(Three weeks later.)



I got up off the hospital. Andy helped me, and I walked out of the hostital, and Andy walked towards a car. He opened the door, and stood there, grinning. "Ladies first." He said, and I smiled, and got in the car. He got in the drivers seat, and started the engine. We drove off, and headed down our street, and passed my house. I suddenly thought, my drawings. "Andys stop!" I yelled, and the car screached to a hault. "Whats the matter?"
"My drawings."
"Oh. Well how are we going to get them back?"
"I don't know. Hold on." I said, getting out the car, and walking towards my house. "Wait Midnight what are you doing?" Andy called, jumping out the car, and following me. I turned to him. "Stay in the car, that way, if anything does kick off, I can run to the car."
"let me come with you. If anything does kick off, I can protect you."
"Andy. If he hurt you, I would never forgive myself. Get in the car, Now." I said, and he sluck off back into the car. I took a deep breathe, and tried the doorknob. It was open, so I gently swug it open, and quietly snuck inside. Dad was sitting on the sofa, his eyes glued to the telly, 10 empty bottles of Jack lying around. I tiptoed up the stairs, and went to my room.I dug out my my pencils, and my colour pencils. I looked over at my desk, and grabbed my photo of my mother.I shoved them all in a black bin bag, save me trying to carry them all in my arms. "What are you doing?" A voice behind me said. I spun around, to face my Dad. "Ermm....I'm..." I stood there, thinking. He couldent hurt me once I was with Andy. He was only outside, and If he lunged for me, I could run. I could now say anything I wanted. "I'm leaving dad."
"Your what?" He snarled, walking towards me, I edged off into the corner of the room. "I'm leaving this place before I end up dead! I' doing something I should of done a long time ago!" I yelled, and he lunged at me. I ducked, and ran for the door. I ran down the stairs, but he caught up with me. I saw something glisten in the light, and run across my arm. He had a knife. I screamed, and kicked him. I grabbed my arm, still holding onto the bag, and ran outside. Andy started the engine, and pushed open the door. I dived into the car, and shut the door, as my dad got to the car, trying to prise open the door. Andy drove off, leaving my
dad, cursing at us. We drove down the street, and onto the moterway. "What did he do that with?" Andy asked, taking one hand of the steering wheel to peel away my sleve from the cut. I winced. "He had a knife."
"Oh my god Midnight. See I knew I should of come with you."
"Yeah and you get stabbed. I'd rather it be me than you."
"But you got hurt."
"And I'm not going to be hurt anymore."
"Well thats a hell of alot better."
"Andy. Where are we going?"
"To the hotel where the boys are staying."
"Oh." We pulled into a massive hotel carpark, and the car stopped. Andy leaned over me, and looked at my arm. I winced as he pulled at my long sleeve. "Hold on." He said, taking off his leather jacket and passing it to me. "But Andy I'll bleed all over it."
"I don't care. I have loads, and I can wash it. Just put it on so no one asks questions." I slipped on the jacket, and grabbed my black bin bag. We walked through the reception, and into the lift. We walked along a corridor, and Andy opened a door. Jake, Jinxx, CC and Ashley, were in there. I only meet them a few times, but they seemed cool. None of them knew what I had been going through. There was also a tall girl in there with long blonde and black hair. "Hi guys." Andy said, taking my hand and walking inside. "Guys you know Midnight, Midnight this here is Sammi, Sammi this is Midnight." Andy said, introducing us. "Hello Sweetie." She said, pulling me into a hug. I winced as she squeezed my arm, and Andy pulled me away. "Hold on here, I'm gonna get some bandages." He said, going into the bathroom, and reappering with some antibactirial wipes, and a bandage. I took off the jacket, and looked down at my arm. Everyone in the room gasped. Andy looked at them. "I'll explain later, Sammi, have you got a vest top you can lend Midnight?"
"Sure. Hold on." She dug around in the chet of draws, until she finaly pulled out a tight vest top. "There you go sweetie." She said, passing it me. "Thank you." I said, and went into the bathroom to up it on. I rentered the room, and Andy started to mop at my arm. I winced even more. "Oh come on Andy your doing it wrong. Come here." Sammi said, taking the wipe off him, and starting to dab at my arm. It stopped bleeding, and it was soon all bandaged up. Andy gently kissed it, and I smiled at him. "Did you get your book?"
"Yeah I did."
"Can I look?"
"Nope."
"Oh come on babe. Let me look."
"No. Not today anyway."
"But I will eventually?"
"Yes."
"Ok. Anyway, your staying in Sammi's room with her, it'll give you a chance to have a girl talk."
"OK." Sammi looked over to me and smiled. "Why don't you come with me and get yourself comfy in or room?" She asked. "Ok." I said, getting up, and leaving the room with her. We were next door to the boys. "Thats your bed sweetie." She said, pointing to the bed by the window. I pulled out my pencils and drawing book, and put them on the bed. "Can I look?" She asked sitting on the bed beside me. "Yeah sure." She flicke through my book at my 'Alice In Wonderland' drawings, and my stopped at my boy in the window drawing. "Is that Andy?"
"Well, it didn't to start out as him, but it ended as him." I said. "There all really good."
"Thanks." I said, looking down at the picture of my mother I brought with me. "She's beautiful. She looks alot like you. Who is she."
"She my mother."
"Oh. I'm guessing that she's not around anymore."
"No. She died."
"Oh sweetie I'm sorry. What about your dad?"
"He beats me. Thats why I've had to run. And he cut my arm."
"With what?"
"A knife."
"Oh jesus. Your so brave Midnight."
"Well, it's years of getting used to it really."
"Well, anyway, your safe now."
"I know. Only one problem."
"What?"
"I was that concentrated one getting my drawings and pictures of my mother that i didn't bring any clothes with me."
"Well sweetie, you can borrow some of my stuff, and tomorrow, me and you will go shopping."
"Really?"
"Really."
"But I havent got any money."
"Well I'm sure Andy won't mond lending you some."
"I'll ask him in the morning. Right know I'm going to finish my drawings if it kills me." I said, opening my book, and continuing to draw, and talk to Sammi.