Between The Two

Chapter 2

ANDREA'S POV

       The feel of sunlight on my face is what wakes me up. I yawn and seat up and stretch. Memories from last night begin to flood into my head.

    I suddenly don't feel like getting up. I sink back into my bed and close my eyes. It would be better to just fall into an eternal slumber.

Here I am sounding all depressed and shit.

I actually do get up and head downstairs. Just as I get there I'm in time to see Raymond heading to work.

     "Raymond" I call out before I can stop myself.

    He turns to look at me, scowls, rolls his eyes and walks out of the house.

  I just stand there in absolute disbelief.

'Did he just do that?'

    " Fucking jerk" I say between clenched teeth. That self absorbed dick.

     I turn to go upstairs. I needed to take a bath and to pack my things. I'm so done with this place.

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After a long bubble bath, I'm standing in front of a mirror, staring at a sorry dumped ass. My brown hair is still damp, my sea green eyes looking puffy from all the crying, my pink lips swollen from all the biting and my nose a rosy pink color.

     'ten out of ten appearance '

    I've already packed my things, I'm wearing comfortable clothes all that's left is to put on my shoes.

     I grab my phone in one hand and my luggage in the other and scan the room, to say my final goodbye.

     I drag my things down the stairs and almost crash into Almond.

     "Andrea, good morni-  you're leaving already". It sounded more of a question than a statement.

        "Ohh good morning Almond. Yes I'm leaving already, it's obvious I'm not wanted".

      I try to make it sound like a joke and chuckle but a stray tear betrays me as it slips out.

        "Ohhhhhhh, Andrea c'mere" Almond pulls me in for a hug.

       I let go of my luggage and let myself enjoy the embrace.
    
      I can't believe I'm not going to be living with Almond any more. He is like a father to me. The only father figure .....in fact the only parental figure I've ever had.
 
        My mum died when I was young and my dad doesn't deserve to be called that since he was awol all my life.

       I give him a squeeze as I let go of him. We both just stare at each other in silent despair.

      "Let me apologize on his beha...."

     "No stop don't do that. It's not your fault he's a douche. It's not your fault he has no sense of remorse. It's not your fault I was so naive and foolish".

      I say not wanting him to apologize for that dick's hat ass attitude.

      Almond just looks at me and smiles........a very sad, nostalgic smile.

    "Fine, if that's what you wish. Andy promise me you won't be like this for long. Promise me you'll be that happy, cheerful stubborn young lady I know, promise me Andy" I literally see the plead in his eyes.

      "Of course, Almond, I will". I smile while crying.

     After a few minutes we let go of each other and smile.