When She Was Put Back Together Again

Chapter 24: Brooklyn's POV

I glared at Andrea, who was standing confidently in front of me. "Andrew doesn't want someone like you. Who would?" She snarled. I tried to focus on not beating the crap out of her right now.

She just kept throwing insults my way, about how I was a worthless bitch, and how I was absolutely nothing to Andrew. I didn't say anything, and I knew that if I fought, it would be exactly what she wants.

I began to walk away, and that's when I felt a hand grab the back of my jacket. I turned around quickly, and was met with a punch. I was sent backwards, and I felt blood run down my face. I didn't feel anything, since physical pain was now a bearable numbness.

"Come on! I thought you'd fight anybody!" Andrea shouted. I got into a fighting stance, and so did Andrea. I kept a defensive stance, while Andrea kept an offensive stance. She punched me square in the mouth, and I felt something knock out of my mouth.

I spit out a tooth, and shrugged it off. I think I heard someone puke. "Eh. It was a baby tooth anyway." I said. Andrea then landed a few punches, and I began to feel a little dizzy. "You feeling alright? Or do you need to tap out?" She taunted.

I didn't respond, my brain becoming fuzzy. Andrea lost her stance, and walked towards me, slowly, hunting me. When she was just inches away from me, she stopped. "I guess you're not as great a fighter as I hear." With that, she grabbed my shoulders, and pushed me down.

I fell on my back, and without the snow to catch me, I fell with a thud. That's when a thought came to my mind, and a smile creeped across my face. I let out a low, quiet, and almost insane laugh. Andrea looked down at me like I was crazy, which I probably was.

"What's so funny?" She asked. I replied, some blood spilling from my mouth, "I win." She cocked her head to the side, and I gestured my hand to the people around us. All of them had phones out. I didn't see Andrew, but that might have been because of my black eye.

Andrea looked around in horror, and then glared back at me. "What did I say? I win." That's when she ran, and I didn't care what direction. As long as she's gone. "Brook!" A familiar voice shouted. Just as I was registering who's voice it was, Andrew came into view.

He bent down next to me, and helped support my back. "I'm so sorry Brook. For every single thing I've said and done. I felt so guilty once I realized what I had done, and I-" He stopped. Tears began to gloss his eyes, and he began to get choked up.

"I'm sorry that it's taken me this long to realize-" Andrew stopped again. I didn't say anything, not wanting to spit out anymore blood. Or teeth. Or my heart for all that matters. Andrew took a deep breath. "To realize that you're all I need in my life. To realize that you are the last piece to my puzzle."

Andrew stopped. Yet again. I kept a smile on my face, even though I wanted to know the answer. "Oh God! Why is this so difficult?" He said, slightly loud. "Shut up." I said, smiling like an idiot. "Do you mind? I'm trying to tell you something." He replied.

"Dude. I get your point." I said. "Okay then, smart ass, what am I trying to say?" He replied, a very faint blush coming to his face. I smirked, and grabbed the collar of his shirt, and pulled him down, so that my lips met his.

It felt like my brain was dissolving, and to be honest, I didn't mind. When I pulled away, out of breath, and my face hot, I saw that Andrew was redder than I was. I looked around, and saw that phones were still out, and people were cheering.

"Do you mind?" Andrew shouted, as he turned back towards me. People began to walk away, and that's when Andrew asked, "So, where were we?"