All I Need Is Your Love

I stared blankly at him. "Andy I just got divorced though." He looked at me. "You don't have to say yes just yet. I want you to think about it. You don't have to say yes today or even tomorrow. Hell you don't even have to say yes or no till next month." I smiled. "Just give me time to think about it."
"You can have all the time in the world." I grabbed his hand and we continued walking around the park with Azalea. I can't wait till she starts walking and talking. She still is a bit far from cooing. "Andy I need to get Azalea boo home. It's almost dinner time for her." He looked down at the little baby that's asleep in the stroller. "Okay let's get this little one home."
Once we reached the car I took Azalea out of the stroller and started buckling her up while Andy put the stroller in the trunk. "Ana?" I heard the voice that haunts my dreams every night. I turned around praying that I was just hearing things.
"Da-dad?" I whispered. "Ana, is that your baby?" I didn't answer. I was waiting for Andy to tell him to fuck off but Andy wasn't saying anything. Steve grabbed my face with a lot of force and turned it to look at him. "I said is that your child?" He growled at me. I still wouldn't reply. My dad let go off my face and I began hoping that it meant he was leaving till I felt pain begin to surface as blood seeped down my face. "Get away from her!" Andy growled. I finally found where he was at. Some person was holding him back. He was trying to break free from their grip. "Shut the fuck up you faggot." Steve yelled back at him. "Steve! Leave him the hell alone. Let this be between you and me!" I jumped up out of the car. "Now let Andy go so he can take care of that little baby in the back seat!"
"Let the emo kid go Justin" he listened and let Andy go. Justin? Justin as in Britney's Justin? "Ana get over here." Steve said calmly I stepped away from the car. I was about two steps away from the guy I call my dad. "What do you want Steve?" I turned my head to the sound of the car door closing. "Ana get in the car." Andy yelled after me. "No, not till I find out what he wants." Andy sighed. "Andy just take her home. Nothing will happen to me. I promise, just make sure that little girl in the back seat gets home."
"Ana I can't leave you."
"Andy please just go." I looked up at my father who had a smirk on his face. "And as for you, Justin has to leave." The smirk left his face. "Fine. Justin get the fuck out of here." With those words, he took off running down the street. "Andy I told you to take her somewhere safe!" Andy started the car and began to drive off. I hope I didn't make mistake by sending Andy away. "What do you want?" I growled at him. "You know damn well what I want." I honestly have no clue what he wants. "I have no idea what you want." He chuckled. "I want my revenge. You killed my wife. It's all your fault she's not around anymore."
"Are you freaking stupid? She died from a drug overdose. I did nothing to her!" Steve began stepping closer to me. "Get away from me!" I growled. "Oh Ana, how about you just shut the hell up." I felt anger rage up inside me. "No. I'm not going to shut up. I'm done concealing my thoughts and my ideas. I'm not going to let you hold me back anymore!" He chuckled. "You idiot." He shoved me to the ground. I barely caught myself on my hands. I can feel the gravel going into my hands. I got back up as quickly as possible. "I'm not holding you back. You're holding yourself back. I can see it in your face. I see something that's hurting you. I'm gonna be a good-ish father and take you away from your problems. Now let's get the fuck out of here."
"I can handle my own problems! You don't even know what hurt looks like or you would have noticed when you first started hitting me!" He chuckled. "Well I tried." Steve grabs me by the collar of my shirt and starts to walk to a truck across the parking lot. "I'm not going with you!" I screamed and pulled away from him. My shirt ripped from the force of me pulling away. He started laughing. "You idiot. Hey Justin come out now." Justin came out from behind a tree. How the hell did I not notice that he was hiding behing a tree? Justin started laughing as he approached me. I stepped back and arms wrapped around me. I screamed and started kicking at the person behind me. Justin started laughing even more. "Bring her to the truck."
"Okay." The guy mumbled. "Put me down" I pleaded. Why did I have to tell Andy to leave? He's going to blame himself for the decisions I made. I should've known my dad would pull something like this. "Stop squirming!" I didn't listen and I just kept kicking my legs out. "Steve will you come open the damn door."
"Well fuck Damian can't you have Justin do it?" Steve said sounding annoyed. Justin walked over and opened the truck door and tried shoving me in the back seat. "Stop squirming!"
"Fuck you!" I spit in his face. "If that's how you want to play, fine." Justin put me down on the ground and I began to take off running but then I heard a bang and I was laying on the ground, clenching my hip in pain. Damian walked over to me and picked me up and threw me in the back seat of the truck. I screamed in pain. "Give her something for the pain or at least something that will knock her out" Steve said as he pulled himself into the drivers seat. Justin nodded and pulled a needle out from this box he had in the seat next to him. Damian grabbed my arm with force and Justin stuck the needle in my arm. Soon everything in the car was spinning and I started to feel noxious. I closed my eyes tightly and the pain faded away.
