Annabell P.O.V

I wake up to my voice being called. You’ll never guess who woke me up from my peaceful sleep with Andy? Ashley, Barging into my room. Because my parents think he is the only person that can help me. So everyday. At the same time. Even though I have been over there countless times this week. He is fucking here at nine o'clock in the morning.

“Anna! Wake up!” He says.

“Its Annabell” I hiss from underneath my blanket.

“Well wake up Annabell!” He says near my face like a little kid.

“Get the fuck away from me” I say “I’m not in the mood”.

“Then I’ll get you in the mood!” He says.

I feel him make his way onto my bed. If he lays next to me I swear to fucking god that I will punch him in the windpipe. But instead, He gets up on both legs and starts jumping like a five year old. “Get up get up!” Ashley screams. I quickly get annoyed with him so I grab his leg and slide it from underneath him so he collapsed on the soft comfort of my tangled sheets.

“Hey!” He says while shaking me “That wasn't nice!’”.

“I’m up” I yell laughing at his stupidity “Dumass” .

I slowly exit my warm bed. And let the cold of the ground shock me and shiver up my spine as my feet touch the ground. Sometimes I don’t completely hate Ashley. Even though I am used to being alone. I have been alone for the greater part of my life. I like Ashleys company. I know, He is the one person that will never stop trying no matter how long it takes.

“Get up, Get dressed, pack a bag” He says “We're going to the beach. Fuck! Were going to have a whole bonfire!” He says excitedly.

“Wait, hold the fuck up! What if I don’t want to go to the beach with you?” I say secretly smiling because I so want to go to the beach.

“Because your smiling” He says “C'mon, I'll be downstairs get dressed!” He says running out of the room.

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I shuffle through my closet and pick out an outfit. Once I make my selection I hurry out of my room with an overnight bag packed. Ashley is talking to my mom. Ashley makes my mom really happy. For a couple reasons.

1) He saved my life
2) He gets me out of the house
3) He didn’t kill anyone

“You ready?” I ask Ashley

“Yeah” He takes my bag from my hands “I’ll go put this in the car”.

“Annabell” My mom says with a big smile on her face.

“Mom” I say dragging out the O.

“You like him!” she says wagging her finger in my face.

“No I don’t!” I say “You like him!”

“Whatever you say”.

“Goooooodbyyeee mom” I say.

I walk towards the car, Ashley opens the door for me, I get in, And he closes it. The ride is mostly quiet. Beside for some lite Kiss music. The irony. Theres not much talking going on. But we both smile because we know were almost there as soon as the salty smell fills our noises.

Before I know it were grabbing our stuff and running across the beach to go set up our tent. The tent takes about thirty minutes and a lot of fucking cussing.

“Lets swim” He says removing his shirt to reveal his ridiculously tan and tone chest, A normal girl would fall head over heals, But I, I don’t like a man with too many mussels. Even though I am still attracted to him.

“No thanks” I say trying to stay covered up, I can't risk my scars showing, And even if I did go in the water. They would sting like a bitch.


“What do you mean ‘No Thanks’? Were at the beach. When people go to the beach they swim” He says laughing removing his jeans too so that he is now in just his swim trunks, He is truly the capacity of what a man could be.

“I don’t like the ocean” I say in my defence “And I just don’t really want to be in my bathing suit out here

“Please?” He says “For me?”.

“I Can’t” I reply.

“Why” He asks coming closer.

“I just can’t!” I say turning away,

“I can’t help you Annabell If you don’t tell me what's wrong” He turns me around and puts his hands on my shoulder “Let me help you”.

I can’t believe him. Why the fuck does he even want to help me its like he need it. I take a deep breath letting warm air fill my lungs before pulling off my shirt. His eyes open wide when he sees my red angry scars. They fill my stomach, My arms, and my legs, But I won’t take of my jeans.

“Annabell” He says “Why would you do this”.

I breath in so I don’t start to cry, I take a minute to regain myself before replying “I-I’m not happy anymore Ashley” I say.

He takes me into a big hug and cradles my head on his shoulder. “I swear” He says and it looks like he is about to cry “I am going to fix everyone of these fucking scars, Annabell. No matter what I have to do, No matter who I have to go throw, Even if you dont want me to. I am going to help you. I never want you to hurt yourself again”.

“What if I am unfixable, What if I'm like a shattered china doll?” I say letting tears slip from my eyes.

“You're not Annabell, And if you are, I am going to get on my hands and knees to scrape up all the pieces until you're all fixed up again” He says combing my hair with his hands.

Notes

So this was a longgggg chapter. Awwwww. Anyone ship them? And if you ship Andabell. Don't you worry. You will see >:p

"I never meant to be the one
Who kept you from the dark
But now I know my wounds are sewn
Because of who you are"