Chapter 14

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Disclaimer!
I don't hate Debby Ryan! I don't think Debby is a bitch or a whore or any of the other things in this story. I'm not saying Josh thinks any of these things as I obviously don't know him. It is just all for the sake of the story. Thank you. And thanks for reading. I'd really appreciate if you vote and comment your thoughts.
Stay alive frens |-/

Andi's POV

I woke up and my throat was in agony. I felt like I had swallowed a box of nails. I looked up and saw I was in Josh's lap.
"Why are you here?" I asked sounding quite rude.
"Huh?" Josh said waking up.
"What are you doing here?" My voice sounded softer this time.
"Oh um-"
"Josh left his jacket here the other day and he was talking to us for a bit before he left and we all fell asleep on the couch." Tatum said interrupting Josh.
"Yeah." Josh agreed looking slightly guilty.
"No I'd remember if that happened." I said screwing my face up. Tatum sighed loudly.
"Okay. You had a nightmare and trashed your room. Josh came to check up on you." Tatum explained.
"What?" I gasped, tears formed in my eyes and started to roll down my cheeks.
"Hey, hey, it's all good. I'm here you're safe." Josh cooed, he hooked his finger gently under my chin, then wiped away my tears. I smiled slightly and he kissed my forehead.
"You good?" He asked.
"Uh huh." I nodded giving him a reassuring smile.
"Good." He smiled, his eyes squinting slightly. I couldn't help but feel warm inside. I love that smile. I quickly pecked him on the lips and that caused us both to blush and his smile grew bigger.

After awhile I decided to get ready for the day. I took some of my clean clothes out the laundry room because I couldn't face going into my bedroom yet.
"Josh?" I said quietly.
"Yeah?" He replied.
"Can y-you come here?" He raced over to me thinking something was seriously wrong.
"What's up?" He rushed his words out because he was so nervous. I placed my hand in his.
"I don't want to see my room alone." I muttered.
"That's fine pebble. I'll go in with you." He spoke so softly.
"Thanks bubble." I forced out a smile.
I slowly opened my door and stepped in, Josh close behind me. When I saw the room as a whole I squeezed Josh's hand tighter. Everything was ruined. All of my posters, ornaments, souvenirs from family holidays - everything. I let out a soft sob and Josh pulled me close to him.
"It's fine, we'll clean it up." Josh said. I pushed him off of me.
"It's not fine! All of my memories are ruined!" I yelled. Tatum had made her way into my room and was watching from the doorway, making sure I didn't get out of hand.
"We will fix it." Josh responded calmly. I picked up a broken ballerina statue and sobbed harder.
"My brother gave me this! Now it's ruined." I fell to my knees and choked on my cries. Tatum rushed in and held me.
"You remember James?" She asked quickly, her eyes rushed over my entire body.
"Yeah." I wailed.
"What, what about Darcy?" Her words were slower, as if she was scared of my reaction. My entire body wrenched as I had a million flashbacks all in one.
"I found her." I cried.
"I know baby. But she is happy now, in heaven." Her words were so loving. Josh just stood by unable to speak; he didn't know what to do.
"I need her."

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