"Hey Andy, I invited a friend over and I haven't seen her in forever so you better be nice." I giggle, sitting on our couch, well on his lap. Andy glances up from his phone and says, "sure, who is it though?"
"Juliet simms? I doubt you know-"

Andy grumbles something, cutting me off. I raise an eyebrow and lean closer to him. "What's wrong Andy?"
"You like that fucking bitch." He grumbles, too quiet for me to hear.
"What?" I ask innocently, getting slightly more worried by the second. Andy looks me in the eyes, the look in his eyes beginning to scare me.
"I said, you like that fucking bitch?" He growls, suddenly standing up, knocking me on the ground. I bite the inside of my lip, a little worried at his sudden behavior. This is the side of Andy I thought was gone. I look up at him in horror and shield my face, whimpering out, "please don't hit me Andy."
His footsteps come closer and I whimper again, slightly louder this time. Andy is suddenly kneeling in front of me, peeling the hands away from my face. I close my eyes and brace myself for his hand to connect with my face, only it doesn't come. I open my eyes slowly, looking into the angry blue orbs. After a few seconds of staring I am suddenly on my back with Andy hovering over me.
"Why her. She's-"
"Andy- I-I'll tell her not to come if it's that bad." I whimper, fear apparent in my voice. Andy hisses, "shut up."
"You're- you're scaring me Andy." I say again, glancing over at his hand that is beginning to raise. The twisted look of anger falters as I scoot out from under him, grabbing my phone off the table.
"I- Andy you're really freaking me out." I say quietly, pulling up the emergency call just incase. He suddenly is against me, his arms pulling me Ainto a hug as I begin to let the small droplets of salty water that have been forming in my eyes fall. He makes calming noises and rocks me back and forth, ignoring the fact that my mascara is all over his white band tank top. He kisses my head and whispers, "I-I'm really sorry Indie. I love you and I would never hurt you, but she- we dated over the summer at warped tour and it ended in a huge fight and basically we both had a few bruises. I don't want to have to face her and- and I don't want her to take you away from me."
His sobs plague my heart and I pull him closer, looking up into his teary blue eyes and sighing. "I get it. Just- you can't scare me like that Andy."
He nods solemnly, taking one of my hands in his. "I don't want to do that... Sometimes- sometimes I just get angry about little things... We all do."
"Yes but sweetie, we can't react physically." I say quietly, taking a seat on the couch next to him. His head falls in my lap and we keep talking quietly until the door is unlocked and Catherine walks in, holding grocery bags with a guy in tow. She pulls him into a quick kiss, not noticing us on the couch yet.

"I'll put these away and then we can get on with our date."

I look at the guy in confusion, Catherine doesn't have a boyfriend and she usually tells me when she has a date. Maybe they just met?

"Oh- Indiana..." She stops putting the groceries in the refrigerator and glares at Andy for a moment. "What are you doing here?"
"hanging out, I think we are going to start packing my stuff soon." I shrug, running my fingers through Andy's hair. He sighs contently, looking up at me with eyes full of something I never thought I would see at a moment like this.

"Well, we're going to go into my room now." I giggle, winking down at the man in my lap. He smirks, winking back before standing up and holding out his hand for me to take. Catherine glares at him from beside the guy, then whispers something in his ear. As we head in my room the door to the apartment opens and shuts, I guess they left? Well, they wouldn't have liked to hear what would have been coming from my room.

Notes

So, aI'm going to this party later tonight and its with a bunch of people I don't know from around the state and I'm probably going to have an anxiety attack! yay! *sighs* so sorry I haven't updated in a few days, school is crazy and my parents are even worse.
Please comment because it has been helping me write more , I just haven't haven't had the time to get on the computer and update.