Andy's POV:

I ring the doorbell again impatiently.
"Hold on I'm coming!" She yells from inside. She opens it and stops when she sees us.
She’s wearing a pair of leggings and a Pierce The Veil tank top. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying and her checks are stained with fresh and old tears. Her hair is sticking out everywhere and her skin is very pale. She looks like she hasn't slept in days. She's a wreck. Her bruises are healing and are not as dark but you can still see them. She tries to shut the door but i put my hand on it, keeping it from closing.
"Whoa, hold on." I say pushing the door open. I step in front of the door so she can't close it.
"What do you want?" She snaps and Ashley snickers. I hold up a big stack of papers.
"I brought you your work and me and Ashley's because your gonna do it and have it done by Sunday." I say shoving the papers in her face. She sighs and takes them, I push her to the side and me an Ashley come in.

Summer's POV:

Andy holds the papers to my face. I sigh and take them. Andy pushes me back and him and Ashley walk in. I sigh again and shut the door. They both sit down on the couch and Ashley pulls his phone out.
"Are you going to get your guests something to drink?" I sigh and lay the papers on the table. I walk into the kitchen and I get two glass cups from the cabinet. I get the juice from the fridge and I fill the cups up. I hear footsteps and Andy comes around the corner alone. "So, is your dad here?" He asks resting his elbows on the edge of the counter. I sigh and shove the cup towards him.
"No, he's on a business trip, wont be back till Monday..." I sigh. Andy laughs lightly. I roll my eyes.
"Give me your arm." Andy says.
"What? No, I will not." I say stepping back. He quickly stands up straight.

He looks at me intently, trying to read me, to see what I'm thinking. I hear more footsteps and Ashley comes in.
"Go make yourself look decent. The guys are coming over and they don't need to see you like this."
"Wait. There coming over?" Ashley has a smug look on his face.
"Yes. Problem with that?" I can do this, I just have to wait till Monday, and I'll be free.
"No." I mumble. I sigh and walk out of the kitchen with them following behind.
"Hurry up. They'll be here in fifteen." Ashley says sitting back on the couch. I drag myself up the stairs, trying not to cry. Now all of them are going to know where I live. Great just great. I go to my bedroom and change into a pair of black skinny jeans and a Falling In Reverse shirt. I go to the bathroom and I look into the mirror. I'm a mess, My eyes are bloodshot red and my hair is tangled. I sigh and splash some cold water on my face, washing away the tears that streak my face. I brush my hair out, I go back to my room and put on my hoodie. I hear noises downstairs and the front door open and close. My phone starts ringing, I look around. Where is it? I find it across the room on the floor, remembering that I threw it. I answer it.

"Yeah?" I ask into the now cracked device.
"Hey Summer are you ok?"
"Umm...Yeah Amber. I guess." I say, she sighs.
"Can I come over a little later?" Wait, what time is it? I look over at my alarm clock, it's 4:00. I cant believe that I slept that long.
"I don't think that's a good idea." I whisper, not wanting them to hear me.
"Why not? Whats wrong?" She asks.
"Nothing. Just...You can come over tomorrow..."
"Summer Get your ass down here!" Ashley yells from downstairs. I sigh.
"Amber, I have to go. Just call me later and we can talk." She sighs.
"Ok. Talk to you later. Bye." The line goes dead. I sigh, I just did that to my best friend. I shake my head and walk downstairs. They're sitting all around the living room, all eyes are on me as I reach the last step. There are two big paper bags on the table.

"Who where you talking to?" Ashley asks. Shit, he heard.
"Amber called, she was just seeing how I was doing." I mumble. CC is looking at me weirdly, not like he's sorry but a different look.
"What are you staring at?" He snaps, an irritated look replacing the last. I look away quickly my face heating up.
"Sit." Andy says pointing beside him. I sigh and sit in between the two people I fear the most right now. I'm so weak, I cry all the time and I never stand up for myself, and when I do, I get my ass kicked. Jinxx says something, but I'm not listening I zone out. I wonder, if I killed myself would my mom come and get me like she said she would, or would she abandoned me, like she did the first time. I know it wasn't her fault, but she could have come and got me sooner. I feel a sharp pain in my rib. I look over at Ashley, he's holding a bottle of vodka. Why does he have that?
"Here." He pushes it into my hands. I look down at the big bottle of clear substance.
"What am I supposed to do with this?" I ask.
"You're going to drink it." Ashley says popping the top off of a beer and taking a big sip.

"No, I don't do that stuff." I say putting it down on the table. Andy chuckles and lights up a cigarette, blowing the smoke in my direction. The smoke fills my nostrils and I cough. I waft it away quickly, but he blows more smoke.
"So you've never drank before? Ever?" Jinxx asks me with an eyebrow raised. I shake my head. Jinxx glances at Ashley and Ashley nods.
"Can you get me some water?" Ashley asks. I sigh,
"Yeah, sure." I mumble going into the kitchen. The two cups of juice are still sitting on the counter. I'll just give him that. I hear multiple footsteps and Jinxx and Ashley come in. Ashley is holding the Vodka. He smiles evilly and places the bottle on the counter.
"Jinxx, I'll call you..." Ashley says, still looking at me. Jinxx nods and leaves the kitchen. I gulp down my fear.
"Drink." He says motioning to the liquor. I shake my head.
"No, why do you want me to drink?" He laughs.
"Hey I'm doing this for you, not for me. If you drink, you wont remember anything."

