That Was on Purpose ~ Andy Biersack *Completed

--Tessa's POV--

I pulled out of the driveway, not saying a word as I tried to hide the bright red marks covering my body and tears streaming down my cheeks.

"Mom, I want you to tell me the truth." Michael said.

" Michael, it's fine." I said sternly. "Stop asking."

He folded his arms over his chest. "No mom, it's not fine!"

"Don't talk to me like that!"

"Oh, I can't shout at you but you'll let him hit you?!"

"I wasn't!"

"Yes you were!"

"No, I wasn't! Don't use that tone with me!"

"Had this been going on the whole time?"

"No. No, it hasn't."

"So what, he hits you out of the blue?

"Michael, your dad is a complicated man. Leave the topic alone for now, I promise...I promise I'll tell you more later."

He sighed and stopped, seeing I was close to tears. Michael doesn't need this. I just want to protect him. That's why I left Andy in the first place.

We drove around town for a bit before I finally landed at Ashley's house. I knew it was a stupid, rude thing to do, but Ash and I had been close over tour. Besides, I didn't have to tell him anything that happened. I could make up some lies on spot. "Now Michael, this is something I'm going to have to deal with...I need you to just go along with whatever I say, okay? Even if it seems crazy." I said as we neared his house. Michael nodded, staring out the window at the droplets of rain beginning to form. I pulled into the neighborhood and sighed to myself, the breath coming in shaky and inconsistent. I couldn't believe he'd done it. My arms were sore, and he'd gotten a few good hits on my stomach. But my wrists were really killing me; he'd grabbed my right one so tight I thought it might be sprained. It certainly felt like it. But nonetheless, I had to protect Michael.

That was what I'd been doing all along, protecting Michael. I would have gladly slit my wrists and jumped a bridge, but I had a kid and I had to raise him and make sure he didn't turn out as fucked up as his father. And that's what I did. But now it's all crumbling, all my work destroyed within one blow. It was my fault, too. I shouldn't have ever trusted him. I let the bomb right inside and welcomed it's fire.
I pulled next to the driveway and snapped down the mirror on the felt car ceiling, checking my face. My mascara had run a little and my cheek was red. I wiped away the bottom of my eyes and pinched the other cheek to make it equally bright. I'd blame it on bad blush.

--Ashley's POV--

"Fuck..." I mumbled between gasps, the blonde below me making small moans as I thrusted deeper and harder each time. My fingers dug into her hips and I felt my climax when suddenly...

Knock knock knock.

I paused a moment and she brought her head up. "What was that?" She asked. "Probably mail. It can wait." I said with a mischievous wink, continuing. She giggled and let out a pleasured groan as I slammed into her g-spot, biting the tan skin of her neck. My hands traveled up her stomach, fondling her breasts. My climax began to build, like soda bubbling in a glass...

Knock knock knock.

"Who the fuck is that?" I groaned, not stopping this time. "Oh...Oh...Mm...J-Just leave it..." She moaned loudly. I dipped my head back down and continued to thrust.

"Ashley! If you're in there..." A voice from outside called.

The voice sounded familiar...It took me a moment, but I finally placed it to a face. Tessa. I should see what she wants. "One sec!" I called back. I speed thrusted until I climaxed inside her, groaning. I pulled out with a wink. "Thanks babe." I said. "Wait! I didn't finish!" She complained. "That's not my concern, go out the back door! I have important company!" I retaliated, pulling a shirt and some jeans on and brushing my hair. I tossed her the money and she groaned, brushing past me and making me chuckle. It wasn't my problem, she was here to make me happy. I jogged over to the front door and opened to, indeed, find Tess and Michael. But no Colin or Andy. "Hey Tessa!" I said. "What do you need?" Tessa smiled, but something didn't seem right. "I was just...Uhm, Andy needs some time at...by himself, is it okay if...iss it okay if we stay with you?" She asked. I studied her face. She looked like she was about to cry. "Of course! Come on in." I said, doing a funny little dance to lighten the atmosphere. "Thanks." She said wryly. But, as she walked past me, I heard her whisper, "I need to talk to you."

Notes

Thank you guys SO much for taking what I said last chapter into consideration!!! I love you all so so much!
QUESTION : What do you think Andy is doing? How will Ashley react?