Angel from hell

"Hello what's your name?" Andy said holding out his hand. I nervously shook his hand.
" Trevor May."

"How did you find our dressing room?"

" I was looking for a bathroom and got lost." I saw him shrug while looking behind me, so at one of the guys.

"So who are you here with?"

" My friend. She's in the lobby, but I don't know how to get back there." Andy sighed. He looked at Jinxx

" Please tell Juliet I'll be back in a little?" He asked.

"Come on Trevor, I'll walk you back to your friend."

We we exited the dressing room and he began walking me back to the lobby, but he began to talk on the way.

"So, Trevor. How old are you?"

"16." I answered, my voice quivering.

"Oh."

"Andy, what time is it." I saw him pull his phone out and check the time.

"8:45pm." I sighed in relief

"Why?"

"Um.. Just wondering." I lied.

" Oh, come on just tell me."

" Listen, biersack, not even my best friend knows why."

"Sorry..."

"But, i probably won't even meet you ever again and you don't even know me so, what the hell... I'm in a horrible situation. Me and my mom are abused by my dad and if I'm not home before 11, when he gets off work , he's going to kill me."

Andy stopped walking. I looked at him confused

"Trevor, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine." Just then I noticed we were in the lobby, but Athena wasn't there.

"where's your friend?" Andy asked

" Andy, fucking hell. SHE LEFT!!" I started to cry. I felt an ache in my heart.

" Trevor, I can't have your dad hurt you again. I'll take you home."

" No, Andy you need to go back to Juliet, she's waiting."

" I don't care."

i decided des just to go along with it. The drive home was awkward. The only time I talked was to tell him what street to turn on and answer a couple questions about my dad, such as why he's abusing me and my mom.

when we reached my house, I looked at Andy. His face looking worried.

"Trevor, I know this is weird but, can I have your number. Just if you ever need a friend."

I thought about saying no but finally just gave him my number and got out of the car and started to walk towards the porch.

I put my hand on the cold, rusty doorknob about to turn it when I heard screaming. I jumped back and turned around to see Andy's black mustang still there. I ran off the porch and to his car and got inside.

"Andy. What time is it?"

"9:30. What the fuck is going on."

" My dad got off early. Andy I can't go in there. He's already beating my mom. He'll kill me." I started to sob. I looked Out the window to my right to see the hell I grew up in. The faded yellow color making it still look like a normal happy home. But inside its a sad, cold, dungeon hell that I can't escape.

" Should I take you back to the venue with me?" Andy said interrupting my thoughts.

" Andy, then what. I'm 16. I can't run away from home. I have school on Monday. My dad will track me down."

"Trevor, we have to call the cops."

" NO! Andy. We can't."

"Trevor if you care about your mom and yourself, the best thing to do would be to call the cops and get them down here."

" Why do you fucking care! You barely know me!"

" You're a fan Trevor. I want to try to help my fans. You feel more like a friend now actually."

"I can't-"

"you can. Please."

"fine." I pulled out my phone and dialed 911. They picked up almost immediately.

Notes

Updating a lot!