Impossible Groom

Chapter eleven

This chapter is very emotional...
I apologize in advance.....

Andy's pov

My alarm goes off and I stretch and realize the bed is empty. I open my eyes to see it's still dark in the flat because it was only 5 am.
Andy: Rye....?' I call out and don't hear any response but instead I hear the shower running. I slowly roll over in bed and stand up. Rubbing my eyes I begin to walk down the hallway and make my way to the bathroom. I don't knock instead I just walk in because I know it's just my fiance.
Rye: morning babe.' Rye speaks out as I walk over to the sink.
Andy: good morning.' I yawn and stretch causing me to squeak making Rye giggle at my noise. I grab my toothbrush and begin to brush my teeth.
Andy: oh shhhh.' I smile and he peaks out the curtain.
Rye: we gotta pick up the boys in an hour so u wanna hop in here with me to save water and time?' He asks as I brush my teeth. I spit and rinse my mouth and look at him.
Andy: you want me to?' I ask and he gives me a cute smile and nods. I smile back and begin to undress myself before climbing into the shower.

It was getting close to six and me and Rye have finished gathering our things for our cover so we head to the car and get in. Eventually we get the boys and go to a location for our music video.
Rye: alright boys let's do this!' Rye says loudly as we arrive at our destination and he pits the car in park.
Brook: YEAH!' Brook shouted all excited and quickly gets out the car with Rye and the boys begin to jump around like crazy people. I feel Jack lean forward and we both watch our lovers acting poke children.
Jack: right so...out of all the people yeah...We chose them...' He jokes and then we look at each other.
Andy: yeah mate... We did...' I joke back and smile as we also get out of the car.
Andy: alright let's set up!' I announce to everyone and we all begin setting up for our video.

Ryes pov

Time goes on and its time to pack up and all of us were taking stuff down and loading stuff inti the car.
Brook: ay Mike can you take some of this its kinda heavy.' Brook asks Mikey whilst struggling to hold stuff in his arms.
Mikey: I got it mate.' Mikey reassures him and takes some equipment from Brook and walks it over to me.
Rye: I'll take that.' I say as I grab everything from Mikey and put it all in the trunk and wait for Brooklyn to walk over and give me what he was carrying.
Brook: yo Rye... Who's Andy on the phone with...?' Brook asks when he hands me all his stuff. I look up to Andy on the phone and he looks like he is about to burst into tears. He runs his hand through his hair and pulls on it slightly causing his head to tilt back in frustration.
Rye: I don't know... But you guys get in the car... I'm pretty sure Jack is already asleep in there.' I say as I close the trunk. The boys get in the car and I make my way to Andy. He looks up at my and his eyes are so watery and it looks like he is just going to bawl.
Andy: thank you doctor... Please keep me updated...' His voice is so weak and hurt. He pulls the phone away and hangs up before absolutely just chunking it across the open field and he falls to his knees and begins to just cry his eyes out. I don't say anything. I just bend down and wrap my arms around him. Trying my best to comfort him and he keep crying hard. He pulls me towards him and crying on me.
Rye: shhhh... I'm here... I'm here baby...' I try to soothe and I feel him start to shake.
Andy: its my mom Rye! It's her heart!' He cries and then my eyes also begin to water. Not only because of know how much Andy's mother means to him but because she means a lot to me to. She has treated me so well ever since me and Andy got together. She also checked on me when me and Andy were apart for a little while I was taking time to think. Soon I myself was crying and we both are just holding each other super tightly.
Rye: we need to get going babe...' I squeak out my voice cracking cause of all the crying. Andy says nothing but nods and I take his hand and we get off the ground. He walks across the field and get his phone. When he returns to me he grabs my hand and we walk to the car. When we get in the boys don't speak. They just knew we were upset and knew we didn't wanna talk about it. On the way home Mikey was looking out his window and Jack was asleep on his. While Brook was laying on Jack's shoulder watching something on his phone. As I drive I notice Andy silently crying in my peripheral vision. I take my hand and reach over the touch his face and wipe his cheek. Then I reach down and take his hand into mine. I pull it towards me and kiss the back of his hand very lightly. He watches and give me a soft smile.
After we drop off the boys we head to our flat. Once we get there we go inside and I walk Andy to our room. I help him undress, not in a sexual way but in a caring way. I lay him down and kiss his forehead. I then stand up and begin to walk out of the room.
Andy: your not gonna lay with me...?' Andy asks so pitifully and softly.
I turn back to look at him.
Rye: I'll come to bed here in a little bit babe don't worry....' I tell him quietly and head out of the room to the kitchen. I grab a bottle of beer out of the fridge and walk over to the couch.

It has been almost two hour since I've been on the couch. I'm not laying here. I'm not watching TV. I'm just sitting here milking the bottle that I've had in my hand the whole time which was finally almost empty. I finally finish the bottle and then stare at it. All of a sudden my brain began to mess with me about everything that has happened recently. Me and Andy taking a small break... Mikey raping me... Brooklyn almost killing himself... And now Andy's mother is in the hospital struggling to survive.... A wave on anger filled my body and before I knew what I was doing I jumped off the couch and threw the bottle at the wall. As the bottle was shattering all over the place I fell to my knees.
Rye: why God?! What did I ever do to to!?!' I begin to cry out tear streaming from my face. I hear movement close by and I look up to see Andy in the hallway staring at me concerned and scared. I ask looking him dead in the eye as I ugly cry, snot coming out of my nose and mucus in my mouth.