I Love You More Than I Could Ever Scream

After the boys and I hung out for a while, I decided to go home and pack my stuff. We were going to leave for the next stop tonight, giving me only a few hours to pack. Andy wanted to come with me, to "help me pack". I looked up at him, sitting on my bed, lazily going through my things. Yeah, totally helping. A small smile found its way onto my lips as I packed a couple shirts into my suitcase. I was actually going with Black Veil Brides on Warped Tour. They were my idols. My heroes. And, now, my friends. It seemed unreal. But here Andy was looking through my small collection of books, acting as if this was completely normal. I stuffed some jeans into my suitcase, looking up at Andy under my hair, trying not to be completely obvious that I was staring at him. I didn't know if they considered me a friend as well though. Andy seemed to care but what if this was all a joke? I expected someone to jump out of my closet any moment and yell 'Surprise! You fell for it!!' I put a couple pairs of shoes in my bag and went to my small bathroom. I grabbed my brush, my makeup bag, and my other toiletries, quickly walking back into my room. As I put those in my bag, I noticed Andy was staring at me. I gave him a small, confused smile, grabbing the last essentials I needed and putting them in then zipping up my suitcase.
"Umm, I need to change...."I told him, blushing slightly. He smirked, standing up.
"I'll be in the living room..." He trailed off, stepping out of the room and closing the door behind him. I quickly changed into a white A Day To Remember shirt, grey skinny jeans with rips in them, and my Chuck Taylor's.
"Andy? I'm ready," I said, dragging my suitcase out of the room behind me, turning the light off on my way out. He stood there, staring at my picture of me and Julie.
"Who's this?" He asked, glancing at me for a second before looking at the picture.
"Julie. I work with her at the bakery. She's my best friend." I didn't mention that she was my only friend, deciding that he didn't need to know all the gloomy details of my crappy life. "Speaking of work, can I call my boss real quick? I need to tell them I'll be off for...How long will I be gone?"
"The rest off tour is a month and a half, and sure," He told me, smiling at me kindly.
I fished my phone out of my pocket, dialing my boss', number and walking outside, closing the front door as I left.
"Hello?" James, my boss, answered.
"He it's Kennali. Can I take off work for a little while?" I asked, fiddling with the hem of my shirt nervously.
"How long?" He asked, sounding annoyed.
"Umm, about a month and a half..." I told him, trailing off.
"What?! No, you can't, Kennali!" He yelled, angrily. My mood flared, and my eyes filled with angry tears.
"I never take off work, James! I'm your best employ," I replied, practically yelling into the phone.
"I don't fucking care, Kennali! You're coming to work tomorrow, and you don't get a single day off!" He said, his voice snotty and rude.
In my rage, I suddenly yelled, "No! You know what? I quit! You can't boss me around and tell me what to do anymore! I'm sick of you abusing your authority, and I willingly taking it because I need the money! Goodbye James," I snapped the phone shut, not letting him reply.
I stood there for a minute, my fists clenched in anger as I tried to calm down.
"Kenna?" Andy asked, the door opening a second later. He took one look at my face, and pulled me into a hug. I started to cry. I don't know why, exactly, but damn did the tears flow. I shook violently as I sobbed, my body suddenly slumping in defeat, and my anger suddenly left me, leaving me numb.
"I-I couldn't h-h-help it. I didn't k-know what else t-to do. I j-just got so m-m-mad and--" I started to sob out but Andy shushed me, letting me go so he could look into my eyes.
"I know, baby. I know. I heard everything, and from what I could tell he treated you like shit and you didn't need that, rather you were getting paid or not," he told me, trying to comfort me. But all i could hear was baby baby baby baby baby. That one word ran through my head. My tears stopped, as I smiled slightly into his chest. He called me 'baby'. Rather he considered me his baby or if it just came out in the spur of the moment i didn't know, but i couldn't help the warm feeling in my heart. He looked down at me as I looked up at him. Baby.

Notes

Omfg guys! 500+ views!! :O Thank you so so sooo much! I thought that I would update again today, due to this amazing accomplishment :) Anywho happy 4th of July ya'll <3 I hope you enjoy this chapter even though it was super boring :P Sooo, Kenna quit her job. What do you think she will do next? Comment below if you want, lovelies ;)