Abandoned Hotel, a Randy stories

Chapter 40, After a heartbreak

Andy's pov

I said on the ground with my head resting in my hands. I cried my eyes out. Why did he do this? Why did he date me if he still likes Emma? Did he ever even liked me? Did he just do it for the sex? Is he scared? How can I continue in this band knowing he's out there?

I suddenly feel two strong arms wrap around me. For a flits of a moment I thought it was Rye, coming to apologise and get back together. But soon I realised it was Brooklyn who was holding me. I turned around so we were facing each other and I pressed my head into his chest, crying out loud.

"What happened?" Brook asked while rubbing my back, trying to calm me down.

"He-he... He broke up wi-with me." I cried.

Brooks rubbing stopped and he looked at me:  "What? Why? I thought everything went amazing between you two."

I sobbed in his arm nodding: "I thought so too, but apparently, he's still in love with Emma." I said her last name with an anger undertone in my voice.

"What? He is still in love with Emma? But he has spend every second of the last month completely in the ban from you! I don't believe it."

I just sighed and got up, aggressively shoving Rye's stuff into a bag, Brook started to help me with this. When we were finished he walked away and threw the bag into Rye's room and came back to me. He took me in his arms and stayed with me the entire night, trying to calm me down.

The next morning I walked downstairs to get something to drink. None of the boys were awake or downstairs yet, where I was very glad about. I saw my reflection in the window, and Gosh! I looked horrible; dark circles rested underneath my eyes from the lack of sleep last night. My eyes were red and puffy from how much I've cried.

I heard footsteps behind me which stopped abruptly. I turned around and faced Rye, he looked awful as well. But why though? This is what he wanted right? He turned around and walked away.
I took my breakfast and looked around the house; it was killing me! Every square of this house was killing me. Memories of me and Rye came flushing back; the couch where we fucked and quickly hid for the boys, the time on the kitchen counter, the cooking we did together and the cuddling in the living room. How often we swam together as I watched him working out. The songs we recorded, how he cheered me on for every note I sang. The way he chased me around  the house and started to tickle me went he caught me.

I ran upstairs to our... my room. Memories came back as I looked around my room; our first time was here. I touched my lips as I remembered how he threats them; hard, but gentle, full with passion and lust. The way he bites on my lip. The way he touched my hair and always made sure it sat right. The way he moved our bodies together, and made us feel like we were in heaven.
The way he looks at me. God, the way he looks at me... Deep brown eyes, so intimidating, yet so inviting. The way he looks at me when I was naked turns me on, but the way he looks at me when I'm being myself, makes my heart melt; so caring, so loving, so proud.
When we played and sang together felt like angles rising in our body and we sang directly to God. I cannot believe that it's just gone...

I felt tired and just wanted to go to bed. I opened my closet to get a sweater and I noticed a shirt from Rye laying around. I picked it up and smelled it. I will never be able to smell him again. To touch him again. To feel him again. Not his heartbeat through his chest when I was lying on him. Not his muscular arms around me. Not his heat radiating from his body. Nothing. It was over.

I got into my bed, but I couldn't take it. I missed Rye too much. I grabbed my back and shoved a few things in there for at least a week and ran outside. I need to get away from here.

After a ten minute drive, I got to Vee. She looked shocked as she saw me standing in front  of her house unannounced and looking like a mess. She quickly pulled me into a hug and hold me tight.

"Can- Can I stay here for a while?" I asked. She nodded and took me in. I sat down on her couch as she went into the kitchen to make us some tea. I knew where Vee lived, but I have never been inside her house before. It was a cute one floor apartment with a few rooms. The kitchen was connected to the dining area who was connected with the living room. The living room had a big window, overlooking the rest of the town. I saw a hallway with four rooms, what I guess held the bedrooms and bathroom. The living room was decorated with a pastel pallet witch I really enjoyed. A big tie dyed piece of fabric was pinned on the wall with the colours of the pride flag. 

Vee came back with two cups of tea and handed one to me.

"What's going on?" she asked me.

"Rye broke up with me." Vee's face went pale and she got a look of surprise on her face, but not the good kind.

"What? But he was head over heels in love with you!" she screamed. I just looked down into my tea as I told her how the break up went. She sat there with a big gasp and a look from disbelieve on her face.

"And that's how I ended up here." I finished. "I just couldn't take being there for any second longer."

"You can stay how long as you like. Let me prepare the spare room real quick." she walked away into one of the rooms.

My phone rang; "Hey, wassup." I said

"Bro, where you at?" It was Brook on the other line, sounding worried.

"Don't worry, I am at Vee's. I just couldn't be in the house any longer."

"Yeah, I get that. Ehm, I hope you don't mind that I told the boys what happened between you two? I mean, I told you guys broke up and you left and Emma is with Rye again."

I was silent for a moment but then answered: "Nah, I guess that's fine. As that's the future now."

"Wait, you aren't coming back?!"

"Maybe, I don't know. Not for now."

"But you aren't leaving the band right?" I went silent. At this point I really didn't know. But I wanted to calm Brook so I said that I stayed in.

"Promise?"

"Promise." I hang up the phone and at that moment Vee came back. She brought me to my room. It was white and cold looking, but that's kinda expectable as nobody ever comes here. I drop my bag on the ground and laid on my bed staring at the ceiling. This was going to be my life right now; living here and only if they needed me going back to that hellhole. I closed my eyes and fell into a dreamless sleep.