Kissing the Concrete

"How much have you been drinking?" I said, as I was hit by the strong smell of alcohol on his breath.

"Only about half a bottle of whiskey. And a shot of vodka." He responded, as he continued kissing my neck. "I want you Iris."

I gently pushed him away, his expression turning surprised. Could I trust him? Did I dare to kiss him?

"Why'd you push me away?" Andy asked, still extremely drunk and stumbling around, barely able to hold his balance. I thought "what the hell", grabbed his black vest, pushed him back towards me and kissed him right on the lips. It felt so wrong. Yet it felt so right. His tounge gently pushed through my lips, revealing a strong taste of whiskey and cigarettes. It didn't matter. I wanted this moment to last forever.

I retracted my lips after a while, breathing heavily and was left staring into his drunken blue eyes. Even though his dilated pupils refused to focus, his eyes were gorgeous. He threw his arms around me once again, barely able to stand up. Yet he pulled me closer towards his chest, showing a sense of protection. I guess it was a way for him to try seeming less miserable.

"Where is your room?" I asked him.

"Follow me." He said, grabbing my hand leading me upstairs to a bedroom with large windows and a king-size bed. The light from the window created a hauntingly beautiful atmosphere, and fell perfectly on Andy's complexion, highlighting his perfect cheekbones. I felt as if my hand was slowly being crushed, but I didn't want to let go. I didn't want him to fall over, and it felt as if I was the only thing supporting him.

Andy sat down on the bed and burst into tears. This was the most vulnerable I had seen him since the night at the party. I didn't know what to do, and in an attemp to calm him down I kissed his forehead.

"I'm sorry. I don't want you to see me like this." Andy said, burrying his face in his hands. I could see the misery in his eyes.

"It's okay, Andy. It is okay."

"No! It is not okay! Do you know why I wanted you to come here tonight?" He almost screamed at me, my stomach dropping immediately. Why? To break me more than he already had done? To hurt me? I barely wanted to know the answer.

"Please don't. Just don't."

"I wanted to say goodbye, because I am not sure when I'll see you again. I wanted to hold you and kiss you, and tell you that you're the most wonderful person I've ever met."

"I don't even wanna hear it. Please tell me that this isn't real." I said, my heart racing. I was scared for life.

"I've done something really fucking stupid, Iris. Really fucking stupid."

"Please tell me you're playing a prank on me. Please Andy, I don't want this. This isn't funny!"

"I AM NOT JOKING IRIS! Remember the night I saved you from being raped?"

I nodded, tears once again in my eyes. I wondered how long I actually could hold on. One can only take so much pain.

"That night, one of them threatened to kill me. I didn't take it seriously though, imagining that they wouldn't be able to find me anyways, since they weren't faces I recognized. But I saw one of them heckling me at a show a few days back and this afternoon, they sent me a letter."

I couldn't believe it. The one person I had become this attached to was going to be taken away from me, possibly never to be seen again.

"I got drunk so I could forget about all of this, and now I can barely even walk. But I made the stupid decision to call you, because I love you so much it hurts! It truly hurts Iris! I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't breathe without knowing that you are okay! I just wanted to be with you so badly, and now I'm putting you at risk. I need you to leave, Iris. I hope I'll be okay, if so, I'll call you in the morning."

"Have you contacted the police?"

"I have, and they are willing to help me out on this. Unfortunately, they can't track whoever sent the letter, so until something happens, it is useless."

I couldn't help but feeling extremely guilty. If it wasn't for me, nothing of this would have happened.

"I won't leave Andy."

"What?"

"I love you, Andy!" I could barely even believe what I said, but I let it slip. "If you go, I'll be broken. If I stay, I'll do anything to help you, and we'll be in this together."

"If you get hurt and I stay okay, I won't ever be able to forgive myself. A piece of me will die. I knew this was a bad idea, but I couldn't help myself. I needed you." Tears fell down his cheeks.

I kissed his forehead. "We will be okay. We will atleast be together."

"I want you so bad it hurts Iris."

"I love you Andy."

Our lips touched in a passionate kiss, his hands on my hips, pulling me closer to him. I layed my hands on his chest and felt his heart beating fast. I wish I never had to let go.

Our lips were disconnected by the fright as we heard the sound of glass shattering.

Notes

DRAAAMAA!!! Also, CLIFFHANGER!!!

I had not planned for this to happen. All I knew was I wanted something to happen this night. I had thought of having burglars, but I feel like this is more interesting.

What do you think about the story so far? Enjoy the sudden turn of events?