With Knives And Pens, We've Made Our Plight
Chapter three
Andy's P.O.V
Is this really happening? I only knew Erin for less than 24 hours and she is going to move out of her house to live with me. Its like we were meant to be, how is it even possible? is this how love actually feel's like? well, I don't know.
Now me and Erin are going to her house to get her clothes. We looked around her house and her parents weren't home. "They probably went to the bar, they usually go there 3 times a week and today is one of the days. They won't be back until another hour passes by. So we need to be quick." Erin said while unlocking the door. We walked in and there were glass bottles everywhere. from Jack Daniels to Vodka bottles . "Wow, this is-" " Horrible? yeah, they have been alcoholics for 12 years. Surprisingly they are not dead from alcohol poisoning." she interrupted.
We walked into her room and started packing her clothes. I opened a drawer and it was filled with shining metal blades. "I'm sorry..." Erin whispered. Tears started to stream down her face. I hugged her tight and didn't let her go. "shh, it's ok. We'll get through this. It sucks, it really does believe me. We all have been there." I said. I stroked her hair and calmed her down. "It will be ok" i said while looking into her eye's. i gently kissed her cheek and lifted her up from the ground. we finished packing and left her house.
"Andy?" Erin asked. "Yes?" i replied. "Why are we doing this? why would you even care for me? we only knew each other for a day and here i am living with you. What the hell is going on?" she said. i slowly stopped the car and turned off the engine. i looked at her, "Erin, the reason i am doing this is because i care. i care because it hurts me to see other's deal with pain and hate when they don't deserve it. and another reason is because.." i couldn't finish. "because of what?" she softly whispered. "is because, i kinda like you" i said embarrassingly.
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5/30/13