You Did This To Me - ON HOLD

You Did This To Me -17-

Again not edited- This laptop doesnt have edit tools on it. When I get home after VACA Ill come back and edit it all. Sorry if it buggs you.

So here we go into Chris' mind!

Chris' POV

I held in my breath and slowly blew it out while staring into nothing. Shit. I should have just said no to her. I knew it wouldnt work. Andy is still so damaged. I coulld barely hug her without herbreaking into tears because of what that bastard did to her. I know she needs the contact though. The way she sneaks looks at me. The way she watches me when she thinks Im sleeping. Dam.

I jumped out of bed and followed the direction she had left towards. Music was blareing in her room and I could tell by the convulsions of her shoulders that she was in hysterics. I wanted to comfort her so badly.

I wanted to tell her how much I love her. How she is the most beautiful woman I have ever laid my eyes on. How she changed me for the better. How I love how clumsy she can be.

I wanted to tell her she was the strongest woman I have ever met. I wanted to tell her how much I enjoyed making love to her even though I knew it was causeing her pain. I wanted to say sorry.

Dam it! Why wouldnt she just let me stop? I tried, I begged. But she always takes things the wrong way. I want to be with her... not just beside her.

I took a step inside of Andy's room and heard her whisper.

"Piss off Chris! You did this to me!" I sucked in my breath. I didnt want to be the bad guy. I wanted to be her guy. I took another step inside her room.

Andy?..." She blew.

"I SAID PISS OFF!" I stop and slowly turned out of her room shutting it so that she could have some time to come back to reality. Sometime to think.

I raked my hands through my hair as I paced back and forth through the kitchen. Pacing has become a bit of a habit for me since I met Andy. So has crying.

I whipped the stray tear away from my face. Couldnt she just see that I love her?

I sat in the kitchen with a coffe for about an hour trying to figure out what to do. Andy's music was still blareing and to tell the truth I was terrifyed to go back in there. I had to though. We had to talk.

I walked down the hall and slipped into her room. Instead of on the bed where I left her Andy's body was spawled across the floor. I took a hesitant step towards her.

"Andy?" Nothing.

"Andy!" Still nothing. I dove over closer to Andy and dropped to my knees. Her breathing was shallow and the sheet that wrapped her naked body was drenched in blood.

"Oh shit, oh shit oh shit. Stay with me baby girl! Please?!" I ripped the sheet off of her and saw it was coming from between her legs. She also had a bruise on her swollen belly due to falling off the bed I geuss.

I grabbed her cell phone from her hand to call and ambulance, and noticed the open text.

'Still a crier eh? Let anyone touch you again and there dead. Your mine -Mike'

Shit. I called the ambulance and waited till they stoemed through our door and into the room I had told the operater to send them. In seconds Andy was on a strecher with an oxygen mask.

"Are you the father?" Huh? Oh.

"Yes, Yes! And the finace! Is she going to be fine? how about thebabies?" He gave me a worried look and shurgged his shoulders slightly.

"I cant say anything for sure. It will probally be a waiting game." Shit!

"Im coming with you." It wasnt a question. He nodded and I ran to follow where they had brought Andy.