The Preacher's Daughter

"Andy?" where has my lungs escape to? Africa? i slowly lift myself up crossing my legs.. my body shivering. "How long have you been sitting there watching me sleep? and since when do drink hard liquor?" i can hardly speak... he is pissed.

"Long enough." He answers my first question but not the second one. fuck.

"Are you mad?"

"Mad." he says if he is testing the word. "Oh Gracen i am way beyond mad."

"That does not sound good." i whisper, my mouth dry as the Sahara desert.

"you think." he says icily taking another sip of his whiskey.

"Are you going to be such a dick to me for long, or is it just a phase you going through because i disobeyed your rules?" His eye brow raised in surprise, like he knew-know i would never say something like that, but look at that... i did. huge mistake on my part.

"Yes," he says finally after gazing a hole through me.

i need to say something that does not piss him off.. "i am sorry i went to the club with Tina."

"No you are not," he snaps standing up and rage is standing up with him. "Vic has called he wants to spend the day with you."

Why change the direction. "Andrew please don't be like this," i muter standing up grabbing the robe that was on the floor. "Be so distant," i breathe. "So cold."

He scoffs angrily ripping his tie from his neck. "Cold? no cold is not what i am feeling now, i am burning with fucking rage, i don't know how to deal with you or these," he lifts up his hands waving it around. "Feelings."

is he kidding with me now? i walk up to him with a small smile. "Please don't be mad at me Andy."

i stood up to the tip of my toes kissing his lips softly. he steps back pushing his hand over his face. "Pierce the veil is not on warped tour, they are recording a new a album. I have to get back to warped tour, so you are either going with me to Mexico or stay here and let Vic take care of you."

"I am not a baby Andy," crossing my arms. "I am a grown woman."

"yes, a grown woman. Get back to me on that when you know how to answer a god damn phone, than we will talk."

"I am your wife Andrew, don't you dare talk to me like that." Oh no... that came out a little bit harsher than expected it sounded okay in my head.

I caught him by surprise, hell i caught myself in a tangled looped knowing i can not get out of it unless Mr. Black cuts it, with his penis or his razor sharp wit.

"yes, you are my wife," he snaps marching over to me gripping me tight on both shoulders staring me deep into my eyes. "And as my wife you will do as i say, and it will be done as i say it, You knew what i am, and you fell for me and my package,deal with it. you have no idea what i was thinking when you did not answer your phone, i love you i do not want you to get hurt." he releases me leaving me stunned. Andy turn around with a heavy sigh. "Make a detection. and remember if you break my heart in two i will lose myself and that will be your fault if i go insane." He went into the bathroom and slams the door shut.

There and than i slump down to the floor with tears in my eyes. "i promise i won't break your heart." i whisper.

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