Bellas pov
The atmosphere between everyone was so thick it could have been carved with a razor, sending chills through the air.
I didn’t know what was happening but there seemed to be a major rift forming around us again. So what, ims had told me everything, but they’d both been drunk and it had been an accident. I probably shouldn’t have believed ims, but I couldn’t help it. We’d been through to much to give up on us. It was about 11 in the morning now, judging by the way the light fell across the room. Beside me Andy was still half asleep, scrolling through his phone.
He smiled when he saw I was awake and put an arm around me. It felt so warm and safe to have someone love you like this. Something I’d never known before.
“morning” I said through a yawn before sitting up, my face was all stiff and I really needed a shower.
“where are you going?”
“I need a shower”
I expected him to follow me, our shared showers were the best thing ever, and I didn’t want to miss a chance to share a shower when it was placed in front of me.
I turned around to see him sitting on the bed, pouting, wearing nothing but a very in-decent pajama shorts with his hair sticking up everywhere. I couldn’t help laughing.
“what!”
“Don’t I get a morning kiss?”
“not if you look like this every day”
“oh ha ha bitch”
His fake laugh was so funny it made us both collapse into giggles, and I crawled back into bed and put my arms around him.
He kissed me, soft at first but the pressure built quickly. Soon he was pressing himself into me and we were both panting hard. I pushed him off.
“we can’t do this when there’s people around andy”
“I know” he frowned for a few seconds before his face lit up again.
He grabbed my hand and lead me to the bathroom, bolted the door and smiled.
We shared a shower, it was really one of the best things in my life. Being so close to Andy when it wasn’t sexual, nothing separating us. It was like we were one person, blended up into a blonde haired, blue eyes mess. I loved it.
We stayed in there together just being together until someone banged on the door and we had to get out.
It was bradie, who didn’t look impressed when he noticed that Andy was totally naked and reaching for a towel. Luckily I had mine firmly in place.
He told us to get dressed and be quick about it, usually he was such a happy guy but today he seemed so stressed. I threw on a pair of denim leggings and a spongebob shirt, side plaited my hair and left Andy to do his hair. I needed to talk to ims before she had a chance to escape the subject. I needed to know everything she knew.
She was already dressed when I found her, but she was pale and had bags so dark she looked sick. She threw her arms around my neck when she saw me, hugged me hard and I could feel her sobbing into my neck.
“what is it”
She answered, but I couldn’t understand what she was saying.
It sounded like she’s gone and it’s all my fault.
But nobody was gone, and ims sleeping with Shaun didn’t have anything to do with anyone dying did it?
“who”
“ash. She’s fucking gone and it’s my fault”
She burst into a fresh wave of sobs, they shook her body and zapped through mine as well.
Ashley, that skinny little stuck up thing that never really spoke to anyone? She seemed like she had secrets, and if I could prove she did then I could show ims this wasn’t her fault. Maybe then me and ims would go back to the way we were.
