Angel from hell

Trevor's P.O.V:
I woke up to a deep voice talking to me. I was being shook. As I opened my eyes, I saw Andy. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. I looked around. I sighed as I remembered yesterday. I looked at Andy, him still trying to get my attention.

"What?" I finally said.

"Get up. Get ready. There's a towel and some clothes over there on that couch. Go ahead and shower and get dressed then meet me back in here." I nodded my head as I stood up. I reluctantly walked over to the other couch and grabbed the towel and clothes. I walked into the bathroom, Andy watching me the whole time.
I locked the bathroom door. I sat the towel and clothes on the towel. I looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like such a mess. I looked like I was homeless, which right now, I basically am.
I took all my clothes off and stepped into the shower. My cuts were healing quite fast. They didn't hurt that much as the water touched them.

I exited the shower and grabbed the towel. I dried off. I looked at the clothes Andy gave me, the shirt being a small KISS shirt, and the pants being leather skinny jeans.
I slid the clothes on. The pants were extremely uncomfortable, but I got used to them. I didn't bring anything. Not even my bag that I kept extra makeup in. I noticed a brush on the counter, I brushed my hair through. I guess I'm going makeupless today.
I exited the bathroom and walked to the living room to see Andy and Juliet sitting on the couch. Andy was looking at his phone and Juliet was sitting back, looking annoyed.
"Hey." I shyly said. Andy looked up from his phone and smiled at me. He stood up.

"You ready?"

"For what?"

"Oh. we are going to the police station. You're going to tell an officer about your dad, okay."

"Okay." I knew I didn't really have a choice.

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When we arrived at the police station, we got out of the car and started to walk to the front doors. Juliet didn't come with us. I could almost guarantee she hated me. Andy walked closer to me. He didn't touch me, just stayed very close.

We talked to a nice lady at the front. A police officer came,her name was Officer Blaine, and took us to this room. It looked like a jail cell that they just used for people to confess stuff in. Me and Andy say in two chairs in front of the desk while she sat behind it.

"Hello, my name is Officer Blaine." She said reaching over the desk to shake my hand.

"Trevor." I said.

"And what is your name and business doing here?" She said to Andy as she shook his hand.

"Andy. I'm Trevor's friend. I'm trying to get her away from her dad."

"Okay, Trevor, go ahead and tell me everything your dad has done."

Heres where I told her everything. Every single thing he's done to me and my mom, I didn't leave out a single detail. I wanted to get away from him. But, while I was almost done explaining everything, I heard Andy's phone go off. As he read his text, he had a fear look in his eyes. He gave his phone to me and let me read it,

"Hello, this is Kevin. I just found Trevor's mom dead in the bathroom. It's all your fault. You took her away from her." I then dropped his phone onto the floor. I sobbed into my hands. Andy picked his phone up and let officer Blaine read it.

"Listen, I know this is very sad, but if your mom is dead, you either have to stay with your dad, or go into foster care." I looked at Andy. My only thought was that he adopted me, but I honestly didn't want him to be my dad.
"Until you're 18, and then you can move into your friends house. We had an officer expect your house today, and we saw it wasn't a great environment. We're going to talk to your dad and see how everything goes, Andy expect a call from us. Until then, Trevor, stay at Andy's house. If we see your dad is guilty, we have no choice but to put you in foster care."

Notes

So I know, this ended at a weird time, and it's short and shitty. The next chapter will be better, I promise.