Vixen
When my bruises were pretty much healed a week and a half later, I went over to Andy's house so we could spend some more time catching up.
I parked in his driveway like a normal person this time. I saw he already got a new camera system, and he saw me pulling up, so he opened the front door before I stepped out of my car.
"Hey, Vidalia!" He waited by his door.
"Andyyyyyy!!!" I got out of my car and ran to him.
We hugged each other gently. I snuggled my face into Andy's chest since I was that short compared to him.
Today is a chill day, so we aren't wearing any gear. I'm wearing a tank top and sweatpants with converse. I put my brown contacts in out of habit. Andy's wearing black skinny jeans and a ripped up shirt. He has his wig on, also probably out of habit.
"Come on in, mi casa es su casa." He let me in.
"Dude, I love your house. It's so pretty." I looked around like it was the first time I've seen it.
"Thanks! When do I get to see where you live?"
"Whaaattt??? My little place? Oh, you don't want to see that. It's-it's nothing."
"Oh, so you get to break into my house and see it, but I can't come over to yours? Some friendship we have."
"Ugh, fine...it's just nothing compared to this. You can come over whenever, just let me know first." I gave in.
"Yay! Alright," he closed the door, "have you eaten?"
That question brought back memories of old times between him and I.
"I could eat." I shrugged.
"Come, we can make sandwiches." He led me to his kitchen.
He began getting all the ingredients for a sandwich and placing them in front of me on the island I sat at.
"I'm glad to see your face bruises are healing nicely. Just hints of purple here and there." I noticed.
"I'm happy you're feeling better too. Thanks for the cream you shared."
"No problem," I grabbed some bread, "how's your mom?"
"She's good! We should go see her sometime. I know she'd be excited to see you. She and I both thought you died after your sudden disappearance. I still haven't told her you're fine, I thought she'd want to see it to believe it." He put some ham and cheese next to me.
"Awww, Amy misses me?" I chose the ham first.
"Hell yea, she does! You're the only girlfriend of mine she actually liked. The others...not so much." Andy laughed.
"Ah...how many others were there?" I got curious.
He stopped and looked at me, "Vidalia-"
"I just wanna know. I'm not gonna get mad, you're not my man."
"There were many."
"Numbers." I clarified.
"Uuhhh...6 or 7?"
"That's all you had to say." I chuckled, carrying on with my sandwich.
"How about you?" He returned the question.
"Actual boyfriends? Just you."
"Actual boyfriends? What are other categories for your relationships?" He made squinty eyes at me.
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His Assassin
أدب الهواةAndy Biersack X Assassin OC Vixen Stryker has been practicing the art of assassination for years. No one ever survives her if she's sent after them. That is, until she's given a more challenging target. A target who's a lot like her and knows her i...