Strange

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Chapter 19

I woke up in my bed with a scream. I looked around seeing my room clean but not the way I clean it. What? I remember the room being trashed and me killing myself. Am I dead? No thats not right. Andy saved me. Andy. Yeah. Wait no. Then my parents the beating the.....black feather. "Gah" my head pounded in pain. A groan filled the air. A low rough groan and I knew it wasn't mine.

The blankets over ne shifted and I looked to my left seeing a shirtless Andy. A sleeping, shirtless, Andy. Wait what? "Andy?" I touched his bare back. He moved at my cold touch and sat up rubbing his eyes. I laughed. A smile was given to me in return.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty" His rough voice cooed threw the cool air. His smile lite up the room more then the sun did threw the window.

I stood up from the bed but felt the cold air on my skin. My skin. My skin? I looked down and saw I was only in my bra and panties. I sqeeled and grabbed a blanket. Laughing escaped Andys mouth causing a pout to form on my lips.

"ANDY RHIS ISN'T FUNNY!" I yelled. Scrabling for a shirt Andy's laughing subdsided and I stopped and stood there. I felt pain. Not physically but a wave of emotional flow threw me. I turned around to face Andy his face a saddened look and I knew what happened last night. He saw it. I don't remember it but I know the marks of the beating are there. "Andy?"

"Hmm?" he hummed now looking down.

"They beat me and you saw it. Didn't you." I asked and in response he gave a nod. "What happened? What did they do." Tears threatened to rain down. I looked down not wanting to look at Andy. My blanket fell and cold hands touched gently against my skin. One hand on my hip and the other on my face.

"They hurt you. They took you and they hurt you. Wipped you cut you beat you." he whispered. His fingers tracing something against my hip. I looked down at what he traced and saw a bandage pulled against my body. I poked the bandage only to feel a sharp stab like pain. I mentally slapped myself for doing so. I looked up at Andy. His blue eyes gazing deeply into mine. He pulled me closer till I could feel his bare chest against my skin. A tear slipped past my cheek but before it could fall Andy wipped it way.

"Andy." I whispered catching his sent. It smelt of mint and cigarettes. Ciggarettes? Nevermind. All at once I felt a pound of pain fill my head. I gasped and fell against Andy. He stumbled back but picked me up. I rest my head in the crook of his neck wraping one arm against his shoulder and the other resting on his arm.

"They had me pinned against the walls as I watched you. You screamed and I couldn't do anything. He took a hammer to the wall to scare me and now there is a brake in the wall. Your mother said I was a devil she was so drunk. She screamed the paranormal. They took those whips and whipped you till your skin broke. I had picked you up but your mom threw a knife at you and stabbed your side. You tried to kill yourself and then they do this. I can't lose you and have them hurt you and you hurt yourself but I can't take you away. If I did..." His words trailed off as I drifted into sleep. I know he didn't want to tell me but he knew thats what I wanted him to tell me. Though his words seem truthfully I can't help but feel like he has helled secrets. Secretes only Hevean and Hell could know. Something deep enough like that.

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