I Will Love You Forever

After we all got to the hotel where the band was staying and apparently Ashley and Andy were sharing a room so Vannah, Ashley, Andy, and I walked into the room. It was HUGE!! There were two king sized beds and one huge bathroom. I told Vannah I was going to change in the bathroom and while I was in there Andy asked Vannah if I was using the bathroom. She said no and he walked in on me while I was half naked. He looked at me with wide eyes then closed the door behind him. I heard Ashley laughing at him. I got done changing, doing my hair, and washing my makeup off I walked out of the bathroom. Ashley had gone to get ice and liquor, Andy was sitting on the couch watching Batman, and Vannah was playing on her laptop. She looked up and said, "You're finally out!! You took like an hour to change and get your hair done!" I looked at the clock and said, "No. It's only been fifty nine minutes!" Andy looked over and laughed. I then walked over and sat by him on the couch. He looked at me and said, "Sorry about walking in on you. I um..." I looked at him and said, "You um what?" He replied shyly, "I liked what I saw..." I laughed and scooted closer to him. He leaned his face in until our noses were touching then he kissed me. It was perfectly timed because Ashley had just walked in and yelled, "DING DANG WHO'S YOUR BOSS?!" Vannah laughed, Andy snarled, and I almost peed myself because scared me. Andy looked at him and said, "You interrupted us..." And Ashley said, "I should keep you kids together. We don't want any funny business do we now?" Andy then stood up. He was taller than Ashley and he looked down and laughed. Then he said, "Ash you're an idiot. I don't even want to know what happens when you have your own hotel room" Andy sat back down and I put my hand in his jaw. I didn't have my bracelets on and he looked at my wrists. He looked at me and said, "Sweetheart. Why'd you do that. I'm here to talk to now and I don't want you cutting anymore. I'll do whatever it takes to make you stop." I looked at him and answered his question, "The last time I cut was last year. My dad had just passed away and I decided to go out with a guy I met online. He bought me dinner, kissed my neck, called me his one and only. Then he brought me home. He slapped me, punched me, broke a glass on my head, then he raped me. After he was done he called me a fat and ugly slut that didn't deserve to live. I broke up with him and he continued to text me calling me horrible things. I believed him so I broke my razor and started dragging the blade across my skin until I felt better." I started crying remembering the past and he enveloped me in a warm hug.

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