"What do you mean so I wont remember anything?" I ask. He steps closer and I step back.
"Your last chance..." He says walking closer, I step back even more. After a few steps backward I run into the wall, great he has me cornered. He steps closer, our body's are only an inch apart, he's looking down at me with a smug look. He quickly grabs my wrists and pins them against my chest. And then he does something I never thought he would do, he kisses me...
He kisses aggressively, biting my lower lip harshly. He forces his tongue into my mouth. I try to push him off me, but I'm just wasting the energy I have. He grabs both of my wrists with one hand and I can feel the other hand touch my hip. He continues to kiss me as his hand travels to the button to my jeans. Oh God.
"Ashley Stop!" i whimper, barely audible. A tear slips out of my eye as he unbuttons my jeans.
"Ashley, what are you doing?" A deep voice asks. Ashley stops kissing me and sighs, he looks over his shoulder still holding my wrists.
"What do you think?" He asks. His grip is a little looser so I kick him in the shin as hard as I can and he lets go.

"Fucking Bitch!" He screams out. I try to run out of the kitchen but Andy blocks me. Ashley picks me up from behind, and drops me. I fall to the ground with a thud, and groan loudly. The impact, and sudden movement sends a searing pain through my ribs.
Ashley grabs the bottle of Vodka and kneels beside me.
"Jinxx!" He screams sounding angry. I slowly sit up as Jinxx rushes into the kitchen.
"Hold her." Ashley says.
"No." I say trying to get to my feet. Ashley just laughs at me. Jinxx pushes me to my knees and wraps his arms around me.
"Stop, please. Just leave me alone." I plead. CC and Jake come in and stand beside Andy.
Ashley opens the bottle and holds it up to my mouth. I shake my head and close my mouth. Ashley growls and holds my nose. After 15 seconds I open my mouth to breath. Ashley shoves the tip of the bottle in my mouth and tips it upward. The liquid pours into my mouth and down my throat. The taste is very strong and it burns my throat. He pulls it away for a second but pours more into my throat. I choke on the burning liquid, and I'm feeling lightheaded. Ashley puts the bottle down.

"Light up a cigarette." Ashley says to Andy. Andy gives him a questioning look but slowly complies. While he does that I resist the urge to throw up.
"Here give it to me." Ashley says to Andy. Andy hands Ashley the burning cigarette.
"Jake, pull her shirt up." I squirm as Jake kneels down and pulls my hoodie and shirt up, exposing all of my stomach. Ashley brings the cigarette to my stomach. I scream as it burns deep into my skin. Even after he pulls the cigarette away the burning sensation stays. I cry a few tears. I gasp as he puts it against my stomach again.
"Ashley please stop." My head is hurting and my stomach feels like its on fire. He just laughs and I cry even more. Why can't this just end? I want it to end, I want to be gone, I wish I could leave, I want to die. I feel the cigarette on my stomach again, but this time its held there. I scream and a hand covers my mouth, but the cigarette stays.
"Ok. That's enough." Andy says. Ashley growls and pulls the cigarette away. Why did Andy say that? Since when does he care how much pain Ashley puts me in? Ashley picks the bottle back up and puts it to my lips, making me gulp down more of the toxic substance.

Andy's POV:

Ashley makes her drink more of the Vodka. She coughs and gasps but he keeps forcing it down her throat. Then her pours some of it on her burns. Her screams are muffled but still pretty loud. CC looks at me.
"Andy, I think that's enough. Make him stop." I bite my lip, and watch. Ashley makes Summer stand up. She can barely hold herself up and she's shaking violently.
"Take off your jeans." Ashley says to Summer. Fear plasters her face.
"What?" Summer and I ask together. Why is he making Summer take her jeans off?

Summer's POV:

Ashley makes me stand up. My head hurts and I feel so dizzy. My ribs are throbbing and the burning sensation on my stomach has gotten worse.
"Take off your jeans." Ashley says. He wants me to what? I can't think straight and my heart is pounding so hard it hurts.
"What?" I ask, not even sure if I said it right. Ashley glares at me.
"I said take off your jeans." Ashley says. I laugh at him, which is probably not the best thing to do.
"No. You sick freak.." My words are slurred. Ashley charges at me and pushes me. I quickly lose balance and fall to the ground. Ashley grabs my pants and starts pulling them off. I scream an kick while the others watch. He finally succeeds at getting my jeans off. Then he grabs the bottom of my hoodie and shirt at the same time and pulls them off, leaving me in my bra and panties.

I quickly try to cover myself from their eyes. CC's not even looking at me, he's staring at the ground.
"Dude, what are you doing?" Andy asks Ashley. Ashley smiles,
"Just having a little bit of fun. Why not? She has a nice body." Ashley says looking me up and down. I feel so sick. I quickly crawl over to the trashcan and I puke my brains out.
"No Ashley, you're not doing that." Andy says in between me throwing up. After I've thrown up everything on my stomach, which isn't much, I lean up against the wall beside the trashcan. I'm shaking badly, and I feel so weak. Its very hard for me to keep my eyes open, I feel so tired.
"Why not?" Ashley asks.
"Because your not." Andy says sternly.
"And it's wrong." CC says. Ashley growls.
"fine. Whatever." He kneels beside me and kisses me one last time. I don't even have the strength to fight back.
"This isn't over." He whispers before standing up.

"Can we just leave?" CC asks. They all nod in agreement.
The last thing I remember before the darkness consumes me is calling Andy's name.

Notes

Hey guys,
I'm feeling Alone. I had nothing else to turn to so I decided to write another chapter.
Always try to stay positive, I know its hard sometimes, trust me I know. But things will get better eventually. And if its just someone you need to talk to, Someone to tell you you matter then message me. I'm always here to talk about these things because I know how it feels.
~Bye