Lola's POV

When we got in the apartment Andy and I both sat down on the couch, sitting silently for a few minutes. I remembered the pile of pillows on the floor and sighed, "Andy we should clean up.."
"You're right." He sighs too and gets up, grabs my hands and pulls me to my feet also. We start to bring the stuff back into our room, making the bed and adding the pillows. When we finish I wrap Andy into a long hug.
"That was a weird interview.." He tells me and kisses my forehead. I look up at him and nod. I step on my tiptoes to lightly press our lips together, only to be interrupted by a knock at the door.
"It's probably just Sammi." He whispers and kisses me again.
The person knocks again.
"If it was Sammi she would have picked the lock by now.." I tell him after pulling away. I walk out of the bedroom and go to the kitchen.
"I'm coming!" Andy yells before opening the door slightly.
"Who are you?" He asks and doesn't open the door anymore.
"I should be asking you that." Someone says on the other side.
"What do you mean?"
"I meant that I saw my sister come in here and I don't know who you are." The same person says.
"And who is your sister?" Andy asks, slightly worried. He motions with his hand for me to go in the bedroom. I slowly make my way across the apartment only to be stopped by seeing the face of Elizabeth. She sees me and yells, "Lola!"
"Elizabeth?" I whisper, frozen in place by seeing my sister. Not the proper, perfect child I remember though. This one had her once long blonde hair cut to her shoulders messily. She was wearing a pair of skinny jeans and a large grey tshirt. Andy looked at me worried.
"I'm not here to take you back to mom and dad. They want me to talk to you though, I'm not going to tell them where you live or anything like that." She says, "Lola please let me in."
"How do I know that Erik's not right behind you to drag me away?"
"Because I don't like Erik. You know that."
"Andy, it's fine, you can let her in, I guess..." I sigh. He opens the door and lets my older sister in, he closes it tight and locks it before rushing back over to me and wrapping his arm around my side.
"So.. Can we sit and talk somewhere?" She asks. I nod and lead us over to the table, Andy and I sitting across from her.
"Lola, I'm sorry I haven't seen you since my wedding. I just hate Erik that much." She sighs.
"It's fine." I mumble and play with the hem of my dress.
"Umm.. I'm sorry to ask but who are you?" She asks Andy.
"He's my boyfriend." I tell her.
"do you two live together?" Elizabeth asks again.
"Ya. Why does it matter?"
"Because I don't want my little sister moving in with a guy she barely knows and getting hurt." She looks at me and sighs, "I divorced Ryan."
"Oh. Why?"
"He cheated on me. I barely knew him anyway. I don't want you to make the same mistake."
Andy looked up at her and then at me, he said bluntly, "I've been cheated on enough, I wouldn't do that to her."
I smiled at him and quickly leaned in for a kiss. She started tapping her foot after a few seconds, waiting for us to stop.
"Sorry but zoey is at mom's and I need to be quick."
"Ok then tell me why you're here."
"I'm here to tell you that you're making a mistake-"
"You don't have the right to say that!"
"Actually I do, Lola I'm a phsycology major and I know what you're doing."
"What am I doing?"
"Exactly what I did, you're trying to marry out of the family."
"When did we say anything about marriage?" I said sternly and looked at Andy who was staring at his lap, almost guiltily.
"I learned my lesson with marriage, I didn't even want to get married to Erik. I had been trying to get the courage to break up with him for the past 3 years!"
"But why would you suddenly start dating a random guy, no offense Andy, move in with him. And let him take your virginity. Lola! Face the facts. You are trying to get out of the life our parents had set in place for all of us when we were born." She said, annunciating every syllable dramatically. I open my mouth to say something but Andy beats me to it,
"Elizabeth, you don't know me. I do love Lola and yes, I hope that one day we could possibly get married, but I know neither of us are ready for that. I was the one who asked her to move in with me, she had been living with one of my best friends and his wife for a month. It felt right to. And we are both way too young to get married in my opinion. I'm only 22 and Lola 20. We met under the intention of becoming friends but it just so happens that it wasn't meant to be like that. I know Lola and I know she is not trying to marry her way out of the family."
Elizabeth looks between us and sighs, "Andy can I talk to Lola alone?"
"No. If you want to tell me something then andy can be here to." I state firmly and hold Andy's hand tighter than before.
"Then Lola, I don't understand why you would choose him of all people! Look at him Lola! He is not good for you, you know that you should still be a virgin right? I bet he doesn't even have a stable job! What do you do any way Andy?"
Andy sighs knowing her reaction, "I'm in a band. We're actually quite successful.." She had started talking over him before he even finished a sentence.
"See. Lola, he probably is going to end up being a failed rock star who is a alcoholic and uses girls like you, innocent and naive. I mean look at his tattoos. His hair! Lola he is completely goth! He is wearing an emo band shirt-"
"You know who black veil brides is?" I ask hiding a smirk.
"Yes, those awful devil worshippers! They probably are always fucking some groupie, using girls is all that they would do. Or just for the money." She says annoyed.
"Really?" I ask.
"Yes! Why would that matter anyways."
"Stay here." I tell her and run to our room. I grab a bvb shirt with Andy's face on it and bring it back out to her. I set it on the table and she looks between Andy and the shirt. Her mouth forming an o.
