The Eyes of a Fallen Angel

Im standing here, in the front door to the house i moved into no more than a month and a half ago, with my bags packed, and my esteem as rock bottom.
Mum, Timothy and my brother are standing at the door, and not to any surprise, none of them look too worried that I'm leaving. "bye sis" My little brother says. He's too young to understand that I actually won't be back, and that i may never even come back into his life.
"bye" my mum says, in the bluntest way she knows how, and turns her back on me and returns to her duties. My own mother, not giving me a hug... or a goodbye and goodluck word.... and certainly not thinking twice about turning her back on me. And the, theres Timothy. I could easily strangle him to death right here, hell I'm sure i could think of a number of ways to kill him right now, but, I'm not, because the second i walk through this door, he is not in my life at all, and really, that's a great feeling. "Goodluck, sorry it had to come to this" he says. Bullshit. The one person i hate most, and who probably dislikes me the most, is giving me the most words of farewell.
"Go fuck yourself, i hope you die." i say, looking straight into his eyes as I lift my bags, and am on my way.
Should i tell Andy? Ask him for a place to stay? or for the better of everyone, should i just leave and tell nobody where i'm heading? would he care if i left? I know hes my boyfriend and all but, seriously, who could love a girl with no self esteem, cuts all over her body, and a family who doesn't even want her to exist? no. No matter how much pain and sadness I'm feeling, i can't let Andy feel that too, if i do leave, i have to at least say goodbye...

"hey beautifu..... whats with the bags?" these are the words that Andy greets me with at his door.
"I um, I got kicked out" i say, and in an act of embarrassment, i turn my head to the floor
"WHAT? okay look, you go inside, unpack your shit, and i'm going to go teach that fuckhead timothy a lesson or two"
"no no no Andy please" i plead.
"Babe, he can't fucking do this to you!" Andy is infuriated.
"Andy, he can and he did, and no im not looking for a place i'm just.. i don't know, leaving i guess" i can barely make the words out. He reaches out, but i know that if he touches me, and i get any feeling of heartbreak, ill stay.. so, at lighting pace, i move myself out of his reach.
"im so sorry" i whisper as tears start to stream down my face.
"Babe come inside, don't be silly"
"NO."
"fine then" and with that, Andy is walking towards me, grabbing my legs and hurling me over his shoulders. i scream out "ANDY PUT ME DOWN I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE I HAVE NO REASON TO! ALL I WANT TO DO IS... ANDY PUT. ME. DOWN."
he walks into his bedroom, and finally puts me down on the bed, and he himself, sits in front of me.
"Now, tell me whats wrong" he says
"i don't, i don't deserve it"
"you don't deserve what babe?"
"Life. i just, I wasn't meant to be. Life just doesn't work for me."
"No no no shhh" he whispers as he pulls me into a tight long hug.
he whispers into my hair: "you do deserve this, you even deserve better" He begins to slowly move his hands up and down my arms, almost there
"you deserve the best" And with that, his hand, brushes the new ones, making me flinch in unstoppable pain.
"Kassy...?" his eyes immediately drain of all colour, and are now filled with concern, possibly even a little anger.
"Kassy, can i see your arms?"
"Why?" i ask
"I just want to"
"No"
"Kassy show me"
"No Andy"
"What do you have to hide?"
And at that moment i know i have to give up. I force my eyes shut, I frown my head down, and let my arms fly open to Andys inspections.
"Holy shit Kassy! Kassy I... I had no idea. These look bad Kas, we need to go to the hospital or something"
and then I. Lose.. It
Tears stream down my face, my face turns red with heat, i'm pleading to Andy "No no no please just forget it, Andy please, I can't go, Andy PLEASE..."
"Shhh Kassy Its okay, I'm here, Only me. Me and you" he says as he pulls me close to his chest, wrapping his long, tatted arms round my cold body, running his hands through my hair.
"Im so sorry Andy" I sob out.
"Shh, Kassy its okay, its okay"
"No, I'm a disappointment, please, please don't be mad at me" I look up to him. Our eyes immediately lock.
"Baby, I'm not mad, I just wish I could have helped."
"You did. By meeting you I somehow managed to find a reason to stay alive" I whisper.
I cry and cry and cry some more in his arms. His arms are most definitely the safest place to be.
While I'm wiping away the last of my tears, he pulls away from me and places his hands on either side of my face. His hands are warm, a sign of his humbleness. At the same time, they're rough, a sign that hes a hard worker... all these little details i've never noticed before... they all work together to make this man an angel. My angel.
His eyes flicker between my two, and occasionally down to my lips. he lets out a tiny laugh.
"They're bright red" he says "That means, you deserve to be here. It means, you deserve the best, and all though the only things I can give you might not be the best, I can give you my heart Kas, and that, personally belongs to you now." He leans into me, and gives my lips the softest, most gentle kiss he's ever given, and boy oh boy it. is. perfection.
"And, one more thing Kassy"
"What?"
"Your eyes, I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out what they are... weather their simplicity in colour is a sign of your beauty, or purity, or whatever else there may be but i've finally caught on"
"then what are my eyes, mr. Biersack?"
"My darling they are the eyes of a Fallen Angel"

Notes

big chapter guys, sorry its a little bit fluffy haha. I'm thinking, should i finish the story in a few more chapters? or drag it out for a little bit with future set things between Andy and Kassy.... thats if they even have a future ;) leave any comments xx