." She squeaks.

"Now, you're learning." I say in a happy tone as I bring my hand away from her face. She looks so stunning even in her military attire and blood on her lips. She looks so exquisite even with her hair in a messy ponytail.

"You didn't tell me where we're going." She says in a small voice.

"You said 'we'." I smile at her, "I don't know Becky. This relationship is moving way too fast. We should slow down." I tease her. She looks down at her shoes.

"We're headed back to my house." I say to her. She stops in her tracks. I give her a puzzled look.

"There's something wrong." She says as she's looking at the ground. She looks behind her to the abandoned building that is a few miles away.

"What is it?" I ask her. A look of horror takes over her face when she continues to look at the building.

"What is-" My sentence is cut off by an explosion from the building. The entire building collapses from the explosion.

"No!" She shouts. She starts sobbing as she falls to the ground.

"You-you bound my building with explosives?!" I shout at her.

"It was for insurance purposes." She mumbles as she wipes away her tears.

"Get up." I order feeling my body start to tremble in anger.

"Austin." She squeaks as I grab her arm. I tug her along with me to the car that is awaiting us.

"Austin's dead." I say harshly. I throw her in the passenger seat and put her seatbelt on. She's sobbing uncontrollably. I shut the passenger door and slide into the driver's seat.

Her cries start to subside when we start driving. She looks in the rearview mirror and watches the collapsed building become distant. I press on the gas getting as much distance between that disaster and us.

"What are you planning to do with me?" She hiccups. Her tough façade has now crumbled at her feet; I am now left with the broken girl that I once mended.

"I'm not going to hurt you. I'm going to help you." I say meaning every word of it.

"Help me what?" She asks.