Chapter three

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(Caroline's pov)

As I step out of the shower I slide into some cloths Andy had given me to put on. I quickly draw on some eyeliner then I step into the living room.

"Andy?" I ask as I step around to house only to find him smoking on the porch which over looks the lake.

"Hey you ready to go?" He ask calmly putting out his cigaret as he walks over to me. His outside looks calm and collected but on the inside I can tell his freaking out.

I shake my head as he takes my hand and walks me threw the house past the counter where he grabs the papers and his keys then to the car. When we get to the car he opens my door and makes sure I am safely Inside before he closes my door and walks to his side.

As we drive to my house I sit silent as Andy sings of mice and men songs the whole ride there. His voice fits so well in every song it's amazing.

As we pull into my drive way his hand tightens on the wheel as he turns off his car I can tell he's nervous and I am to but this has to be done I can't stay here anymore.

"It will be okay I promise." I quickly say trying to sound confident but honestly I have no clue how this is going to end.

As we walk out of the car he grabs my hand and lead me up the stares. As we stand on the porch he wraps me in a hug quickly before I open the door.

"Where the hell were last night." My dad yells as he comes into view of the entrance way.

"And who the hell is this." I stiffen as he walks twords Andy god I don't want him to hurt him.

"Go get your things. Don't come back till your finished ill be fine" Andy wraps me in a small hug as he lets go off my hand and nudges me past my dad.

As I walk threw the house to my room I can here yelling but I gather my things before I head back out.

Once I turn the corner I can see my dad in Andy's face yelling but it doesn't look like anything physical has happened so that's good right? I push my dad away from him as a small smile set on Andy's face.

"You have all your things." He ask as he grabs one of my bags.

" I don't give a shit about what these papers say your not going anywhere with this guy." I open my mouth to object but I feel to hands fall on my shoulders as I fall into a wall a way to familiar feeling. I know what's coming next to I clench my stomic and put my arms over my face. As his fist hits my stomic he throws me onto the floor. As he pulls his leg back to kick me I here a thud. I turn around and see Andy beating the shit out of him. After what seems like hrs but I'm sure was only seconds I pull Andy off of him and we leave my dad still on the as the door shuts behind us.

I begin to cry as we step into the car not because I'm hurt but becuse I am finally free of that I never have to go back again.

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