"It's me..." He said, "Andy?"
I furrowed my brows in confusion but soon scrunched them in disgust. Andy. The one that Elliot told me about. The one that Harry warned me about. The one that I saw on the bus.
"Madison, it's me.." Andy said again, his voice soft. He lowered his hands down to mine, lacing our fingers together. I tried to pull away, but he was too strong. "Don't you remember?"
I stared him in the eyes, showing no signs of fear. He looked back, his eyes full of sorrow. I snorted, "No."
Andy raised his eyebrows up in shock l, and I watched as his eyes grew more and more sad by the moment, "I... How could you... Madison!" His voice rose, but it was shaking, "Madison, it's me. Andy..." He stroked my cheek, "Please tell me you remember me, Angel.."
"Angel?" I questioned, "I'm not your angel pal, and I don't know what the hell you're going on about," I said angrily, slapping his hand away from my face. His jaw dropped in surprise as he looked me up and down, "I've only had one relationship in my life."
"And that was with me!" Andy cried out, placing his hand on his chest. He swallowed hard, trying to find the right words to use, "That was with me."
"No, it wasn't," I snapped.
"Yes it was, Madison." He pried on.
"How can you not remember! All the great times we had, all the things we've been through?" He looked down, "Do you even remember what I showed you? Do you, Madison?"
"No!" I shouted. "No!"
"Madison! It was us!" Andy shouted, a tear slipping from his eye, "It was me and you... We.. We were in your room, and we talked for hours!! You kept asking questions... And.. And you weren't afraid!" He stroked my cheek softly, "You said you loved me for who and what I was, don't you remember."
"I don't know what the hell you're talking about dude!" I shouted, pushing him off of me. He stumbled back a bit, but never broke our stare. "You have the wrong girl! I don't love you-"
Andy pushed me back against the wall, looking me up and down. I felt his hot breath against my skin as he focused himself on me, his facial features sharp. His eyes were full of tears as he looked me up and down, biting on his pale lip. Andy pushed a piece of hair that was astray on my face, "Angel, it was-"
"It was with Harry!" I cried out.
When the name slipped out of my mouth, his body froze. He swallowed hard, blinking rapidly. Everything froze on him. I watched as he began to gnaw on his lip, shaking his head angrily at me as he spoke, "What did you-"
"It was Harry," I said again, "Harry saved me from you, and took me back to where he lived." Andy's eyes flashed anger now, "I don't know what you did or what happened, but all I know is I was dating him until I left."
I pushed past Andy, shaking my head.
"End of story," I muttered, "Stay away from me, and keep your friends away as well, and we won't have a problem."
Andy didn't say anything, he just stood where he was. His eyes were on the wall, and I could hear him swallow hard, but responded to nothing. I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room, hurriedly walking down the hallway.
"Did you find a pass, Hun?" The lady at the front desk asked, and I quickly nodded as I walked swiftly out the doors. Just get to class, I thought to myself, Calm down, get to class. I hurriedly walked down the North hallway, turning corners and walking up a flight of stairs before finally reaching my room. I knocked softly against the door, opening it up with a small creak, "Hello? Uh.."
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New Enemy or Old Lover (Final book in the "Love or Lust" trilogy)
Hayran KurguThe battle has ended, but that doesn't mean war is finally over. Andy's grace is back and alive, and he still questions how it happened, but his questions are masked with the broken heart he now bares, for he had to watch the love of his life get dr...