When Love Met Destruction

I woke to heavy weights holding my arms and legs down, immediately filling me with fear. I screamed and thrashed and clawed, whatever I could do to get the big hands off me - I did it. My eyes were shut, still, for I was trying to keep myself from staring into the menacing eyes my captors.

Had my rescue simply been a dream? A scenario I had conjured up in an unconscious state because I so badly wished it to be true?

It had felt so real, being rescued, but does that mean it was? There would only be one way to be sure but despite my burning curiosity, the fear that coursed through my veins kept my eyelids shut. A mixture of voices were circulating throughout the room, though the one I paid most attention to was Andy's. It seemed he was begging for me to open my eyes, saying that I was safe and that they couldn't hurt me any more. I ceased my thrashing but still tried to pull my extremities from the hands wrapped around them.

"Guys, let her go." Andy ordered.

One by one the hands released me. Once I could move freely, I cracked my eyes open and peered around the room. Andy ran his fingers through my hair, snatching his hand back quickly when I cowered away from his touch. He pouted, which broke my heart, and softly ordered everyone out of the room, his eyes never leaving my face.

Andy sat on the bed next to me but left some space in between us to which I was thankful for. There was a thick silence that sat between us, and I played with my fingers in attempt to ease my nerves.

"Why..." Andy began. "Why won't you let me touch you? Are you scared of me?"

I cringed at the sentence but knew Andy didn't mean it in a sexual manner.

I allowed my posture to fall and paid special attention to the floor. "No." I mumbled.

Andy sighed. "Then why can't I touch you? You know I won't hurt you, right Scar?" Silence. "Scarlett." He urged, "Scarlett, answer me. You know I won't hurt you, right?"

I yelled, "I don't know, okay?" Tears of frustration, betrayal, and pain pooled in my eyes. I let out a heavy sigh to fight the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes and looked across the room, focusing on nothing in particular, simply to hide that fact that I was on the verge of crying.

The bed shifted and I tensed. "You don't need to be afraid of me, Scarlett. All I want to do is protect you - that's all I've wanted to do since the day we met. I get it, you're scared. And I get it, you're afraid of men but-"

"You don't get it Andy, don't you dare say that!" I warned. A wave of anger crashed over me and I turned to face Andy, wincing at the seering pain in my lower regions. "You can't even begin to understand what I've been through. Every since vampires took over my family has had nothing - no one has! My parents did everything they could to keep me healthy, even if that meant going a week without food. But every night, my dad would tuck.." I felt myself beginning to break and lost control over my tears as they began to pour down my face. "He would tuck me into bed, kiss my forehead, and promise that we'd find a way to get food - no matter what. I just.. I never knew selling me off would be one of the way."

"I'm so sorry Scarlett, that must have been horrible for you." Andy said.

"Yeah, it was." I spat bitterly. "My father was my best friend, I looked up to him. Knowing that I meant nothing to him, that a bag of food that would last barely a week meant more to him than I did, breaks my heart." I looked up at Andy, my eyes glistening and blurry from the tears. "The man I loved more than anything in this world hurt me, and now you hold that spot. What if you hurt me too?"

Andy scooted closer to me, and it took everything in me not to shy away when our shoulders touched. He opened his arms with a hopeful look on his face. I bit my lip and slowly leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder and crying into his neck. Andy let out a sigh of relief and squeezed me reassuringly.

"I'll never hurt you.." Andy breathed. "I swear."

I sniffled and nodded. Andy kissed my head softly as he leaned back so we were lying down. He pulled the covers over us, though he was still in his clothes, and whispered,

"Go back to sleep."

I looked up at him and asked, "But you're still dressed.. Won't you be uncomfortable?"

Andy shrugged. "That's not important right now. What's important is that you get some rest, okay?"

I went to protest but yawned instead and shut my mouth as my eyelids began to feel heavy. Instead, I simply nodded and snuggled up against Andy.

"I love you." He whispered quietly, as if he didn't expect me to hear it.

"I.. I love you too Andy."

Andy smiled and kissed my head as my eyes closed and sleep finally took over.

Notes

it's kind of short, i know, but hey at least i updated right?
sorry for my sudden absence. i'm afraid it's going to happen often.
bare with me guys! i'll at least update once a week!

see you then!!!!!

p.s. what did you guys think of Andy's side project "They Don't Need To Understand"? i named the chapter after it :)