Smile for me please...

Just A Nightmare

Andy's POV

A few days after Jerome and I had our first kiss together he have been more... close.

Physically.

I didn't mind at first until he got touchy and much more closer to me than before... it reminded me... of my past... my past that would hunt me forever. Not the part when I killed them.

No.

That was sweet revenge.

The thing that would hunt me is what my so-called father and sister done to me.

That evening when the police found me I had to control myself from flinching and tearing away from their gentle hands. Though I think Mr. Gordon noticed. I don't mind him pitying me. After all my top body was naked with blood splattered over my scars, burn marks, bruses, cuts...that damn branding on the middle of my back.

They had no pity or humanity or any form of love in their tainted souls.

They had no mercy.

The screams of a little girl echoed in the back of my mind, making my body tremble and shake at the memory.

Sweat.

Tears.

Pain.

Pain... The stinging sensation in my hand braught me back to reality, staring into familar green eyes which held darkness.

His left cheek was bright red, matching his hair, which soon formed into a hand print.

I quickly realised what I had done.

I had slapped Jerome.

I stared at my right hand, too scared to face him. Too scared that I might see the same face I had received punishment from but I remembered... he is dead. But I still fear of what is to become for this scene.

I felt him lean close towards me causing me to fall of my seat and scramble away as I whimper in fear. "I-I'm sorry... p-please don't hurt me" was all that I managed to say in a small voice as I covered my face with my arms awaiting for him to strike.

But it didn't come instead I felt arms engulfing me into a hug causing me to jump and shriek.

"Hey now. It's alright, baby girl. It's alright" a soft soothing voice whispered as they held me tightly.

I then noticed it is Barbara due to the smell of her body and the feeling of her hug.

I didn't know what to do. I had never encountered anything like this so all I did was cry.

I accepted what I thought that would never be given to me comfort. I snuggled into her hold wanting, needing comfort as my arms shakily wrapped around her body, afread that I might do something wrong which will displease her but it didn't.

Third POV

"Is pretty girl ok?" Aaron asked in worry, like a small child.

"Yes, she's alright, Aaron. She's just a little upset" Barbara replied as she glared at Jerome after all she did warn him about lack of space. She saw the scars on her especially the branding when it was time for them to have a shower. She didn't want to ask thinking it would be to much for her. Yes, Barbara is gone all coocoo but she can't help but feel for Andy's pain, wondering how old she was when she had the branding on her back like an animal.

Jerome just stared at the two on the floor hugging each other as if the world was ending as if their going to die. He ignored Barbara's warning for a reason.

He was addicted.

And now looking at what his addiction to the girl has done made him feel... angry

(Sorry guys for the crappy chapter. I hope you guys find it alright and that you enjoy it. Thank you everyone for your views, stars, comments, and patients for this story. Especially thank you for your support! :3)