Wake Me Up

Chapter 25

Andy's POV: I can't believe what Monica was saying. I guess, I did kinda deserve it. After what she said, I couldn't help but think I fell in love with a feisty one. But who knows if we'd make it out of this mess, we aren't even together.

Monica's POV : Andy had currently left to the restroom, leaving Halsey right in front of me, "why are you here?" "To take back what's mine." "Listen chick, Andy was never yours to begin with and don't talk about him like he's property." "Oh and like you don't talk about Josh like he's yours." "Yea, I don't because he's not mine. You ruined my life and his. You know, he really freaking loved you and then you did something like sleeping with Andy when you know DAM.N RIGHT YOU WERE SOBER BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T EVEN GET YOUR HANDS ON ALCOHOL AT THAT AGE!" "Awh is someone jealous ?" "I'm not jealous, I'm disgusted." "Tell me, when he kissed you did it taste like me?" She asked as she licked her lips. I felt like gagging but instead I punched her right in the nose. Blood started coming out of her nostrils rapidly, "GET OUT OF HERE! GO BACK TO FREAKING NEW YORK! EVER SINCE WE STOPPED BEING MY FRIENDS MY LIFE BECAME WAY BETTER! I NEVER NEEDED YOU AND NO ONE EVER WILL!"

I was beyond pissed right now, "STAY AWAY FROM ANDREW BECAUSE I DONT NEED YOU NEAR MY DAUGHTERS FATHER!" "OH PLEASE YOUR DAUGHTER IS DEAD AND SHE'S NOT COMING BACK! STOP TALKING ABOUT HER LIKE SHE'S ALIVE! NEWS FLASH SHE'S D E A D DEAD!" That was all it took for me to tackle her to the ground. I pulled her hair and slapped her. I also scratched her face with my acrylic nails. "DONT YOU EVER BRING UP MY DAUGHTER! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO! YES SHES NOT HERE ANYMORE BUT EVEN THEN SHE WAS THERE FOR ME MORE THAN YOU EVER WERE!"

Next thing you know, all the guys ; Brent, Dave, Hayden, and Brandon were trying to pry me off of Halsey. I wouldn't budge though, "LET GO OF ME!" "Calm down Monica," Brent said. "NO! SHE'S HURT ME SO MUCH AND DOESN'T DESERVE MERCY!" "I also heard about your mother YOU DESERVED THAT! I SLEPT WITH ANDY BECAUSE JOSH NEVER GAVE ME ATTENTION!" That's when I punched her in the boob, hardest you could ever hit someone in the boob. She yelled out in pain, "c'mon she's not worth it!" Hayden yelled but I completely ignored it.

"NO YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! SHE TOOK THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AWAY AND RUINED MY LIFE! I FREAKING LOVED- LOVE ANDY AND I WOULDN'T BE IN THIS MESS IF IT WASN'T FOR HER! I LOST TWO IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN MY LIFE THAT DAY! I WAS A WRECK! I WANTED TO DIE! HAVE YOU EVER FELT THAT WHEN YOU JUST TRULY TRULY WANT TO DIE AND LEAVE EVERYTHING BEHIND! HAVE YOU EVER FELT THAT WHEN YOU JUST WANT TO STOP BREATHING AND MAKE YOUR HEART STOP BEATING OR WANT TO BREAK DOWN EACH WALL IN YOUR HOUSE AND GO CRAZY AND JUST CRY YOUR HEART OUT THAT YOU'RE LEFT FEELING BREATHLESS! NOTHING SEEMS REAL AND YOU'RE JEALOUS OF EVERYONE WHOS HAPPY BECAUSE YOU WISH YOU WERE! OR WHEN YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE GOOD ENOUGH AND ACTUALLY MADE SOMEONE HAPPY AND WERE IN LOVE THEN IT ALL COMES CRASHING DOWN?! HE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE!" I looked up to see Andy in front of me with his jaw hanging. Welp good thing I pretended to be drunk. But everyone in the bar went completely silent.

