Where did daddy go?

Black Ink Revenge

Juliet's POV.

"Andy.." I felt my breathing hitch a bit at the sight of Andy. His 6'3 frame was towering over my 5'9..

"Juliet.." He breathed out. I gulped and took a deep breath. "Andy.. I'm just here to get a few things.. Than I'm leaving." I whispered calmly. A few tears slid down his pale, porcelain cheeks.

"Juliet.. I'm so sorry.. Please, come back.. With blade. I need my love and my daughter.. Please don't leave me.." He begged.

Now tears were rushing back down my face. I tried so hard to keep in a deep sob that so badly wanted out.

"No, Andrew.. You kicked us out! You slapped me! Your terrible.. I need a break from this. Even if that means we need to stay with Ashley.."

He backed away slowly. Tears cascading down his face. Little strands of his black hair stuck to his face where the tears poured out.. "Juliet, please.." He begged once again. I looked down and shook my head.

"I'm sorry.. " I pushes past him and went to my old room grabbing my stuff. "I need to know something.." Jake appeared in the doorway leant against the frame. "Are you leaving for good?" He asked. CC appeared too.. When the hell did they get here?

"I'm not sure. But maybe before you guys defend Andy.. You should find out what he did before you assume I just ran off with his daughter.. Just because I wasn't here doesn't mean I didn't get phone-calls from Ella, or didn't see the tweets you guys sent me. Find out the truth from the situation, than hate me and judge me all you want."

With that, I grabbed my bag and ran out of the house. I ignored the cries as pleads from Andy that begged for me to stay. The beckoning words "I love you.." That fell from his mouth, off the tip of his tounge.

I pressed on the gas and took off to Ashley's house.

I walked in feeling like I'd been slapped over and over.

"Juliet? What happened?" Blade asked nervously. I could feel my hands trembling with each emotion that was ready to pour out to her.

"I saw Andy.." I whispered. She gasped and ran over to hug me. "He's so upset. So torn apart." I whimpered. She held me there. "He should be.. He doesn't deserve to have someone love him the way you do/did.." She said soothingly. I thanked her and stood up, walking over to the guest room.

I threw myself onto the bed and sulked quietly to myself. Why? Why did he have to screw up, and why did I have to feel bad? Why does life have to put people through these things?

Blades POV.

"Ashley.. I hate seeing her so broken." I sighed.

Ashley was laying down on his bed, and I was laying draped across his lap. His hands played with my hair lightly as I closed my eyes resting.

"I know, B.. But everything will be okay. I promise.. We'll get through this together."

I sighed and nodded, shortly after falling asleep in his lap.

Authors Note.

I'm sorry! It's reallllyyyyy short! But I truly hope you enjoy it!! Bye readers!