The Overprotective One

*Ashley P.O.V.*

"To go slap a bitch." I say taking my car keys and slamming the door behind me. I unlocked my car and got in. My house wasn't far from the Biersacks, but I didn't want to walk. I started my car and pulled out of my driveway. All I did was pick Nyx up when she started having an attack, and a serious one at that. Andy couldn't stand when I brought him home. I was about to leave when his phone rang.

~FLASHBACK~

We sat in the small McDonalds. We had finished making the plans for the tour. Andy had his head in his hands and was upset.

"I don't understand it Ash. She just closed off. She didn't talk to me at all until you showed up..." I sighed. Andy still couldn't see.

"Maybe she needs time to become her own person." Andy nodded and put our trash on the tray they had given us, and took it dumped it. He stood beside the table and looked down at me. "Lets go somewhere Ash. I need a drink."

"Its only half past seven. Are you sure you don't want to home and talk this out with Nyx?" I asked. I really didn't want to go anywhere, because Nyx was still dancing in my mind.

"Come on lets go. Take me to a bar with good music and lots of booze." I flipped my fringe from my face. I took him where he asked, a bar with good music and liquor. I sat at the bar, Andy was drunk and dancing against some random bitch. I sighed as his phone buzzed once on the counter.

New Message from My Tiny Girl: I am heading out. Love you.

I smiled, it was cute. A few hours later I was dragging Andy out to his car and I shoved a plastic bag into his hands. "Puke in this." He smiled drunkenly up at me. I slammed the door shut and walked over to the other side of Andy’s car and I got in. We went to his house and I carried him out of the car and into the house. I stumbled slightly up the stairs. I laid him on his bed and stared at the ceiling and slowing started turning pale. I sighed and patted his arm. His phone buzzed, Nyx was calling him. I answered figuring she maybe needed a ride.

“Hello?”

“Andy, I need your help.” A male voice replied.

“Who is this?” I growled stepping out of the room before Andy fell out of the bed and retched all over himself. I looked back at him and shook my head while he giggled. I pointed to his bathroom.

“Oo Andley fanfiction coming to life!” He smiled and crawled over to bathroom on his knees. I glared but then the shaking male voice brought me back to the phone.

“My name is Tate and I am one of Nyx’s friends. Come quickly,” As if on cue, a girls screaming was in the background. The boy on the phone shushed her lightly and she continued her scream until she ran out of breath. “Please, something is wrong with her. I don’t understand what’s happening and don’t know what to do.” I almost dropped the phone in my hand. My heart sunk into my feet and I looked to the door Andy had gone through. He continued to vomit, and I hoped he was doing it in the toilet. I was not cleaning that shit up.

“Where are you Tate?”

“The corner of Maybelle Street and Riffley Drive. We are in someones yard.”

“I will be there as soon as possible.” I hung up and threw Andy’s iPhone onto his bed. I walked into the bathroom. The singers head was almost going into the white toilet. I lifted his head up and pulled it back. I grabbed a roll of ass wiping paper and tore off a small amount of it. I wiped around his mouth, getting the throw up in the corners of his mouth out. I pulled his hair upwards forcing him to stand. I dropped the soiled paper in the oval bowl and flushed. “Enjoying being drunk?” I asked and he shook his forcefully. I pulled his shirt off and dropped it in the tub. I put a small amount of water into the large tub just covering his throw up shirt. I dragged him into his room and he whimpered at how forcefully I was pulling on his hair. I sighed disgusted and pushed him onto his bed. “Go to sleep and sober up. Your sister needs you, but I think I will take over this one time.” He started to sit up but I pushed him back lightly and he stayed down.

~END~

I pulled into the driveway and took a deep breath in. I exited my car and walked up the house and opened the door. I had a stapler in my car and I brought it in with me. I had no idea why it was even there but I guess I needed it now. I stepped inside and let about half the metal stapler hang out of my hand. Andy was turned around and a few feet from the door. CC and Jake were just coming off the stairs. Andy’s head snapped back to me. His mouth turned into a grimace and he lunged towards me. I brought my right hand across my body and whipped it back the proper side slapping Andy with half of a stapler.

“HOW FUCKING DARE YOU SLAP YOUR OWN SISTER!” I screamed in his face. “SHE WAS HAVING AN ANXIETY ATTACK AND I WENT TO GO GET HER BECAUSE YOU WERE BARELY SOBER ENOUGH TO SMILE! DON’T YOU EVER FUCKING TOUCH HER LIKE THAT AGAIN!” His face had a rapidly forming welt and a bruise coming forward. “YOU ARE SO FUCKING DISGUSTING. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE MY FRIEND.” I was still screaming.

“I didn’t mean to.” He said whimpering.

“OH BOO HOO! You are whimpering like a bitch Andy, knock it off.” He nodded and stood up straight and pressed his mouth into a straight line. I dropped the stapler and left the house, leaving everyone in shock. Now it was time for my Starbucks fix.

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