Angels and Saviors and Whatnot

"Andy, it happened again; the dream, it showed up again," I said, shaking Andy's shirtless body awake at God knows what hour in the morning. I had a massive, pounding headache from the night before and from the freaky dream I had. It was the one where my father told me that he would hit me like he hit my mom in that dark room.

This time, it had been more vivid. I could see the colors and details more clearly, and I could somewhat recognize where I was. I had seen that tablecloth before, but where? I struggled with my restraints and saw the bright light. Although it wasn't as bright this time. And I could see someone behind my father. It was a girl; they had long hair and a flowing white dress on.

I focused my now, slowly, fading vision on her face and recognized her as that slut that had been over the night Andy had slept over. She had a dark smirk on her big lips and followed my father's every step. Once they had gotten near me, I noticed that my father had a baseball bat and Toni had a pistol. Why hadn't I noticed this before?

"Allison, naughty girl, thinking she can escape," my father said, sneering in Toni's direction.

He grabbed my neck with a meaty hand and squeezed, making me gasp for air. My bound hand struggled to get free and peel his hand off, but nothing was happening.

"Such a fool, just like her mother," I heard Toni say.

"Don't...talk about...my mother...like that" I managed to choke out.

"Shut up," she said, raising and cocking her pistol.
My father tightened his grip and whispered "Lights out, sweetheart." He released my neck and picked the bat up, high above his head. He slammed it down on my head, sending me into darkness. And that's when I woke up.



"Hmm, what?" He opened his eyes and looked at me, then closed them again.

"Andy, wake up, I'm scared," I said, looking around frantically. I was paranoid that my father had found me and everybody else. "Andy, please."

"Alli baby, what's wrong?" He sat up slightly, a little more awake, and looked at me sleepily.

I sat down on my knees in front of the couch he was sleeping on and my eye welled up with tears.

"I had that weird dream again and I got scared," I said, setting my head down on the edge of the couch and letting a few tears fall to the alcohol stained carpet.

"Alli baby, come here," I heard him say softly.

I looked up and saw that his arms were outstretched, wanting me to curl up in his lap.

"Andy, what happens if my father finds me?" I whispered.

"l'll protect you. I swear," he whispered back.

"But he could hurt you," I said, looking up into his blue eyes. His arms were still out and I climbed up into his lap. I laid my head on his chest and sighed.

"If he hurts me, I'll be proud knowing that I was protecting my baby," he said.

"Really?" I looked at him again, tears still falling and he nodded.

I heard shuffling in the hallway, and looked around to see who it was. Jinxx, Jake, Ashley, and Sandra lay sleeping on the floor next to some plastic cups, some still full of cheap beer. Who was still here?

"Babe, you were amazing last night," I heard someone say. I sat up and saw an African American girl, maybe my age, walking into the living room, with Andy's shirt on.

"Uh, who are you?" I asked.

"I'm Tonya, who da hell are you, hun?" she said, smacking her gum.

"I'm Andy's girlfriend, why the hell are you here?" I asked, standing up, looking at Andy.

"Well, after yo ass feel asleep last night, me and Andy had a little fuuuun," she said, rolling her hips when she said 'fun'.

"Oh. Really now?" I looked back at Andy and cocked an eyebrow.

"A-Alli, please, I was drunk, I didn't know," he started.

"How...how dare you!? You were my rock, my foundation, the one who kept me from going insane, the one who helped me after a night of terror from that, that, BEAST, how could you!? I trusted you!"

I picked up the nearest thing, which just so happened to be a half full cup of beer, and threw it at Andy. I heard a satisfying slash and gasp, and I started towards the door

"I can't even look at you anymore!" I yelled, running out of the house, in whatever direction. I heard footsteps behind me and I ran faster, trying to get away.

"Alli wait!" I heard Andy say.

"Get away from me you traitor!" I screamed, tears streaming down my face once again. I kept running, my bare feet starting to hurt on the hot pavement. The worst part was, I was still in my mother's dress, and it was going to be ruined. A pair of strong arms wrapped around my torso and pulled me back, quite roughly.

"Allison!" Andy yelled.

"What!? What could you possibly want!? Are you here to yell at me for being a wuss? Are you going to apologize? I don't want to hear it!" I squirmed and kicked and punched him, I didn't want to be anywhere near him. I gave him everything, I was going to tell him that I loved him and that I never wanted to leave him. But right now, all I wanted was for him to leave me alone.

"GO AWAY!" I screamed, and I finally let my body go limp. I cried and sobbed and looked up at Andy with my makeup ruined face.

"How could you do this to me!?"

"Allison, I was drunk! It wasn't my fault! Ashley forced me on her and you were passed out! I didn't know she would spend the night, much less I would remember anything!" He looked down at me with sad eyes but I wasn't buying it. His eyes seemed to be a darker shade of blue than I remember, but right now was not the time to be paying attention to his eyes.

"Ashley was passed out when we got back downstairs you idiot, I'm not falling for it." I stood up and wiped my tears, not caring if I looked like a horror movie extra or if I remembered anything from last night.

"Leave me alone, Andy. I no longer wish to be your girlfriend."

Andy looked at me with utter disbelief and pointed. But he wasn't looking at me. He was looking past me. I raised an eyebrow and turned slowly around.

There, standing in the middle of the street, a couple hundred yards away, was my wanted father.

"Allison!" he yelled.

"A-Andy, r-run!"

I turned and ran, as fast as my bare feet would let me. Andy was a couple feet ahead of me, and

I was desperately trying to keep up. I was running to my house, not stopping to look back. I heard the heavy footsteps of my father behind me and I couldn't keep going. I gradually slowed down, involuntarily, and I felt his body right behind me. A hand grabbed my wrist, pulling me down, causing me to hit my head on the hot pavement.

"ANDY!" I screamed. "ANDY, ANDY, PLEASE!" I cried as my father started dragging me down the street. I looked up while struggling to see Andy and his gazelle legs, running towards my father and I.

"Andy, please! Help me!"

"What do you think I'm trying to do woman!?" He sucker punched my father in the face, causing him to release my now bruising wrist. Jesus, I always have bruises...

"Allison, run!" Andy sprinted back to my house, my hand in his. As we ran, I heard my father scream "I will not rest until you meet the same fate your miserable mother did!"

Notes

I'm baaack(: How'd you like it? Sorry it's kinda short, I was doing homework at the same time XP Love you pinjas! Thanks for staying with me!