Andy's pov
I pulled into our drive way and Azalea was crying her face off. I got out of my car and I grabbed Azalea and walked inside. "Shh Azalea it will be okay. Momma will be fine. I promise she will. I won't let anything happen to her." She was still crying. I tried giving her a bottle but she didn't want that. Her diaper didn't need to be changed, rocking her wasn't doing anything either. "Andy, what's wrong with Azalea and where is Ana?" Ashley said walking in the living room. "It's a long story. I'll tell you when she's not crying anymore." Ashley took her from me and he did everything I did and she still wouldn't stop crying. Jake walked in holding hands with a girl. "Oh good you two are here, but where's everybody else?" I looked up at him and told him the same thing I told Ashley. "Oh well guys, I would like you to meet my girlfriend Ella." The girl next to him started blushing. "Hi. Whose this cute little baby." Ashley kind of stiffened up. "This is Azalea. Mine and Ana's baby." Ella smiled. "Can I hold her? Maybe she'll stop crying but where's the momma?" Ashley handed Ella his daughter then he turned to look at me. "Okay guy's just don't get mad at me, Steve showed up at the pond and Ana made me take Azalea somewhere safe." Ashley ran out the house and drove off. "Andy how long has it been since you left Ana with her dad? Also how stupid are you to leave her with him!" Jake started to raise his voice. "Jakey, stop yelling I got Azalea to go to sleep. I'm sure you guys don't want her to wake up and start crying again." Jake looked at her and we both smiled at the baby asleep in her arms. "Oh Jake I left Ana there like half an hour ago." He looked at me as if he wanted to murder me. "Ella, would you be able to watch Azalea till we get back?" She nodded and I followed Jake out the door. We drove to where me and Ana were at before we ran into her dad. "Jake, she's not here anymore." I felt tears begin to form behind my eyes. How could I be so stupid and leave her here with Steve. Ana wanted me to take Azalea somewhere safe. I had to, Azalea can't defend herself yet. "Andy do you think you might know where Steve took her?" I looked down. "I have no clue."
Ana's pov
When I woke up from what felt like a deep, I realized I was back in hell. The last place I ever wanted to be in. I was back in my old room at my dad's house. My hands handcuffed to the bars of the bed frame along with my feet. My hip was wrapped up and I had an IV in my arm. What's going on here? Why does my dad want me to live here with him. "Hey Ana, you're up now. I was beginning to worry that you weren't going to wake up for quite a while." Damian said calmly as he started walking to me. "You know I've known your dad for years now but do you know the truth of why your life happened the way it did? Did he ever tell you?" I looked up at him all confused. "I guess he didn't tell you. Where should I begin. When you were about three my dad and your dad played poker every friday night. Your dad lost all of his money to my dad and let's just say your father bet you to be my bride if he lost. My father gladly took that bet knowing he would win. We all know he lost." He paused and sat down next to me on the bed. "When your mother found out, she freaked out on your dad. She wanted you to find a guy you loved and not some guy that you're going to be forced to marry." Damian continued. "When you were about five your mom couldn't take the thought of you being forced to marry someone all because of your dad so she started doing drugs and soon those drugs didn't work as much then she started doing more harder drugs. Your father saw what losing you in a bet did to your mother and he knew he had to stop loving you. He already knew you would never love him if you found out. Your dad started hitting you when you were about six. He knew it would be the only way to keep you distant from him and that it would make him feel as if you weren't his daughter." I felt tears form behind my eyes. "Hitting your kid is never the answer. Violence isn't the answer." I said with a cold tone. "Anastasia your dad has always loved you." I began crying. "No he doesn't if it was true he would have never done any of the things he has done."
"Darling don't cry." He whipped the tears off of my face. "I'll make everything okay." He climbed on top of me. "Get off me" he laughed. "Don't give me an attitude after I just told you the truth about things. Just let me take the pain of your past away." I tried to move in attempt of getting him off of me. "Darling that's not going to work. You're mine and have been mine since you were ever so little."
"No I'm not. I belong to no one. I will never belong to anyone." He looked at where my shirt was ripped at. "Oh look you already started ripping your clothes off for me. Oh how sweet of you. I love you darling." I spit in his face. "I will never love you! I love my daughter and I- I even love Andy!" It felt so good to say I love Andy. He slapped me. "He does not love you or Azalea. I love you and that baby!" An alarm started beeping. "It's your medicine time." Damian stood up and went to the dresser and pulled out a drug wrapped in tin foil. When he unwrapped it, it looked like some sticky substance. "Don't be afraid, it's only a little heroine" he put the drug into a needle. "Stay away from me!" I tried to break my arms free but he still managed to stick the needle in my arm. The room started to spin and my heart began to pound fast and faster. There was a rushing feeling going through my veins.

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