Fix You

~Andy~

I sat with Lily while she slept, she had a concussion, and would be drowsy, but aside from that my mate was fine.
My mate.
I sat there considering that, I knew I should be angry, I mean I'd been with Angela for four years, but some how I couldn't make myself be angry.
"Ow."
"Hey Lil'." She glanced up, giving me a look of confusion.
"What are you doing here?"
"You're my mate, we live together now."
"Beautiful." Well, no need to sound overly happy. She slip her legs off the bad and stood before noticing she was now in a pair of my Batman pajamas "When did I...?"
"Didn't see a reason you needed to mess up your dress."
"You stripped me!?" yes, it was either the most amazing thing I've ever done, or the worse.
"We're mates."
"Not. For. Long." With that threat spa at me, she was off.
"It won't work."
"And why not?"
"They decided we were together. End of story."
"Then I'll get my own place." That's it! I grabbed her arm, and whipped her around shoving her against the wall, my face inches from hers.
"You're mine Lily, you aren't leaving, you aren't going to get your own place, and you sure as hell aren't switching." Being a fertile she had to obey my dictate,
"Fine. But you can't make me like you."
"Don't have too, come on, we're late for school." She glared and went up to the room, grabbing a pair of jeans that were too small for me, and a band T- shirt, before pulling on her convers from last night. she didn't even look at me as she went out to the front yard and walked off,
"Lily!"
"What?" she said turning around and glaring,
"Where are you going?"
"To my house, I need my bag. then I'm going to school." She said turning on her heal and going to her old home,
"Let me give you a ride."
"I'm good." I sighed and jumped on my bike, pulling up next to her, but not ahead. We went about twenty feet before she stopped and turned to me,
"What are you doing?"
"If you won't let me give you a ride, then I'll simply stay with you." She quirked her eye brow, but shrugged, turning back to the road and walking.
About half an hour later I discovered she's still as stubborn as she was when she was a kid. I looked at her old home, run down, and could use about ten years of remodeling.
Some ugly women was sitting on the porch smoking, which I found weird, seeing as Lily was asthmatic.
"Piece of shit. Where the hell were you last night?" The foul women shouted, standing as Lily came into the gross yard. "Off sleeping around? This kid your new victim?"
"No I-" The women slapped Lily, and that's where I came in, leaping off my bike I ran over, and went to the foul women,
"For your information, she's my mate. And get a good look because she's not coming back here. Ever." Lily looked at me like I sprouted a second head, before going into the house. I glared at the women and followed. The inside was worse than the outside, smelling like mold and cigarettes. Lily coughed, but went upstairs, being stopped by some huge, fat man, who looked like he smoked enough to put him in a grave in his thirties.
"And where do you think you're going you little whore? I have a house for you to clean!" She looked down, and shoved past him into a room, I was about to follow, when I looked inside. The room help a small cot, and all her things on a shelf. Well, you could call it a room, but it looked like a broom closet. Think Harry Potter.
I turned to the awful man, and foul women who had followed us in.
"Alright, who the fuck are you?"
"Her foster parents. Who'd you think dumb ass?"
"How long has she been here?"
"Four years." Since I stopped taking to her.
"Well, now she's my mate. Take a good look, because I'm not letting her come back." Lily chose now to walk out of her closet holding a box, I looked into the room, seeing nothing but the cot, and some bed things. I looked into the box, three shirts, one pair of jeans, some books, music cases, a tuner, some music books, a guitar pick, and some general hygiene products. On her back she had her back pack, and.... a guitar case.
She kept my guitar? No, she must have bought her own.
"Can we go Andy?"
"Sure Lil'." I took her elbow, and pulled her out to my bike. I took her bag and put it in my compartments for stuff, dumped the contents of the box into the other.
"You little whore! You think you can just leave?!" Lily looked down just turned to the bike, I got on, and she followed in suit, pulling the straps of her case onto her back to be sure her guitar was safe.

Notes

So, I made the chapter nice and long for you guys! Thanks sooooo much for reading, I'll make sure to update often.

-Bizzie