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The Darkness Loves you

Trapped

Andy woke up once he felt the sunlight hit his eyes. He wanted out of here, but of course, That wouldn't happen.

You see, Ashley's been hiding him in his basement for days on end now. Andy would try to run away while Ashley was asleep and he would forget to lock it back because he was so tired, but once the door would open Ash would jump up and chase him through the streets. Ash would always find him passed out on the concrete and he would drag Andy back by his hands and lay him back on his sheet on the cold basement floor. No matter what, Andy would be here unless they had band practice. And when they did, Andy's wouldn't sing right and he wouldn't speak. It came to the point that Ash was the only one keeping him in the band.

The reason Ash did this was unknown. He was protecting Andy was what he would tell himself, but what was he protecting him from? The outside world? People? Everything but the darkness? Well, the darkness did love Andy and he was Sure Andrew LOVED it by now. Andy Just wanted to go home and See his pictures of Scout and wear one of her shirts that she forgot when she left him. They were never getting back together, but Andy liked to pretend she was just gone and would come back someday. He smiled through the darkness as he thought of holding her and tasting her pink soft thin lips. He didn't hear his devil unlock the door and step in. "Scouty Wouty," he whispered with a happy huff. Even in the darkness, Ash could see his somewhat white teeth through the black. "What was that," Ash smirked as he stomped down those few steps. He spoke again after a moment of only his boots hitting the flooring. "Are you afraid of me? The one hiding you from evil? Making sure no one can hurt you?," He laughed.

Andy stayed silent, his breath getting heavier and heavier. "Talk," Ash yelled as He grabbed his whip and whipped Andy's side. That's the only way he could Andy to obey now. Andy Screamed as loud as he could as it swopped against his skin. "Yes!" He yelled back. His body got as close to the cold bricks as it could. He felt himself shaking like a little dog and his breathing was getting heavier with every sound the man's boots made as he got closer. He sat frozen and terrified . Of course, he was only pleasing the other. All he saw in the built man's eyes was delight and evil now. Andy was hoping, no praying, that Ashley would finally let him go. "listen to me," he threatened. "When we go to your house, you'll clean up and hide all those marks. And today, your ass better sing and not act this shy. Your voice better be amazing, fat ass and if not you'll be locked in here for days without a single piece of cereal,Got it?" Ash slapped him in the face when he didn't reply soon enough. "Speak! No nods!," He yelled in the young man's ear causing him to jump. "Y-Yes! I h-hear you!" He yelled back.

Ash yanked Andy up and dragged him by his cut up wrist to the car and shoved him in the back seat. Andy felt woozy from the blow, and the smell of McDonald's made his mouth water but his stomach churn. How would he sing today? Last time they practiced his voice wouldn't even come out and the guys through him against the glass door. To say the least Andy has glass all over the back of his body. His voice was barley heard now and he barley took smokes because of all the running he does at night. "A-Ash," He said hoarsely. His throat burned just saying his name. "W-W-Why won't y-you let me g-go," He asked in the softest tone. Ash's face tightened and his teeth clenched. How dare he? Ashley was protecting him. Why didn't that idiot see that? This is what he gets for trying to save others. "I'm protecting you, sweetie," Ashley spoke in the nicest tone he possibly could. Andy's face turned red. "From what?," He yelled. For once, He voice sounded like it had before all this mess started. Andy felt himself start to shake as he began to cry. "I wanna go home," He said through his sobs. "We're going to your home," Ash yelled. "What more do you want?" He spat. "I don't wanna go there just to take a shower and hid all these Scars, and Bruises, and cuts and scars that YOU create every night!" He yelled, the tears coming faster and faster. He didn't dare answer or look back at the boy. He wouldn't let Andy out his sight now. Andy could barely believe he said all that. He just couldn't hold it in any longer. When they got to his house the first thing Ash did when he opened the door was punch Andy so hard that he fell back and slammed against the metal on the other door. Before he could even think about what just happened so fast it was a blur he was yanked to the door. He ran in once Ash opened the door and he ran upstairs while Ash leaned against the wall by the stairs where he would wait for Andy every time this kind of thing happened.

When he looked in the mirror, his reflection scarred even him. His body was covered in dirt and infected scars, cuts, and marks. His skin was pale as paper and he looked so lifeless. He was even skinner than before, not to say he didn't like that part. Andy got dreesed in his usual clothes that was so big on his new little bitty body. When he came out Ash was already heading to the door and Andy followed behind and got back into the back seat.

Why did he do this?He didn't want Andy to be destroyed by the world. It would take advantage of his innocence and snatch it up as if it was his own. Then Andy would be left hurt and full of nothing. He would change so fast not even the fans would trust him. At least that's how Ashley saw it. The way they would treat him would break Andy to pieces and Ash knew he would feel guilty for not helping him out. Andy would be empty and hollow and cold, and Ash wouldn't let that happen. But Ashley didn't Know Andy was that way now because of his "Protection".

Ash helped him out the car for once without a single attempt to hurt him seeing the boys eyes looking dazed. He didn't want to hurt the boy himself! "C'mon Andy," Ash growled as he heard Andy's footsteps stop. Andy looked much paler than before they went to the studio and he was leaning against Ash's car. Andy's eyes looked bloodshot and his eyes began to slowly close. "Andy!" Ash yelled, when He yanked on Andy's hand to drag him, the boy began to fall. "Save me from you," He heard Andy try to scream but it came out as a horse whisper. The boy quickly fell onto the cement with a thud.

Comments

I just read the summary and my god.....



I'm intrigued!



Well, time to read and most likely cry. xD

Cloudy Cloudy
1/7/16
This is an amazing story, like one of those sad hollywood movies. I wish you would write more......
IceCoolFashion IceCoolFashion
3/10/13
awww please update soon i really like this
fridaysbloom fridaysbloom
11/16/12