Heart Of Fire......... (Andley Story)

~Chapter 9~

HEY I'M GOING TO PUT A WARNING UP WHEN A CERTAIN PART STARTS, IT'S NOT A NICE SCENE SO SKIP IF YOU GET EASILY TRIGGERED PLEASE

(Ashley's POV)

Jealousy is an evil thing, a thing that consumes you until there's nothing real left.......... and it's consuming me. I was jealous of Oliver, the way Andy was with him. He seems to have fun and be happy when he's around Oli. Oli's always there, always coming over and Andy always laughing at him. I don't get a look anymore. Yesterday we were all in the kitchen making lunch, including Oli, but we heard a crash from the living room, followed by soft whimpering and crying. We rushed in and saw Andy had fallen, hurting himself on the table, and he was clutching his wrist, but before I could run over, Oli was there, holding him tightly, comforting him and holding his injured arm with a gentle hand. That's when the jealousy made me mad. So mad. He was taking the only real thing I loved away from me, I was meant to help him, be there but.............. I wasn't.
We were all in the house, doing random things when Andy came downstairs, giggling, with Oli behind him. Oli came around me to talk to Jake and CC, and Andy came  over to me. "I think I'll go to the cinema with Oli," he told me, and anger bubbled within me, making my cheeks heat up.
"No," I said,
"I want to be with you Andy." "Oh well we can all go," he offered, smiling over at everyone, who nodded.
"I said no," I said louder,
"You can't go, you should stay in the house tonight Andy." "But," he argued,
"I need to be out the house, I need time, I'm starting to feel normal again Ash and you have to let me try to stay sane."
"I SAID NO!" I yelled at him, anger boiling up and I shoved him, but it was so hard he fell backwards, yelped and hit his heat on the shoe rack.

(Andy's POV)

I whimpered as I sat up, holding my head and I looked up at the man in front of me. He pushed me...... The one man I really, truly trusted, who I loved more than anything, had yelled at me, and shoved me. He stood there, breathing heavily.
"Ashley!" Jinxx gasped. Realisation flashed into Ash's eyes and they widened, his face paling.
"Oh my god," he breathed,
"Andy." I felt tears start falling down my cheeks and he reached for me.
"No," I whimpered, shaking my head. I slowly stood up, clearing my blurry vision and just looked at him.
"Andy please," he begged.
"I trusted you," I whispered, before leaving the house, crying.......
The streets were dark, cold and lonely as I just walked............. I sobbed, my throat hurting, burning, but the one thing I craved, was to be held, by Ashley. I just miss him. I think over the past week or so, he got jealous over Oliver, because he's my friend, and he's been helping me see fun and happiness again, even though I could still feel everything bad. It kind of got pushed to the back of my mind, while I had fun, but it's still there. With Ash, he could make me feel so loved, and not so alone anymore, and with him, those thoughts would start to disappear. I need him............. I looked up and around, and sighed. I don't know where I am. Fear slowly consumed me and I shrunk into a side street, sliding down against the wall. I fumbled around for my phone and called Ashley.
"Andy?" he asked frantically. "Ashley," I whimpered,
"I'm sorry, please find me." "Baby don't apologise it's okay," he assured me,
"What's wrong?"
"I'm scared," I sobbed,
"I'm lost I don't know where I am and it's dark and I just need you."
"Okay calm down, we're coming to get you, name some of the things around you sweetie," he encouraged.
"Um," I swallowed hard,
"I saw a taco bell, it was closed, and n-next door was a street with a walmart sign, and............ there was a shoe shop near it too, I went down the alley." "Okay, baby we're coming okay, I need you to stay calm," he told me, and I heard him leaving, "Calm yourself down, I'm coming." With that, the call ended and I put my head between my knees, trying to breathe. After a few minutes, my breathing slowed down, but I was still scared. But it got worse...... I heard loud laughing coming from not too far away and my breathing faltered. I peered over and saw a group of three guys walking down the alley, straight towards me.
"Well what do we have here," one called out. I quickly grabbed my phone, called Ashley, and left my phone on the ground. Please pick up........ I whimpered and shrunk back in the dark. They got in front of me and bent down. They were muscly men, and they just looked............. wrong.
"What ya doing out here all alone?" one asked, sneering.

