STEPHANIE'S POV------

"Want to talk about it?" Andy asked while rubbing my back.
"I... I guess so." I said," The first time we got in a fight like that, I was in eighth grade. I came home one day after hanging out with some friends. I don't even know what I did wrong Andy. He just snapped. He said I was a little slut. He must have been drunk. I couldn't tell, I was fourteen. He yelled and yelled at me until my mom came home. Walter heard it all. He made me feel worse after that. My life has been so fucked up Andy. I don't know what to do anymore."
Andy just sat there, emotionless. He looked like a statue almost.
"Which time was worse? The last one, or this one?" he asked.
"This one, because you were involved. I hate it when other people get involved in some shit I do, or if they're brought up in a fight or a bad conversation that I'm having with someone. It just... it tears me up." I said.
"I know exactly how you feel babe. Don't worry, I'm here for you." Andy said. I looked at him and smiled. He smiled and kissed me.
"Now, do you want to go do something, or stay here? I can ask Jinxx which room we have." Andy said.
"I don't feel like going anywhere. I'm gonna call Walter." I said pulling out my phone. I dialed his number. He picked up after the first ring.
*CONVO*
"Stephanie? Where the fuck are you, and what the fuck happened with you and dad!?"

"We got into an argument involving Andy. We left, and let's just say, I'm not coming back. The only times are to get my shit, then I'm outta there. You can probably join of you want, I don't think the guys would give a shit."

"I'm gonna fucking talk to dad, but where are you?"

"I'm at Jinxx and Sammi's place with Andy. I'll text you the address of you want."

"Alright. I'll talk to dad first and text you when I'm done. Love You Steph. Bye."

"Love you too Walter. Bye."
*END OF CONVO*

I hung up and looked at Andy.
"What did he say?" he asked.
"He said he was gonna talk to my dad and let me know if he wants to come over here, so our band can still practice. I'm not going back there Andy. In getting my shit and leaving." I said. I was dead serious, and Andy knew that.
"Alright. Let's get you cleaned up, shall we?" Andy asked.
"What the hell do you mean?" I asked. Andy just chuckled and took me to the bathroom. I saw myself in the mirror.
"I looked like this the whole time, and you didn't tell me until now?" I asked getting a washcloth wet.
"Haha. Yep. Sorry babe." Andy said. I cleaned my face. I didn't put any makeup on, seeing as I didn't have any, and I didn't want to use Sammi's. I felt my phone buzz. I looked at the screen. Walter had texted me.

​Walter: Hey. Text Mr that address. I'll be there with the band and some of your stuff. Everything that we can carry will be in the car or whatever we find to carry it.

Me: Thanks Walter. Thank the rest of the band for me too. :) The address is 6660 South Central Ave.

Walter: Thanks. They say your welcome and that they hope you're okay.

Me: Tell them I'm fine. Text me when you get here so Andy and I can help. Bye. :)

He didn't text back after that. Andy and I hung out on the couch for arty least an hour before they got here. We were making out again like yesterday, except without ice and Andy was on top of me this time. My phone buzzed, and andy felt it too. He got off of me and sat next to me. I read the text. Walter was waiting outside with the rest of the band. Andy followed me outside. I greeted everyone with a hug. Afyer hugging them all, I helped woth my things. When were done, I noticed I didnt have my makeup.
"Hey, did you guys grab my makeup?" I asked.
"Got you covered." Melissa said handing it to me. I hugged her and put it away in the bathroom that was connected to mine and Andy's room. I followed andy back inside, with everyone else behind me. I went and regained my spot on the couch next to Andy.
"Walter, are you going back there?" I asked.
"Only with you and Andy to get the rest of your things." he said.
"Let's go then. Everyone except Andy and Walter, stay here. The three of us are gonna be right back." I said. I got a chorus of okays and nodding heads. Walter sat in the back. He let Andy drive and he let me sit next to him. We arrived within twenty minutes. I guess it took a while to put al my shit in the car. I felt badnow, because they had put most of it in the car on the first trip. We went inside.
"So, she decided to come back." my dad said.
"Actually, no. I'm getting my shit and then I'm leaving. You'll be lucky if you see me again." I said. I headed upstairs, but stopped when my dad yelled something.
"I thought I told you to keep that boy out of my god damn house!"
" He's fucking helping me! Whether you like it or not!" I yelled. Andy grabbed my hand and squeezed it as I led him to my room. I collected all the posters that I had, which wasn't many, and grabbed my jewelry. I put my BVB necklace on. Eventually, everything that was left was papers or shit I didn't need nor want. I loaded the last of it into the car and we left... forever.

Notes

Gahh, here's the new chapter. Sorry if i made you wait too long... I havent been in the best mood, cramps, you know where that heads, but music is there for me, so its good
music fixes just about anything. anyway, keep being awesome and i hope you enjoy my story while i feel like shit the next seven days. :P