New Year's Day (AU Andley and Mafia Content)
Chapter 5
Next morning 6:43 am.
The first sunbeams found their way to enter the big wall-sized widows of their room. The emerald blue eyes opened as the world was saying hello to a new day. He almost forgot that Ashley slept by his side in the bed. He smiled shyly to himself while feeling the smell of his skin carefully not to wake him up. Suddenly memories filled his head. Memories from when all of this began.
He sat on the couch with a beer in his hands checking through the TV channels but actually not wanting to see anything at all. It was a cold November day and the sky was gray. Today was just an ordinary day in fact. He had just come back from his job and now was waiting for his brother to come home. He lived in a rented apartment together with his brother. He had to work hard to make money to support his younger brother, to earn a great living for him, to be able to send him to college so he could become a smart person with a great job and lots of money. He sighed remembering that he had to look for another job since the job at Walmart wasn’t enough for the rent and food. Maybe two jobs would be better. Sure it would be exhausting but this was just for a little time, right?
The door of the apartment got open and a voice could he heard from there.
“I’m home.” Ricky said as he made his way to the living room where Andy was, tiredness in his voice . He wasn’t alone.
“Hey there, how was your day.” Andy said not looking away from TV even though he wasn’t paying attention to anything there. He could feel the other presence in the room.
“Andy I-I have to talk to you about something…” Ricky said while coming closer to the couch.
“Shoot.” Andy said turning his head towards his brother while noticing the little fragile boy next to him. His head was lowered and his black hair were covering his face.
“We kind of have a problem…” Said Ricky slowly while a sniff could be heard from the boy next to him.
“What’s wrong?” Now the boy was getting more interested to him.
“This is my boyfriend, Ashley. He came out to his parents and they kicked him out. He doesn’t have anywhere to go…..He has to stay here…. Please Andy.” Now the boy faced Andy and he could clearly see the make up running down his face, the bruise on his lip and his black eye. This guy was pale… very pale and he looked fragile as well.
“You know we are in a bad situation right now Ricky.” Andy said calmly and sighed.
“Andy please, just for a little time… I can’t live without him…”
“Fine.” Andy sighed and smiled at Ricky.
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“Come on Andy! You can’t go on like this… Look at your self. Would he like to see you like that?” Jake nearly yelled at him.
“Just leave alone! Am I asking for much? Leave me alone! I deserve to die!” He shouted not once letting the bottle go out of his hands.
“Leave you alone? Leave you alone and watch how you destroy yourself day by day? Leave you alone to see how you starve yourself, to see how you kill yourself everyday a little. It’s been 6 months Andy. 6 FUCKING MONTHS. You got to be tough… for him. He wouldn’t want to see you like this.” Jake yelled at him, trying to hold back tears that were forming in his eyes.
“I’ve been tough for so long, I’ve been trying to numb my feelings but they just drown me. It’s my fault, it’s my fucking fault. I could’ve stopped it. I could’ve stopped this. He would be with us now.” Andy screamed while crying hard and hitting his head with his fists.
“Andy no.” Jake sat down next to him holding his fists. The smell of alcohol and smoke had filled the room. Ricky’s photos everywhere around in the floor. The curtains were closed, making the room even more miserable, making the memories more vivid. It was Ricky’s room.
“You can’t numb your feelings with alcohol. Stop blaming yourself. Stop destroying yourself, stop drinking…. It’s been 6 months Andy.” He said again whispering the last part while hugging Andy tight.
“ But you can’t bring him back, drinking won’t bring him back, starving yourself won’t bring him back….. but he wouldn’t like to see you like this. He would like you to be happy, to smile again…..” Jake whispered again smiling weakly at Andy.
“Now come on, let’s go.” Jake said a little louder but still a whisper.
“Where?” Andy asked with a cracked voice not louder than a whisper
“ You can’t stay here anymore Andy. I’m taking you to live with the guys. Please…. It’s not good for you.”
“N-no, don’t. I need him, I need him. I NEED HIM!! NO!” Andy started crying again this time louder while Jake was trying to calm him down. Suddenly CC and Jinxx entered the room. They looked worried, more like terrified.
“What’s wrong boys?” Jake asked now a little bit worried seeing their faces.
“Chris called, Mitch is dead!” Jinxx said. The room went quiet.
