Story Of The Wild Ones

Andy drove roughly 15 miles over the speed limit, muttering incoherent things under his breathe as he glared at the rode in front of him. I placed my hand on his exposed forearm, the familiar coldness of his skin replaced by heat causing me to retreat my hand in shock and confusion. He was always freezing, even in the summer, so his sudden temperature change sparked many questions in me. And of course, being the worried mate and girlfriend I am, it made me nervous.

"Andy?"

Andy hummed and gave me a quick side glance before turning his attention back to the rode.

"Why is your skin so," I placed my hand back on his arm and frowned at the slight temperature drop that baffled me even more. "hot. I mean, it was hot. Now it's just warm." My eyebrows furrowed as I tried to decipher what it could possible mean, but I had no clue.

Andy grinned and grabbed my hand in his. "It's because I was so angry about what happened back at Tj's house. I'm cooling down because your voice soothes and calms me."

I smiled to myself and nodded, lacing my fingers with his as I turned my attention to the rode in front of me. The rest of the car ride was spent in peaceful silence, the bright streetlights illuminating the otherwise dark roads as we flew by them, the lights blinding together as if they were racing beside us.

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Since we never ended up getting our take out and our secondary dinner plans didn't exactly go so well, Andy and I were starving. Seeing as it was late and we were both lazy fucks, conjuring up something eat - whether it be a full on meal or a microwaveable pizza - was not something either of us were willing to do.

But, luckily, Andy and I kept some blood in the back of our fridge for special times like this. We poured the blood into wine glasses and once we got into our pajamas and crawled into bed, we drank them blissfully.

I sighed, placing my glass on the bedside table next to me. Andy mimicked my action and rolled onto his side, pulling me into his arms once he shut the light off.

"Goodnight, angel. I love you." He whispered before placing a sweet kiss to my cheek. I blushed and snuggled deeper into his chest, relishing in the warmth our two cold bodies created.

"I love you too, my prince."

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"That fucking asshole. I can't believe he did that. The kid seemed so nice." Jake muttered, shaking his head.

Andy sighed. "Well, believe it. He got us to care and played the victim just so he could learn everything there is to know about Alex and I then later use it against us." He grit his teeth and said, "I swear, when I saw Ronnie force himself onto Alex, it was like going back in time and looking at Max. When he kissed her it raised so many suspicions in me and made me rethink bringing Alex on tour with us. I mean, he's clearly crazy, maybe even crazier than Max, and I don't want to risk him.. hurting Alex."

Shaking my head I mumbled, "He won't hurt me..."

I didn't like how even though I was a vampire now, meaning I was stronger than before, Andy still treated me like I was a human. I could handle myself.

"Alex," He turned to me, placing a hand on my knee and frowning when I moved away from him. "You don't know what he's capable of, he could really hurt you. Do you want a repeat of Max, 'cause I sure don't." I rolled my eyes.

"And clearly you don't know what I'm capable of." I mumbled.

Andy placed a stern hand on my shoulder. "You didn't answer my question, Lex. Do you really wanna risk Ronnie hurting you like Max did?"

I stood up and glared down at Andy. "Is it really necessary to bring that up?" He groaned obnoxiously.

"Yes, it is Alex!" Andy stood up, towering over me. I wasn't phased by the height difference and stood my ground. "You need to realize that Ronnie worked with Max and Craig! He's out to get us, you especially! We need to keep you safe and out of his reach." He stared down at me expectingly.

I challenged, "And leaving me home to fend for myself will keep me safe?" I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow, knowing I was right.

Andy opened and closed his mouth multiple times before saying, "Well clearly you're more capable of protecting yourself then I give you credit for."

I shook my head and mumbled, "You're an ass.", before storming off to our bedroom. The guys whined for me to come back but I wasn't in the mood to be in the same room as Andy.

I sat down on the bed and looked at my hands. Why does Andy think I'm so weak? He may not have given me that label directly, but the fact that he wanted to leave me home because Ronnie turned out to be an asshole, said enough. I was a strong girl, and it would take a lot for Ronnie to get under my skin.

A knock on the door broke me from my thoughts. At first I was hesitant to unlock it since there was a chance Andy could be on the other side but, then again, maybe he wanted to apologize. Instead of Andy being behind the door, Ashley was in his place leaning up against the door frame.

He opened his mouth to speak but I cut him off. "If you're here to blab on why Andy is right, I don't wanna hear it." Ashley raised an eyebrow at me and walked into the room, bumping shoulders with me in the process.

"Not at all." He said, "I'm just here to make sure you're okay." Ash sat down at the edge of the bed and patted the spot next to him.

I shrugged. "I'm fine, just upset I guess.. but I'll live."

Ashley nodded in acknowledgement but remained silent. It was quiet for a few minutes before he finally spoke up again.

"You know, Andy's only trying to do what he thinks is best for you. That's all he ever does."

I glared at Ashley and said, "I thought you said you didn't come in here to tell me Andy's right." I broke into a smirk, knowing Ash is only trying to help, and nudged him playfully.

"I'm not." He said. "I just want to make sure you know, he's only against you going on your with us because he's afraid you'll get hurt. He'll do everything he can to keep you out of harms way. And I know you don't like talking about it, but Andy is still haunted by the rape. He tells me about nightmares he's had that keep him awake the rest of the night thinking up different ways he could have prevented it. He blames himself for what Max did to you, that's why he's so protective."

I swallowed thickly, taking in the new information. I had no idea Andy was so haunted by what happened, mainly because he never said anything to me. He blamed himself, and that made me feel like shit for getting mad at him. He was paranoid and he had every reason to be.

I mumbled, "I had no idea... Did he really say all that to you?"

Ashley nodded. "I don't blame him though. If all that happened to Devlynn, I wouldn't let her out of my sight!"

"Yeah," I said, "I suppose I should go apologize, huh?" I turned to Ashley, raising an eyebrow at the smirk on his face. He glanced towards the door then back at me.

I turned around and saw Andy standing in the doorway with a small smile on his face. Ashley got up and left the room, patting his friend on the shoulder encouragingly. Andy sat down in the spot Ash was once it, taking my hands in his and rubbing his thumbs over my knuckles.

I frowned. "I'm sorry."

Andy shook his head and grabbed my face in his hands, shocking me with a loving kiss. "Don't apologize, love. You didn't do anything wrong."

"But I should have seen that you were trying to protect me, considering all that's happened in our past, I should have understood why you don't want me going on tour with you guys...." I mumbled, "And you're not an ass..."

Andy chuckled and kissed my forehead as he wrapped his arms around my waist. "I love you." He whispered.

I smiled "I love you too."

Notes

not really sure what the length of this chapter is since I wrote this chapter on my phone! hope it's not short hahah