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"Leave me alone, please," I begged in a whisper. They laughed, and the biggest guy, the controlling one, grasped my skinny arms, hauling me to my feet and making me gasp. "Perfect body," he smirked,
"Cute, innocent, but looks like a good fuck." My eyes widened as his hands started roaming my body.
"No," I started struggling in his arms, trying to kick him.
"Ha, I think yes," another guy groaned, one with blonde dirty hair. The controlling one had short, cropped black hair and the other had grey and brown. "No, let me go please," I pleaded.
"I like the innocent ones that fight," the leader growled and he forced me to kiss him.
"No," I muttered,
"STOP!" They laughed but the others started touching me, blonde's hands going up my shirt and the other feeling my thighs. I turned my head and cried out, kicking the leader where it hurt and when he looked at me, anger filled his evil eyes.
"Oh you're gonna get it now you fucking slut!" he spat and slapped me hard across the face, stunning me.
"Ashley," I whimpered, then cried,
"Ashley!" Blonde's hand slapped over my mouth and the other one held my throat roughly as the leader ripped my shirt open, feeling across my disgusting body. I wriggled but there was no use........ He turned me around before slamming me into the wall, my head whacking the concrete, making my head spin. I started breathing harder, barely able to stand as I felt dizzy. The leader yanked my jeans down and I screamed into the guys hand. They laughed again and he slammed into me, making me scream in pain. It hurt so much........ As he forced himself into me I cried and I cried and I screamed, screaming Ashley's name, begging him to help me. The others began hitting me, kicking me as they forced me to the ground and everything just became numb..........

(Ashley's POV)

As we piled into the huge car, myself and Jinxx in the front and the rest in the back, I started driving fast to find my baby.
"I can't believe I shoved him," I said.
"It's okay," Jake assured me, "Just, keep calm and we have to find him." My phone started ringing and Andy's name flashed across the screen. I answered it and put it on loud speaker.
"Andy?" I asked. I could hear the wind and the sound of laughing.
"What ya doing out here all alone?" an unfamiliar voice asked. We all looked at each other, confused.
"Leave me alone, please," I heard Andy beg. What the fuck is going on?! The people started laughing and I heard a yelp come from Andy.
"What's happening?" Jake demanded.
"Perfect body," the guy said, "Cute, innocent, but looks like a good fuck."
"Andy," I breathed,
"They're gonna fucking rape him!"
"Calm down," CC said,
"We have to find him, quickly." I knew he was worried, we all were. I heard whimpering, begging from Andy not to hurt him or touch him, but the men, I think there were three or four, didn't listen. I heard him cry out, and then a groan from one of them. I think he kicked them. Why would he do that?! He just has to run! My baby, to think of him getting hurt, being used. I drove faster, hunting. I heard a slap and then Andy screamed, "Ashley!" and I looked at Jinxx with tears running down my face. I heard a loud cry as I presume Andy was thrown into the wall and the sounds of struggling.
"Andy," I sobbed,
"Andy please hold on, please." I heard him scream, but it was muffled, and all I heard from then on, were the sounds of hitting, kicking, the sounds of begging, crying and my name, and the sounds of grunting... pleasure...........
"There!" Oli yelled, and I saw a taco bell, with a huge walmart sign beside it.
"Go!" CC ordered. I pulled up and we raced from the car. I followed the horrible sounds, turning down an alley and almost broke down at what I saw. I saw three men, two standing and one on the floor, hovering over someone else, pounding into them......... No.............
"HEY!" I barked and they shot up, one guy pulling up his trousers and they legged it away as we ran over.
"NO!" I cried,
"ANDY!" On the floor, in a heap, and motionless, was Andy, his shirt ripped and his trousers down at the back. I pulled them up and pulled him into my lap, shaking him.
"Andy," I sobbed,
"Andy, wake up please baby." My fingers brushed over the bruises and cuts littering his face and body and I heard him groan. This would make him worse, he would never get better after such a traumatic experience. What were we going to do?........