where am i?

“where are we going again?” I ask andy
“well, since you ripped my shirt off, we are going to my house first.”
“then after that we are just gonna go walk around LA. “
“okay, cool.” I said
I decided to wear my grey skater dress and turquoise vans. Andy begs me to let him straiten my hair, I finally give in and let him, while he straitens my hair, I do my makeup, then we go to his house.
Andy runs I and changes, then we leave, I tell andy that I forgot until now that I was supposed to go get my hair dyed. He says “no problem babe, I can take you.” I smile and we go to the hair salon.

I sign in and proceed to a chair, and andy sits in the chair next to me, he takes a long look in the mirror and turns to me with the most serious face ive ever seen and says “I think im gonna dye my hair pink.” We both burst into laughter and the women gets to work on bleaching my hair, andy asks me “hun, what color are you dying your hair?”“purple.” I say with a smile, he just smirks.

We finished up there and headed out into the busy streets of LA. We walk around for a while and ecide to go to a restraint, we go to olive garden and order our food, whe have been done eating for a while now, but we stay and talk,

“oh my gosh andy, we have been here talking for four hours.” I say laughing and he laughs as well
“I could talk to you forever,” he says staring in to my eyes with those perfect blue eyes of his. We stay like that for a while, just silent, looking into each others eyes, as if we were never going to see them again, andy leans in and kisses me, “I swear biersack, every time you kiss me you make me feel like ive never been kissed before, I get butterflies in my stomach and everything goes numb, and I never want it to end.” I say
“I promise you it never will.” He says kissing me again.
I smile at the thought of that, the thought of how I was finally making my dad happy, doing what he said, finding love, and this time, I never wanted to let go, thats when I saw him, the man who wrecked into my the first day I met andy, it was my step father, the man I hadn’t seen since I was four and my mom left with him, never looking back, never calling or anything, just saying these final words to me before she left “I hate you, I never loved you and I hope you die.”

That’s when it hit me.




He was trying to kill me.

Notes

hey, so I know I said I was going to update yesterday, but im a fucking clumsy arrogant asshole, and was running downt the stairs and fell and broke my ankle. YAY ME! and after I got home from the emergency room I didn't feel like writing, I just read a few other chapters and went to bed, but anyways, hope you ike it, ive been waiting to put y=that last part ing there for a while now, so comment what you think, or any ideas, and vote, bye bye my lovelys
love, emmaliee :)