You're My Fallen Angel

I woke up the next morning to a good morning text from Andy. Andy: Good morning babe, I know you won't be awake for another hour or two. I'm out practicing with the band getting ready to leave today. I love you <3. I loved getting those texts from him. I got dressed and went downstairs to get some breakfast. After I finished eating there was a knock at the door. I went to answer it and standing right in front of me was my dad. What. The. Hell. "What the fuck are you doing here?!" "I came to get you and take you home." "Are you out of your fucking mind. That's not gonna happen you psychotic fuck. I'm not going anywhere with you. You killed mom. You beat her to the point where she killed herself. I found her you asshole!" He took his other hand out from behind his back. Next thing I know I wake up in my old room. I looked for my phone to text Andy but I couldn't find it and I had a killer headache. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and coming to my door.

"I told you to clean this fucking house. Since you didn't do it you're going to get punished." He hit me and punched me until he saw blood coming from my face. I found my phone and texted Andy.
Me: S.o.S my dad kidnapped me. Andy come get me. Get me out of here.
Andy: Holy fuck. I'll be there in a second. Get ready to climb out you're window just like old times.
I climbed out of my window and there was Andy waiting. "We got to go. We're gonna go home and get your clothes and go to the tour bus. We'll get you cleaned up there." I nodded and we left that house.

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