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Brandy (Brook and Andy 19)

Sorry if this chapters kind of all over the place and messy it's cuz I haven't updated in a while and stuff :/

Andy's POV
*monday 3pm* (bank holiday-no school)
Today was the day, nothing was stopping me. No one.

I'd been up night the other night, working things out, looking online and finding the way through the place.

I finally managed to plan a route, and find an escape.

It had only been a couple of months and I already couldn't take it. But for once, I felt confident that my plan was going to work.

I was Andy Fowler, and as much as it hurt me to leave everyone and everything behind.

I'd have Brook in my arms and that's all I ever needed for things to be okay.

I read over my note about 100 times to check I'd worded it correctly. I wasn't sure what to say when I wrote it, so it was a mess.

'Mum, I need to tell you something. This is very hard for me to write because I know how much it'll hurt you. But I can't do this anymore. I haven't been honest, there are secrets I've been keeping, but I'm not ready to talk, and I'm not sure what's gonna happen from this point on. All i can tell you is that I'm leaving. Not sure when I'll be back. But I have to get out of here. Don't worry about me, I'll be fine. Just take care of yourself will you? Promise I'll see you soon. I love you x'

I'd written a note for Jack and Saff and made sure to ask them to pass it on to Rye and Mikey, otherwise they'd start to wonder.

After my bag was packed and filled with about £250 of previously saved up pocket money and some clothes and food, i grabbed my keys and headed out the door.

My mum was currently in work so she wouldn't know until I was actually gone.

I left the note on her bed before heading to Saff's. I placed the note into the envelope and carefully stuck it down as I walked through the lane.

I wondered how she'd take this, how she'd react, and how Jack would react. Would they care?

So many thoughts were racing through my mind, but I never came to think of where I'd stay or what would happen when I ran out of money.

I didn't think properly, because I couldn't if I'm honest. I just needed to get out of this place.

I was sick and tired of Windsor and the complicated life I'd lived. So it was time to move on.

When I'd arrived, I looked through the window to check if anyone was in, and they weren't, so I slipped the note through the letter box and continued walking to the station.

***

"I'm here to see Brooklyn Gibson" I told the woman at the desk, that luckily, didn't recognise me.

"Can I please take your name." She grunted. She was about 50 years old and looked pretty moody.

"Oh uh. Jack Duff." I stuttered. I didn't state my real name incase she knew who I was and wouldn't let me see him.

"Just fill in this form and you can go." She stated bluntly. She handed me a pen and I filled in simple details about myself on the 'visitors form'.

After answering all the questions and I handed it back to her. "Okay Jack, Duff... I'll escort you there and have to stay for safety reasons. You get 5 minutes max."

5 minutes!? What a sht hole. I followed the woman through a few corridors and after a few minutes in debating wether I was actually going to do this, I went for it.
I made sure no one els was around and slowly and carefully reached down, to grab the keys from her pocket.

Once my finger had gripped the key hanger thing, I slowly pulled it out trying to be as quiet as possible.

My heart was beating fast and I was worried I'd get caught, but I managed to slip the key into my pocket withought the woman noticing.

I sighed in relief as we stood outside one of the cells with a small window. I was guessing that Brook was in there.

"Oh no. I must of left the key on my desk, what a numpty." She laughed awkwardly. "Could you hold on a second?" She asked, checking her pockets.

I nodded, smirking to myself. Everything was going okay so far.

I watched as she ran off, not exactly fond of leaving my by the room. Or cell should I say.

The window was closed, so I took the key and unlocked it.

My heart sunk to the bottom of my chest as I saw Brook sitting on the floor drawing on the walls with a stone.

It was quite depressing actually. He looked so alone. Didn't he have a room mate or something? There was two beds.

I knocked the window slightly, and Brook looked up at me instantly.

Okay I haven't posted in ages I'm really sorry. But I had to update because I just found out I have over 1K reads!!! That's honestly amazing I mean it doesn't sound like much but that's a big deal for me since that's the most I've ever got! Honestly Thankyouu so much for that, I really appreciate you for taking your time to read this shtty book 😂❤️❤️ ily. Another chapter will be coming soon btw! I owe it to you <3