Bad Blood

Liars and Monsters

Well Andy got into fight with someone because of Juliet. Blaiz is extremely worried and the rest of the guys are ready to kill someone. Well I'm gonna quit talking now and write the chapter.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked, stupidly.

"I was right. Juliet was cheating on me. Her and her new boyfriend showed up and when I tried to talk to her, that jackass she is with, hit me. So we fought and then they took off."  Andy explained, as we slowly moved across the room.

"Ashley, move over." I said, kicking Ashley's foot. He nodded and looked at the girl on his lap.

"Sorry sweetheart. But you gotta go."  He said, lightly pushing her off his lap. She protested for a second before she noticed that I was glaring at her. She snickered before standing up.

"Call me." She whispered to Ashley, then looked at me.

"Bitcb." She said, under her breath. She acted like I couldn't hear her. I helped Andy sit down before spinning around.

"Excuse me, slut? What did you just call me?" I asked her, getting really close to her.

"I didn't say anything. Now get out of my face before I make you." She said, glaring at me before glancing at Ashley.

"He ain't gonna help you, sweetheart. Nobody, and I repeat, nobody, calls me a bitch and walks away." I said, clenching my fists.

"I didn't call you a bitch." She said, her voice starting to shake.

"You did too. Then you threatened me. You are not going to get away with that." I said, stepping back slightly. I was surprised that none of the guys had interfered yet. I took a deep breath and relaxed my hands. Brandi relaxed and got a smug look on her face, like she won. I smiled slightly before making a fist. I swung and hit her in the jaw. I watched her head snap to the side, before her hand flew up to her face. She was holding her jaw and crying. The guys kind of chuckled but shut up quickly.

"You are mean!" Brandi said, turning tail and running out of the room. I turned around to check Andy's hand. The guys were all looking at me. I ignore them and checked out Andy's hand.

"It looks like you punched something other than someone's face." I said, holding it up. I looked at Andy's face.

"Yeah. I punched a wall after they left. And nice hit by the way. She won't be talking shit for a while." Andy said, wincing as I let go of his hand.

"Thanks. Why did you punch the wall?" I asked, walking to the sink. I grabbed a paper towel and got it wet with warm water. I walked back over to Andy and kneeled in front of him. I started cleaning his hand.

"After the left, I was still pissed. So I punched a wall." He said. I cleaned up the cuts on his knuckles before I had to wash out the paper towel. I got up and walked back to the sink. I threw away the paper towel and grabbed another. I got it wet with warm water again, and went back to Andy. I washed the blood off of his hand, having already cleaned up the cuts. I got all the blood cleaned up and inspected Andy's hand. He had some bruising and some swelling around his knuckles.

"You are a genius. You might have a couple of broken knuckles and/or fingers. And you have some serious swelling. You need to put some ice on that." I said, standing and walking to the fridge. I grabbed the ice tray and set in on top of the fridge. I rummaged around until I found a ziploc baggie. I put a bunch of ice in the baggie and grabbed an empty bottle. I set the bag on the counter and crushed the ice using the bottle. Once the ice was crushed, I put the baggie into another one to prevent leaking. I put the ice away and walked back to Andy. I handed him the ice.