I cried my eyes out, it was red, swollen and to be honest it was hard to see. My nose was clogged up and so was my life. But what i really wanted know was someone to hold me. Someone like Andrew. My Andrew. But i could not. How did he know Ronnie? I sighed heavily and pulled out of my laptop. A tissue in one hand and his tie around my neck. Opening the search engine i typed in his name in our local data base. Three Andrew Biersack pops up. Guessing he is not a fifty year old man who survived cancer, or a thirty five year old who died in a car accident. So it must be this one.

Double clicking on his name everything came up. My brow arched seeing a photo of Ronnie and Andy together, they looked happy. Lowering my eyes i read the head line. "Best friends and partners go extreme." Oh,,, I was so confused, so dazed so dumbfounded. Another article popped up. There my eyes grew wide. "Oh my god."

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fifteen minutes later i slammed the laptop shut just as the door was knocked on. Breathing heavily i walked towards it opening it to see Andy. "No." I snapped slamming the door shut, he slide his foot in yanking the door opened. "What do you want Andrew, i told you to leave me alone."

"Can we please talk. Please Maxine. Give me a chance." He whispered. "I am begging you."

I was giving him a chance. But he had to tell me himself. "Please come on in than." I whispered waiving him inside. He sighed and stepped into the motel room slamming the door shut behind us. "Do you want anything to drink?"

"If you say it like that than no. You might poison me."

"Don't temp me. But i rather break your face." I seethed hugging my body tight.

He chuckled and brushed his hair back. "You missed me."

"No- No i don't" I scoffed irritably. "Why would i miss someone that broke my heart?"

"Because you are wearing my tie," He stated pointing to the skinny black fabric around my neck. "I miss you so much; i-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence shaking his head side to side. "Do you want to have breakfast with me tomorrow?"

"Andrew is there anything you want to tell me?" I whispered licking the bottom of my lip. "Anything at all."

"No." He seethed between his teeth. "Nothing- do you want to go out with me tomorrow morning Maxine."

Here i go. "Why can't i call you Andy?" His head instantly shot up. "Because your wife called you that right?"

"I don't want to talk about that bitch alright."He snapped anger beginning to raise up and my patients were beginning to simmer down. "Okay?"

"You are still married to her. While sleeping with me. You broke my heart already, you really want to break my trust also?" I asked dazed. "Because that's that's what you are doing now." A single tear dripping down my cheek once again. "I pulled the news records from five years ago, throughout four years. A lot of blank spaces were there, like for example how your wife tried to kill you because of you just stroke gold after your father's passing. And that Ronnie was sleeping with her behind her back. But one thing was a bit gloomy. And here i thought i could not hate you more, you knew Kelvin, you knew my fucking ex, he was Krystal's lawyer!"

"Maxine i did not know you- if i did-"

"If you did!" I gasped. "Because of your trial and your mishap with your wife, i got beaten, and i got stabbed and needless to say i got raped a few amount of times by him, cause he lost the case. After he came back from LA, he found his car burned to the ground. I did it. And he track me down, tie me up and raped, stabbed me, beat me and gagged me till i threw up." I bellowed. "Everything is fitting like a puzzle. The only thing piece that is missing is us. Andrew i want you to get hotel room. Leave now. And i never want to see you ever again."

He just glared at me with anger. "No." He snapped. "There is still an us."

"There were never an us. Now get out." I twirled around and walked back to my room sliding the doors closed. I am sick of everything. I wiped off my tears and shook my head slowly. "Stop being a pussy Maxine. You have one, but don't act like one."

Five minutes later there was a knock on the door once again. "Andrew i told- Oh ascot guy hello." I said confused. "What can i do for you."

"Mr. Biersack told me to give this to you." He hand me a piece of paper and walked away. I slammed the door shut and opened it as it reads:

Maxine

You want to know the truth fine. Monday. 65 fort street. Supreme court. Court room 24.

After that i will leave you alone. Forever.

Andy.

He called himself Andy... What is going on here and why should i meet him at the court? Was this about the Harris case now? I wanted to ask him one more thing but i was afraid, i did not know who she was, she had no records nothing. Who was Mia?

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