Nobody's Hero

I was smoking cigarettes like they were going out of style and was downing beers like my life depended on it. She was stressing me out. She wasn't being herself, and I did not want to deal with her. To be honest, I didn't want to deal with anyone.

I was sitting on the back porch, the screen door closed, but the glass door opened just the slightest bit. I knew the smoke was slowly pouring in and it reeked like beer. But, I didn't care what happened at this point. I don't care whether or not Addie is stuck in that fucking hospital or not.

It's not my fault, she fucked up. She fucked up, she took the pills. This is her fault, not mine. She is the last person I want to see right now.

I but out the tiny bit of the cigarette I had left and picked up the Marlboro menthol box, opening it to see I am about to smoke the last one. Groaning and bringing the cigarette up to my mouth, cupping a hand around it and lighting it. I was saving this one. Not wanting to go out and buy a carton.

I heard the door connecting the house and the garage, slowly, quietly open, and light footsteps going up the stairs.

Jake walked outside, looking at me. "Andy," he said. I looked at him - glared at him, not wanting to hear what was about to come out of his mouth. "We-"

"I fucking know," I hissed. Stepping on my cigarette and walking inside. "I don't want her here, Ash," I growled. I stomped up the steps, busting through the bedroom door.

"What are you doing here?" I aggressively questioned. She just looked at me.

"I was brought here," she said, barely audible.

"Whatever, Addisan," I growled, shaking my head. "Fuck you," I spat, turning around and going back downstairs.

I looked at Ashley. I was shooting him daggers. "Why the fucking fuck, would you bring her here?" I shouted. He just looked at me, shaking his head. "Answer me." I demanded.

"Maybe because she had nowhere else to fucking go. Maybe if she didn't shove your ex girlfriend's pain killers down her damn throat, both of you wouldn't be here."

I was done. I was already done with Addisan, but now I'm done with this asshole too. "You fuck everything up," I screamed at him. "Since when do you care so much about her? All of a sudden, one day, you started giving a shit."

"And your point is?"

"Why?" I asked. He looked confused. "Why? Why the fuck have you been like this?"

He looked at the ceiling and then cracked his neck. "Maybe," he said. "Maybe it's because I fucking love her."

I looked at him, I wasn't shocked, I was beyond pissed the fuck off. "I am going to tell you one thing, Ashley. I want you nowhere near her. I want you nowhere near my fucking sister. I want you nowhere near this fucking house, get out."

"A-andy, come on-"

"No, get your shit and leave, I'm done with you, I'm fucking done," I huffed. I turned on my heel and walked back up the stairs going into my room and slamming the door, locking it and the bathroom door.

I didn't want to see anyone, talk to anyone, I didn't even want to breath the same air as anyone. I threw myself on my bed, trying to block everyone out, trying to block everything out. I didn't want to even hear a fucking pin drop.

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The knocking on the bathroom door got louder as the seconds went by. I dug my head farther into my pillow, trying to drain it out. I sat there for as long as I could, until I heard the broken voice.

"A-andy, p-please, open," I heard Addie's voice. I debated whether or not I should get up and open the door, letting my little sister run into my room and sit on the desk chair and cry and cry. I wanted to do that, but I didn't have enough respect to.

I sat up in my bed and looked at the door, the doorknob was shaking like crazy, I could picture how frustrated she was getting on the other side of the door. "Andy, please, open the door, I'm sorry."

I stood up and walked to the door. I opened it and looked at her. "Sorry isn't going to cut it, Addie." Her whole face was red and puffy, proving she was crying. "I want you out by tomorrow."

"Andy, please, don't do this.." she whispered. I shook my head. "I have nowhere to go," she said.

"I'm pretty sure your boy toy Oli has an extra room for you. But wait, he thinks your dead. You better hope none of his little spies find you. Good luck in the big world, Addie. I tried to protect you as much as I could, and now you clearly don't want me to anymore. Figure it out yourself."

I slammed the door in her face. I stared at the white door, feeling the urge to punch threw it.

My urge got the best of me. "This is all your fault, Addisan. I should have just left you with mom and dad."

Notes

okay a lot goes on in this, but OMFG ASHLEY ADMITTED IT ASDFGHJKL

btw, i'm tweaking Ashley's age to 24, I think the story would be better that way.

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