Chapter Eleven-"So Long Live Us"
Ashley POV
"Hey Ash," Oli yelled. "Whataya an' Andeh doin' tonight?"
"Andy's coming round to meet my parents." I said. "They've wanted to meet him since I told them I've met my mate."
"And they're okay with Andy being human?" Josh asked, after kissing Oli 'hello'.
"Mum is," I nodded, "but my dad refuses to accept that my mate is human. He just can't handle it! To him all humans are a potential food source."
Josh and Oli looked sympathetically at Andy, who was standing next to me, he'd barely spoken to me today, after I cleared it with his mum yesterday that I'd take him to meet my parents. She was hesitant, granted, but I promised to keep Andy safe- something I will do.
"Andy..." I said, "It's gonna be okay. You'll be fine."
"Promise?" He whispered in a scared tone
"I promise baby. My mum can handle my father, I won't let him hurt you. I love you."
Andy smiled softly. "Love you too, Ashy."
I kissed his head and took his hand, before saying bye to Oli and Josh, and taking him to my car.
Andy POV
"Mum!" Ash yelled. "Mum, I'm home! Andy's with me!"
"Ashley?" Mrs Purdy yelled back. "I'm in the kitchen!"
Ash looked at me. "Ready?"
"Y-yeah." I said, shaking a little.
"Andy," Ash wrapped his arms around me. "Honey, relax. Dad's at work, and Mum won't hurt you, I promise."
"O-okay." I smiled weakly. "I love you Ash."
Ash smiled. "Love you too, baby."
He took my hand and led me into his kitchen. The walls were painted lilac; there was a black-tiled floor; and dark purple velvet curtains hung from the French windows, giving the room an eerie glow with natural light. The artificial lights were covered in silver-blue lampshades, in all, it was a very nice kitchen. The washer, dryer, dishwasher and microwave were white, while the sink, cooker, fridge-freezer, toaster and kettle were silver.
Mrs Purdy was putting dirty plates and dishes into the dishwasher. She wore denim jeans, a purple tank top and black flats; her wedding ring rested on her hand, along with a few other rings; a silver pendant hung from her neck; a skull bracelet sat on her left wrist; and her chesnut-brown hair was pulled back into a pony tail.
"Mum?"
Mrs Purdy looked up and smiled. Her hazel eyes held what can only be described as a maternal glow. "Hey Ash, how was your day?"
Ash shrugged. "Okay I guess, school's school Mum, it's..."
"Dull?" I offered softly.
"Yeah. Dull! Thanks Andy." Ash smiled, and put one of his arms around my waist, making me blush and Mrs Purdy smile. "Mum, this is Andrew Dennis Biersack, my mate and boyfriend and they guy I love. Honey, this is my mother, Samantha Rose Purdy."
Mrs Purdy smiled. "Nice to meet you Andy. Do you mind if I call you Andy?"
I smiled back shyly. "No, I'd prefer it actually. Nice to meet you too, Mrs Purdy."
"Please, call me Sam. You're Ashley's boyfriend and mate, so we should be on a first-name basis, so no Mrs Purdy, and Samantha makes me feel old, and I'm only thirty-six!"
Ash laughed. "Face facts Mum, you're getting on a bit!"
"Oh, you cheeky bugger! You're only sixteen mister, you aren't a parent yet!"
"Mum! Andy doesn't know!"
'Andy doesn't know!' What don't I know?
"How can he not know?" Sam gasped.
"'Cause I haven't told him!" Ash said. "It's too early!"
"Can someone tell me what the hell you're talking about?" I frowned.
Ash visibly paled. "Andy, I don't... I don't know how to explain..."
"Ash? Just tell me." I grabbed one of his hands and squeezed it.
"I can't." He whispered.
"Yes you can." I whisper back.
He shook his head.
"Ash..."
Sam sighed. "Andy, vampires reproduce differently to humans. Our males can carry children. In other words Andy, you're able to become pregnant." She said softly.
Reproduce differently... Males carry children... Able to become pregnant... Pregnant... Children...
I smiled and hugged my boyfriend. "Why didn't you just tell me Ashley?"
"I didn't wanna freak you out." He murmured.
"Ash in the past four days I've learnt that vampires exist, I'm mated to one, and said vamp is my boyfriend. I really don't think you could've freaked me out more by telling me we can conceive naturally."
"Sorry."
"Don't be." I whispered. "I love you."
Ash smiled. "I love you too."
"So, do you kids want me to order some pizza for you?" Sam asked.
"Yes! Pepperoni please Mum!" Ash said happily.
"Sure," I shrugged. "Chicken and mushroom?"
"Okay, go in the front room, I'll sort it."
"Thanks Mum!" Ashley dragged me into the living room, which had the same colour scheme as the kitchen.
"Ash? I need to tell you some stuff. Court stuff."
"Okay." He sat on the earthy-toned sofa, which was really out of place colour-wise, and I sat next to him.
Ashley POV
I wrapped my arms around my mate, and let him rest his head on my chest.
"So, when I was thirteen, my Mum, she... She met this guy Rob and they began dating." Andy said. "He was horrible, he... He beat me. He'd hit me all the time, I didn't tell Mum anything, I was scared. Scared she wouldn't believe me, scared Rob would deny it a-and she believe him. Exactly a year after the beating started, March 6th, Mum went on a hen night for her friend Delilah. And Rob, he... He..." Andy was shaking, tears fell down his face.
"W-what did he do Andy?" I asked, not wanting my suspictions to be confirmed.
"He raped me Ashley." Andy cried. "He raped me for exactly two months before he was caught. He's the reason I went mute. He was convicted two days ago. He... I... I wasn't the only one he raped Ash. There was at least six others, and those were theknown cases! He got... He got life."
"Andy..." I choked out. "Baby, I'm so fucking sorry!"
"Ash, it's okay." Andy whispered. "I'm okay, you helped me."
"How?" I asked in disbelief.
"You got me to talk, you love me, you make me feel wanted. I love you so much, you mean everything to me, Ash." Andy smiled through his tears.
I pulled him onto my lap, and wrapped my arms around him as I attached my lips to his. Andy's arms went around my neck, as I deepened the kiss. I pulled away after a few seconds, before I rested our heads together.
"I love you, Andy." I whispered.
"I love you too, Ashy." Andy said, before kissing me softly
