Chapter 23

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I flopped onto the bed after the sex. I got a cup of water then went upstairs after that. He crawled over to me and kissed my cheek.

"Starting now." He smirked.

"Deal." I got up and actually put clothes on, then I laid back down.

"You're breaking the rule." I glared at him. He threw on some boxers and cuddled up with me. He wrapped his arms around my stomach and laid his head on it. His legs wrapped around mine. I gently scratched his head, and occasionally running my fingers through his hair, but I would go back to scratching his head. I know he loves when I do. A while after doing that he shivered. I pulled the blanket up to cover him, for he was sleeping and couldn't do it for himself. His body became so warm. He was my blanket.

Sounds of vicious murder boomed in my ears. I groaned and sat up. Andy was playing black ops or what I assumed to be.

"Good morning sweetheart."

"Yea, okay." I stretched. I crawled over Andy and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Awww. Did I wake my baby up?" He paused his game and wrapped his arms around me. He pulled me onto his chest and kissed my head.

"Yes, you did." I groaned.

"Come on. Let's watch a movie."

"And end your precious game!" I gasped "I would never." I said sarcastically.

"You mean more to me than any game ever would." He rubbed my back lightly and gently kissed my head multiple times.

"I gotta pee!" I whined.

"Ill tickle you if you don't stop bickering."

"Ughhh! Fine." I groaned in torment.

"Ha! I win!" He laughed. He put his han-

"Babe! Holy shit!" I jumped.

"What?" He chuckled.

"Your hands are freezing!" I rubbed my back.

"While you go pee I'll warm my hands up for you." He smiled. I couldn't help but smile back at him.

"Okay." I patted his leg then went to the dresser. I got a black loose long sleeve shirt that slid off my shoulders a bit and had the batman symbol on it. Then some black yoga shorts with batman lace up knee high socks. My favorite relaxing outfit besides Andy's 'turn on' outfit. Sweatpants and a cami. Apparently to him I look like a 'sexy babe' in that. I went into the bathroom and did what girls do in the morning. Go to the bathroom, brush their hair and teeth, I just decided to get a quick shower too. I didn't want feel like a porcupine to him. I giggled a bit at myself then hopped in. As the razor glided across my skin I couldn't help but see the scars on my arm. I'm my going to freak myself out. I continued pushing the blade up my leg. It turned to the side as I glided it up my leg. Blood poured out my leg and onto my hand. The tub had my blood in it as it was going down the drain. I screamed and dropped the razor. Andy snapped me to my reality.

"What happened baby! Are you okay!" I looked at my leg. It wasn't bleeding. There was no blood in the tub or on the razor or on my hands. It was just a daydream.

"Yea.." I shook my head to get it out. "I'm fine.." I picked the razor back up.

"Are you sure."

"Yea." I calmed down.

"Just call me if you need anything.." He said and let my shoulders go. He walked out and closed the door. I began slowly gliding it across my skin. When I was done, I washed my hair. I got out and dried my body off. When are the damn daydreams, flashbacks, and night terrors going to end? I looked on the sink and saw a picture of me and Andy in a frame that said love on it. Awww. He must've done that. I smiled and blow dried my hair. Then I straightened it to put on a batman beanie. I put lotion on my body for that irresistible touch. When it dried into my skin, I felt it. Ahh, the sweet feel of silk! I threw the clothes on and did my makeup. A very simple one too. Top and bottom eyeliner mascara, foundation, and ChapStick that made my lips as smooth as my body as of right now. I snapped on my Pandora bracelet on. My nails looked like they needed a trim before I broke them myself. I trimmed, shaped, and painted my nails black. And hey? Why not paint my toenails too? I took off the knee high socks and painted them too. When they were dry, I put the socks back on.

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