"I actually don't make as much money as you would think." He shrugs, used to the hateful reaction from people. "And if you're thinking about me probably leaving every night to go 'fuck some groupie' you have the wrong band member. The only one in our band not in a committed relationship is ashley."
"Lola. I need to get back to zoey soon. Please just know that when he breaks your heart, our parents are there, and I am there for you." Elizabeth stands up and walks out the door, pausing in the door way and telling me, "hallie's here too, she misses you a lot. You're ruining our family Lola. At least she needs you back."
I sigh and run to our room, forgetting about Andy being there for me for a second. I shut the door and slide down to the floor, another sad ball of Lola forming again. My mind starts racing, 'what if she's right, what if I am just trying to marry out of the family. What if I am just using Andy. Could she be right about Andy using me. I mean he could be using me to get over juliet still. I do miss hallie; she wasn't at the wedding because she had exams. I want to see Zooey again too, she always brings a smile to my face. Maybe I should just go see them. Maybe I could invite hallie over. She's 15 so she can't drive.'
a soft knocking comes from the other side of the door dragging me out of my thoughts. Andy's soothing voice comes through the wood, "Lola,"
I start feeling tears coming down my face. 'What if she's right. I can't do this to him. I can't hurt Andy like scout and juliet. I'm not that type of person. I can't live with myself If I did that to him. I love him, maybe it would be better for all of us if I went back to my parents.'
"Lola, can I please come in?" Andy asks through the door. I sigh and scoot away from the door. He turns the knob and kneels on the floor infront of me, engulfing me into a comforting hug. It only causes me to sob even more. I'm going to miss this but it's best for him, I need to go back to my family, if I stay I will only hurt Andy. I love him, but I will only end up doing what I don't want. I've made up my mind.
I have to go.
Andy is making soothing noises and whispering comforting words in my ear. I eventually stop crying. He looks me in the eye and whispers, "Lola, what you're sister said isn't true. I love you and I would never leave you. And I know that you aren't using me either." He softly presses our lips together into what would probably be our last kiss. He pulls away first and pulls me into another hug, whispering in my ear, "we should get some sleep baby."
I nod and reluctantly let go from the hug. We change into pajamas and climb into bed, cuddling together almost instantly. I am able to hold back my tears until I hear Andy's breathing become more even and he sinks into a peaceful sleep. The tears start coming again, I untangle myself, careful not to wake Andy. I get up from the bed carefully and begin to pack, sobbing silently the whole time. I finish around 1:30, I go into Andy's closet and grab one of his shirts to keep. It smells like him, cigarettes and fresh laundry. I sigh and pack it into my bag. I leave him a shirt of my own and the bra I was wearing on the first night we hooked up. I leave them on the table, along with a tear-stained, handwritten note using paper from the notebook Andy made me begin. I sigh and roll my bags out to the front door. Pausing for a moment, I run back to our- his room quietly. I sit next to him on the side of the bed, watching Andy peacefully sleep for about 5 minutes. I lean over and lightly kiss his forehead, then whispering in his ear, "I love you Andy. Goodbye."
A tear falls from my face, dropping on his own pale cheek, sliding down as if it was his own. I sigh and stand to leave, touching my fingers to his lips, then my own. A last touch. I run the same fingers over my tattoo while walking slowly to the door. I pull out my key and place it on the note, another salty tear staining the note as I read the first sentence one last time. My watch reads 2:15 am. It will be too late if I don't leave soon. Sighing again, I grab my bags and open the door to the apartment. Giving my home for the past few weeks a final glance. I silently shut the door and trudge down the stairs, barely able to see through my blurred vision. It had begun to rain while I was packing, I hadn't even noticed. I walk out in the rain past Andy's car, to my own. I stand in the rain for a few seconds, letting the cold drops soak through my clothes as if cleansing me of the last few months. Before shoving my bags in the back seat of my own car and climbing into the drivers seat. I stick the key in the ignition and drive away before I can give it any second thoughts. After half an hour of driving, almost getting into a few accidents, I arrive at the house I haven't seen in a few months. The one I was silently hoping to never see again. Before getting out I pull out my phone and text Sammi:
Lola: Sammi, you are my best friend. I have to do this. Please don't let Andy come after me. I will end up hurting him like everyone else. I love you like family, Tell Jinxx, jake, ashley, and cc that I will miss them. I am reluctantly doing this. Sammi, goodbye. I hope we can see each other again in the future. I will miss you all. So, goodbye.

I send the text and turn off my phone, I will have to get a new number again. I look up at the large colonial house before me, open the door to the car and get my belongings. I trudge to the large wooden doors and knock three times. I am greeted by my mother, who's shocked face obviously didn't expect her plan to work. I smile at her weakly. My voice, broken from the pain I have had to go through tonight, barely manages to say,
"I'm home."

Notes

I actually cried while writing this chapter. Thing is- I don't cry! So sorry to everyone who does get emotional.. Umm also please don't kill me..
One more chapter. Then the sequel.
-c :(