Married To A Serial Killer

CHAPTER FOUR: Snitch Snitch Bitch

//DO NOT LISTEN TO BILLIE EILISH '6.18.18 lyrics' WHILST READING THIS. I CRIED AT ANDY'S PART BECAUSE OF THIS\\

~ ANDY FOWLER'S POV ~

They've gone. I wiped a small tear out of my eye with the side of my sleeve and lifted my head out the trash can.
This. Was. Disgusting.
Why didn't I just camp in the bush??

I looked towards Rye, getting in his car with a smug smile on his face. I sighed and watched as he drove away.

"Fuck you Ryan Beaumont." I mumbled.

I took out my phone and sat on the sidewalk. Looking through my contacts, I clicked 'Harvey 👀'.

{Text Conversation}

Oondy Poondy: Hey Harv... So I was in your trash can outside-

Harvey 👀: You what... Dude it's 3am.

Oondy Poondy: Yeah I now realise what I said but.. Soph came outside earlier..

Harvey 👀: So? You stalking us or something m8?

Oondy Poondy: FFS Harvey, Rye was here too. I saw them both

Harvey 👀: ..........kay

Oondy Poondy: Kissing.

{No reply}

I brushed my hand through my hair and shoved my phone back into my pocket. Now, to go home and act as though everything's ok; but it isn't. Rye Beaumont broke me.

I hopped into my car and drove off, leaving the scene behind me.

~ HARVEY'S POV ~

I looked next to me at Sophia laying there. Innocent.
I could feel the anger pulse through me but I did nothing. I couldn't do anything. There's no proof, for all I know Andy could be lying...but why would he?

I got up carefully, making sure I wouldn't wake Soph and went to the bathroom.
I closed and locked the door behind me before rumaging through the bathroom cupboard.
Found them.

I grabbed the bottle, tipping a few into my hand.

"Time to start this routine again," I sighed and swallowed the pills.