Not about angels

Chapter 15: Disappointed

Andy's P.O.V

I went downstairs and sat at the table

"I'm going to get mum" he said picking at his salad

I looked at him right away confusion washing over my face "what?"

"I'm bringing her back, Andy"

"Dad, I don't want her here"

"But we need her"

"We're doing just fine without her"

He looked at me worry filling his eyes

"What? Dad why are you looking at me like that? Everything ok?"

"We're behind on our payments, I keep forgetting and I might get fired"

"Dad..." I breathed out in disbelief "why didn't you tell me?"

"There's nothing you can do"

"I could get a job, I could get two"

"No Andy, she's coming back"

I sighed harshly and pushed my plate away "I'm suddenly not hungry"

I stood up and went back to my room ignoring him calling for me

I locked my door and turned the light on then went to my phone unplugging it and laying back on my bed

Andy: Tony... is it cool if I stay at your house for a few weeks?

Tony: ... what?

Andy: please? I can't take it here anymore

Tony: I don't think that's the best idea right now.. I'm sorry

Andy: oh, no it's completely fine. Don't worry I'll figure something out

Tony: I'm so sorry, Andy

I turned off my phone and turned around burying my face in my pillows then screamed and long and as loud as I can,

I turned on my back looking up at the ceiling and sighed then closed my eyes

—-

"Andy, hey Andy wake up" someone whispered shaking me

I opened my eyes and saw Ronnie scaring the shit out of me

I let out a scream and he shot his hand up to my lips

"Shh"

"Wh-what are you doing here?" I asked muffled

He let go and I sat straight up looking at him

"Tony told me to come check up on you, are you ok?"

"No.."

"What's wrong, FrenchFry?"

"My dad is going to pick my mom up from Italy"

"Didn't you say she died?"

"Yea, that was my stepmother who I actually love. My mom is just a drunk deadbeat, I don't know if mothers can be deadbeats but she is definitely one"

"Oh, wanna do something to get your mind off of it?"

"I wanted to see Tony, but he doesn't wanna see me"

"He's just really busy right now, let's go clubbing"

"We're not old enough"

"Uh there is something called fake IDs"

I smiled and shot up out of the bed

"So where are we gonna get these IDs from?"

He didn't answer me so I turned to look at him seeing him holding two cards with our pictures and our fake names on it

"How-?" "My friend makes great fake IDs"

I smiled and jumped into his arms "thank you so much Ronnie, I really need this night"

"Your welcome, frenchfry. Now go get dressed"

I let go and went over to my dresser and started pulling out different clothes to wear

"Mmm... No" he says to my black shorts and grey tank top

I pulled out black ripped jeans and a band shirt "Pass"

Pulled out black jeans and a plain black tshirt "pass"

Then I pulled out a beautiful black dress "yes, that one is perfect"

I smiled then he laid down looking at the ceiling so I went into the bathroom without closing the door then stripped

I was looking down at my stomach and thighs seeing all my scars

I looked up seeing Ronnie staring at my body in the mirror scaring me then I squealed and grabbed the dress turning to him and covering my body

"We did that?.." he asked sounding very hurt

"N-no.."

"Don't lie, Andy.. I know we did..."

"Not all of it" I put on the dress

"It looks beautiful" he smiled

"Thank you" I smiled back

I turned around and started doing my hair just curling it and putting it in a half up half down

Then quickly did my makeup,

"Ok, your finally ready?" Ronnie asked

"Yes, are you?"

"I was ready an hour ago"

"Shut up" I laughed

We both ran out the door.