The first sunbeams found their way to enter the big wall-sized widows of their room. The emerald blue eyes opened as the world was saying hello to a new day. He almost forgot that Ashley slept by his side in the bed. He smiled shyly to himself while feeling the smell of his skin carefully not to wake him up. Suddenly memories filled his head. Memories from when all of this began.
He sat on the couch with a beer in his hands checking through the TV channels but actually not wanting to see anything at all. It was a cold November day and the sky was gray. Today was just an ordinary day in fact. He had just come back from his job and now was waiting for his brother to come home. He lived in a rented apartment together with his brother. He had to work hard to make money to support his younger brother, to earn a great living for him, to be able to send him to college so he could become a smart person with a great job and lots of money. He sighed remembering that he had to look for another job since the job at Walmart wasn’t enough for the rent and food. Maybe two jobs would be better. Sure it would be exhausting but this was just for a little time, right?
The door of the apartment got open and a voice could he heard from there.
“I’m home.” Ricky said as he made his way to the living room where Andy was, tiredness in his voice . He wasn’t alone.
“Hey there, how was your day.” Andy said not looking away from TV even though he wasn’t paying attention to anything there. He could feel the other presence in the room.
“Andy I-I have to talk to you about something…” Ricky said while coming closer to the couch.
“Shoot.” Andy said turning his head towards his brother while noticing the little fragile boy next to him. His head was lowered and his black hair were covering his face.
“We kind of have a problem…” Said Ricky slowly while a sniff could be heard from the boy next to him.
“What’s wrong?” Now the boy was getting more interested to him.
“This is my boyfriend, Ashley. He came out to his parents and they kicked him out. He doesn’t have anywhere to go…..He has to stay here…. Please Andy.” Now the boy faced Andy and he could clearly see the make up running down his face, the bruise on his lip and his black eye. This guy was pale… very pale and he looked fragile as well.
“You know we are in a bad situation right now Ricky.” Andy said calmly and sighed.
“Andy please, just for a little time… I can’t live without him…”
“Fine.” Andy sighed and smiled at Ricky.
****
“Come on Andy! You can’t go on like this… Look at your self. Would he like to see you like that?” Jake nearly yelled at him.
“Just leave alone! Am I asking for much? Leave me alone! I deserve to die!” He shouted not once letting the bottle go out of his hands.
“Leave you alone? Leave you alone and watch how you destroy yourself day by day? Leave you alone to see how you starve yourself, to see how you kill yourself everyday a little. It’s been 6 months Andy. 6 FUCKING MONTHS. You got to be tough… for him. He wouldn’t want to see you like this.” Jake yelled at him, trying to hold back tears that were forming in his eyes.
“I’ve been tough for so long, I’ve been trying to numb my feelings but they just drown me. It’s my fault, it’s my fucking fault. I could’ve stopped it. I could’ve stopped this. He would be with us now.” Andy screamed while crying hard and hitting his head with his fists.
“Andy no.” Jake sat down next to him holding his fists. The smell of alcohol and smoke had filled the room. Ricky’s photos everywhere around in the floor. The curtains were closed, making the room even more miserable, making the memories more vivid. It was Ricky’s room.
“You can’t numb your feelings with alcohol. Stop blaming yourself. Stop destroying yourself, stop drinking…. It’s been 6 months Andy.” He said again whispering the last part while hugging Andy tight.
“ But you can’t bring him back, drinking won’t bring him back, starving yourself won’t bring him back….. but he wouldn’t like to see you like this. He would like you to be happy, to smile again…..” Jake whispered again smiling weakly at Andy.
“Now come on, let’s go.” Jake said a little louder but still a whisper.
“Where?” Andy asked with a cracked voice not louder than a whisper
“ You can’t stay here anymore Andy. I’m taking you to live with the guys. Please…. It’s not good for you.”
“N-no, don’t. I need him, I need him. I NEED HIM!! NO!” Andy started crying again this time louder while Jake was trying to calm him down. Suddenly CC and Jinxx entered the room. They looked worried, more like terrified.
“What’s wrong boys?” Jake asked now a little bit worried seeing their faces.
“Chris called, Mitch is dead!” Jinxx said. The room went quiet.
Notes
So, how's that? Yeah Mitch is in this story too. He died and then made Andy the head of mafia. That was sneak peak for you guys.-Chris is Chris Motionless from Motionless in White.
Have a nice day yall :)
9/8/13