A Work Of Art

(Andy's POV)
“Dude why are you on the frickin' floor?” Ashley said as he finally noticed that I was crouched on the floor just behind the front door with a reddened face.
'Maybe because you fucking slammed the door into my face when you barged your way in.”


Laughing at me all of my so called band mates and friends walked of except for one. Sandra stayed behind, perched just behind the door.

'Andy, are you okay? I'm so sorry, we're all sorry”
I scowled at her as I was still pretty pissed at Ashley for being as stuck up as normal.

“Andy”, Sandra snapped me out of my fuming state of mind, “are you okay, you didn't respond and we need you good and well for the show down at Buckley's tomorrow night?”

“Im fine Sandra” I said with quite an attitude, and then began to collect myself up off the floor until I realised I had blood on my left hand.

I look down to may arms and looked for any wounds but there was none so I put my hands to my head and pressed down ever so slightly on my for head at the edge of my hairline, feeling a stinging sensation. Fuck, I must have cut my head when I fell...? now Maddeline will have even more to bitch about.

“I'm heading to the bathroom to get myself cleaned up, so while I'm doing that, do me a favor and punch Ashley for me?....'

“Yeah okay, Omg, Andy, I didn't realize you were bleeding! Do u need me to get you anything?!” Sandra said looking at me with a worried expression. “I uhh, umm..”

Cutting her off, 'Heyy look dont worry, it is just a little cut, I'm not gonna die from it. Just please go punch Ash for me, I will be fine.” with that I left down the hallway for the bathroom.

Notes

Im so sorry for the late update! But this is just a little filler as i am still busy and im about to head off to states for netball. I really hope to get another chapter up as soon as i can. thx for the patience. ;)

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-Grimm ;)