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Our Dirty Little Secret

Storm, storm, storm...

Abigail's POV
I came out of the shower with a bathrobe. Slammed the door open. Walked out. I glared at Andy.

"Get out. Get of my house. Now," I snapped. Andy looked shocked.

"I don't care where you live, what you eat or whatever crap excuses you give me. I don't want to see you ever again. Get out of my house, now."

"Abbie, why?"

"Just go away!" there are tears in my eyes.

He tried to come near me, but i pushed him away. He left the house with Ash.

I got dressed, and poured milk for Crow. The whole house is quiet, except for the washing machine turning and Crow licking up the milk happily. I got back to doing my chores. But my mind keeps drifting back to Andy. I checked my phone. He didn't even call me after he left. He's probably with some other girl. My heart broke into a million pieces.

I sat on the couch, drawing on my sketchbook again, with Crow on my lap. I realized what i was drawing. Andy. I crushed it, drew another one. Andy again. Crushed it, drew another one. It was a girl crying. Crushed it, drew another. It was a heart, torn into a million pieces. Crushed it. Made some lunch. Wait. Why the hell would i cook a meal for two? It's only me now. Me, myself and I.

A crack of thunder through the sky. Lightning. I hate lightnings. I feel like it is breaking the beautiful sky into two. It rained. I hate storms. I was afraid of storms since i was young. It was always Andy who accompanied me. He would sing me to sleep at night, and in the morning he would be right beside me when i wake up.

He never left.

Now I realized how lonely i was without Andy. I need to leave this house. All of it reminded me of Andy. I ran out, into the pouring rain. I didn't know where to go, I just knew i needed to get out. I ran inside a tattoo shop.

"Do you want a tattoo, dear?" the woman asked.

I just nodded, and showed her my ID.

I got a tattoo on my neck with the BVB logo, and another on my right leg, writing "Fallen Angel" in cursive. It stung. I ran out into the pouring rain again, trying to soothe the pain with rain water. I felt like a lost puppy, nowhere to go. I wandered to a park nearby. I just stood there, enjoying the rain. I felt mad. I cried.

Andy's POV
I was sitting at the bar, at the seat beside the window. I drank and drank, not understanding why Abbie chased me out. I saw a figure run past. Is that Abbie? I looked closer. It is! What is she doing out here in the pouring rain? I ran out of the bar, not caring whether I was drenched or not. I needed to get to her. She might get sick. I owe her too much. Way too much. She stopped at a park, just standing under the rain. A crack of thunder. She shivered. Abbie has always been scared of storms.

But she was never alone.

"Abigail!" I shouted to her while running. I'm out of breath. I don't care. She needs me.

"Abigail!" I shouted again.

Abigail's POV
I heard someone call my name from a distance. Andy. No way. It was just my head.

"Abigail!" the person called again. Couldn't be. Andy never calls me by my name. I turned around.

Notes

I thought that 13 is an unlucky number so i wanted this chapter to be sad...:( O.O Cliffhanger!

Comments

Do want a sad ending or a happy ending?

Something's wrong with the last sentence... is he like bi and cheating on her with Ashley? Not that that would affect my opinion on Andy or Ashley.

YES I FOUND SOMETHING FISHY LIKE WHAT THE FUCK?! IS HE CHEATING ON HER WITH SOMEONE ELSE!?!?!?!?! IMMA BEAT SOME MOFO'S ASS

Year3000 Year3000
3/13/15

I just love your comment. I'M BACK. Haha. This story is awesome. Hope you can update again soon.

I just love your comment. I'M BACK. Haha. This story is awesome. Hope you can update again soon.