The Summer of a Lifetime

chapter 29

"Olivia!" I heard his booming voice yell and I winced slightly.

He walked into the living room and glared at me.

"You're such a screwup. No one will ever love you. Why were you ever born? Everyone hates you," he said, moving closer to me with every word.

I felt the tears stream down my face as he said these words.

Suddenly, Andrew burst through the door.

"You're wrong!" He yelled, then looked over at me and smiled, "because I love her."

I smiled back, and got up to hug him, when I was thrown onto the floor.

When I looked up, Bill held Andrew and had a knife to his throat.

"Stop it!" I screamed, and ran towards him.

"Don't move any closer or I'll kill him," Bill said and I immediately stopped.

Tears streamed my face as Andrew looked at me.

"He loves you," Bill muttered, "and I'm assuming you love him as well. Am I correct?"

"I love him more than anything else in the world," I said, tears in my eyes.

"How tragically and easily love can be torn apart," he said gruffly, and Andrew's eyes bore into mine as the knife plunged into his throat.

A deafening scream pierced the air as the blood poured out of him and he fell to the ground.

"Noo!!" I screamed, and suddenly woke up.

I was breathing heavily and felt the tears on my cheeks, and Andrew instantly held onto me.

"What is it?" He asked softly.

"I just h-had a bad dream," I muttered, tears in my eyes.

He just held me tighter.

"Crap!" I muttered, "I've gotta go home. Bills gonna kill me if he finds out I've been here."

I began to walk away when Andrew stopped me.

"Um, Ollie?" He said softly.

"Yeah?" I asked, turning around.

"He's in jail. Don't you remember?" He asked me.

"What?" I asked, my whole world crashing down on me, "why?"

"Well you came to the dugout this morning and you were all bruised, so I kept asking you what happened and you like, went insane or something. You just kept saying how you deserved it and all of us hated you and no one would ever love you. I kept asking you why you were saying that and you finally admitted that Bill had said those things to you. So the guys called the police and now he's in jail," he finished.

The day's events came back to me like a bad dream.

"My mom will be so sad," I muttered, tears in my eyes looking down.

"Olivia, listen to me," he said, lifting my chin so I was looking at him, "he was hitting you. That's not okay. He had to be taken away. Once your mom figures out what he's been doing to you, she won't even care that she lost him because he's a terrible, abusive person."

I took a deep breath.

"So I didn't ruin everything?" I asked softly.

"Of course you didn't!" He told me genuinely.

A knock came on the door and Andrew ran downstairs to get it.

Soon, my mother ran into the room.

"I'm so glad you're okay!" She said, enveloping me into a hug, tears streaming her face, then she looked at me seriously, "why didn't you tell someone?"

"B-because I thought it was just a one-time thing. But it kept happening. And I didn't want to ruin your marriage. You seemed so happy," I muttered, tears filling my eyes.

She hugged me again, tears streaming her face.

"You should've told someone, I hate that he hit you," she said, crying as she looked at my bruises face, "I should have known. God, you went through so much, baby. I'm here now," she pulled me against her chest as I cried against her.

"I love you so much mom," I whispered.

"I love you, Olivia," she said, and I could feel the tears prickle my eyes.

My mother then turned to Andrew, who stood awkwardly at the door, shuffling on his feet.

"Thank you so much for saving my daughter," she said softly, hugging him as well.

As my mom exited the room, Andrew looked at me and gave a small smile.

I felt a huge load off my shoulders, and I was incredibly grateful to Andrew and the guys.