"Monica...I-," Andy said but I cut him off, "don't. I'm already embarrassed." All the guys finally let go of me without a single word. I had tears streaming down my face, everyone knew how I felt. Everyone. I walked out the bar, and into the cool summer night. Suddenly, I heard footsteps behind me. I saw that it was caity and the whole band, except for Andy. He was a few feet away from us and while holding Halsey. Rage ran through me.

Dave picked me up and threw me over his shoulder, "c'mon," he said. "Where are we going?" "To the hospital. Have you seen your knuckles?" I looked at them, they were all shades of pink, purple, blue, and red. They were also swollen. "I'm fineee." "Nope." In front of me was Brandon. "Hey Brandon, so these look like they need medical attention?" I showed him my knuckles and he gasped. "Did that inspire Halsey's song?" He whisper yelled. I couldn't help but laugh. "I LOVE YOU BRANDON HOOVER," I said as I fist bumped him. "f.ucking w.hore," Halsey muttered in the back.

"Speak louder b.itch!" I yelled to her. "That's enough, you're drunk, and she's just stupid," Dave said. "I know she is," as I slurred on my words, still pretending to be tipsy. It took us about 15 mins to get to the hospital. When we walked I'm, they sent us to an ER bed. I laid on the bed while Halsey laid on another 2 away from me with Andy. Thank God. Soon, I was greeted by a doctor named Callie Torres, head of ortho.

"So may I ask what happened to your knuckles?" Dr. Torres asked. "Okay so you see that blue haired chick," I said pointing to Halsey, Dr. Torres nodded. "Well she..."

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After I was done telling Dr. Torres everything she gave me a shocked look. "You mean, you did that to her face ?!" "Yea." "Ah congrats, let's face it she deserved it." "I know right!" "But the good news is that we're going to give you meds for the swelling to go down. You didn't do any damage to your bones, but you will have some major bruising for about 2 weeks. So we'll just wrap that up for you. Also I'm going to check if you're sober because you smell like alcohol." "Thank you so much." "I'll be right back and get you your meds. Plus I need to check on 'her' because you hit her in the nose." With that she walked away.

I looked over to see Halsey with a handsome doctor. He was probably a plastic surgeon considering what I did to her face needed reconstruction. A bit my lip, "talk about McSteamy." "You're so weird," Brent said. "Shhh i want to see what McSteamy tells her." I listened closely, "You're going to need stitches for those scratches. You will have some bruising, a lot actually. But it will go away eventually and your nose is broken...you'll need surgery," McSteamy said. Halsey's eyes widened. "Trust me, it's nothing big. We just have to put the bone back in its place, and make sure it doesn't shift. It'll look good as new. It's a very easy procedure," Dr. Torres said. "We'll have an intern come and stitch you up." The handsome doctor said.

Both doctors walked towards me. Callie handed me the meds. "You're the one who did that to my patient?" I was finally able to see his name tag, it read 'Mark Sloan : Plastics'. "Yes, Dr. Sloan." He highfived me, "she's so rude. But good job, you gave Dr. Torres and I a surgery." I laughed. "Well I have to go check on some more patients, adios," Dr. Sloan said as he walked away. Dr. Torres wrapped my hand up and tested me, I whispered in her ear if she could just keep the test results and not say anything out loud. She nodded,"I have to go to, but come back if you feel any pain that isn't from your bruises," Dr. Torres said. I thanked her and she walked away.

"So I guess we can leave now, right?" Hayden asked. "Yup, c'mon," I said. "Hey, thanks for bringing me here and caring about my knuckles," I said giving Dave a playful punch and instantly regretted it because my knuckles started hurting. "No problem," he said giving me a smile. One that I hadn't seen before. "He was there for my knuckles when no one else was," Brandon said dramatically. I laughed so hard. "Ahh I love you HOOVER!"