Nobody's Hero

I was confused. I don't know what I did wrong to set him off like that. After standing there confused for awhile, I made my way up the stairs. This house was so familiar, and I missed it so much. I walked into my room and top-toed my way through the bathroom, Andy didn't lock his door from there, so I walked in.

When he heard the creaking of the door, he quickly turned around. His eyes that were once filled with anger, are now filled with sadness. He eyed me. "What are you doing back?" he asked, harshly. I cringed at his tone. I was hoping to come back to a happy Andy, but this wasn't the case.

"I was getting tired of Ohio, and I missed you," I admitted. He was still tense. I made my way up to him, and he took a step back. "Andy, what the fuck is wrong?" I snapped. He was pissing me off now.

"You are so fucking stupid, Addie. I know damn well the only reason you wanted to come home was to see Ashley. You didn't want to see any of us. It's Ashley, Ashley, Ashley now! Did you forget the fucking fact that you're dead?! If Oliver, or anyone associate with him finds you, we're all fucking dead."

Now, I was backing up, he was stepping closer. I was now in the bathroom, and he stood in his doorway. "Next time you decide to make a decision by yourself, make sure your head is out of your ass, Addisan."

He slammed the door in my face and I stood there, dumbfounded. I turned on my heel and walked into my room. I quickly got my bags from downstairs and went back up to my room, gently closing the door and locking it.

Ashley was pleading to get in, but I was ignoring him. I couldn't talk to anyone right now. I needed ton be alone. I now realized that I am stupid, I should have never came back from Ohio, I should have stayed there.

I thought that Andy would be happy to see me, because I couldn't wait to see him. I was excited to see all the guys. But, now that I'm dating Ashley, Andy must think my whole world revolves around him. It doesn't.

Just because I'm dating Ashley doesn't mean I'm going to forget about the others in my life. As much as I love Ashley, the other guys mean the world to me as well.

While I was doing all of this thinking, I still haven't unpacked. I didn't want to unpack yet, I wanted to think of ways to redesign my room. Posters of bands, and pictures of youtubers were scattered around my floor. As I intently looked at them, I remember something.

I ran to my closet and got out the boxes of white Christmas lights. I plugged in my dock and put my phone on it. I took out Command hooks and started hanging the lights on the big plain wall in my room. When I finally finished hanging up the lights, I picked up all the printouts, polaroids, signatures, and pictures of me with other people, and put them on the table I pushed in front of the door.

I opened a drawer that was connected to the table and pulled out the box of clothes pins. I picked up random pictures and put them in the places I wanted them.

When I finished the wall looked exactly how I wanted it. The lights were going across the wall in a zig-zag way and the pictures hung from the wires in between each lights. The whole concept looked like a clothes line and it looked amazing.

What I did next was open another drawer under the table and take out the Alternative Press Magazines I had there. I had other ones, that were at Austin's, but these ones were all cut up. I took a pencil and traced letters on the pages that had a decent amount of room.

I cut the letters out and pulled out tape from the same drawer the clothes pins were in. I taped the letters to the walls.

The words on the wall now said, "Time Heals Everything", it looked really good. I plugged in the lights, not just the ones I put up, but the ones that were lines along the other walls, and turned off my bedroom lights. My room looked exactly how I wanted it too.

I quickly finished up by hanging up the posters and it looked even more amazing. Now, I was going to move my furniture.

I moved my bed against this wall thing that was in between the two doors in my room. There was still some room on it, so I put my nightstand that has wheels on it, next to my bed.

I finished up by moving some other furniture and I was satisfied.

The last step was to unpack. I did that in twenty minutes and then collapsed on my bed. I pulled my phone off the dock and as soon as I took it off, I heard screaming.

"You fuck everything up!" I heard the deep voice of my brother scream.

Notes

er ma gerd, this chapter was a filler, but the whole room things it what I want to do with my room. My room is cool and all, but not like that. I'll have to show you my room next chapter haha!


But, what do you think is going on downstairs?

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sorry I made you guys wait so long for such a bad chapter ):