Status: Completed :3
The Happiest Year of Our Lives
Why Me?
I felt small, but strong arms pick me up bridal style. Where Andy put his arm is where my ribs got the most abuse. I moaned when he
picked me up and when he set me in his car. I felt his hand rub my cheek softly. It felt nice and safe. Andy jumped into the drivers
seat and drove away, to what i assumed the hospital. I let out another moan as i tried to turn to me, well what i thought, was my good
side. I put my hands on my ribs to see if that could help the pain, it didn't. He stopped the car and opened the back doors. When he
picked me up he whispered "I'm helping you." I felt him kiss my forehead softly. It felt nice to be loved. He ran through the ER doors
and yelled "Someone help me!" I heard some people running towards us. Someone pulled me away; I tried to hold onto Andy but my arms
where to weak. They put me on a stretcher and rolled me down the hall.
I woke up to a bright light shining in my face. A nurse came running in. "Hello sir, do you feel any pain?" She asked as she checked the
tubes in my arms and some charts. "Not really, no. How long have I been asleep?" "Oh not too long, only about a week." WHAT a
week, how could it be that long. Andy is probably. OMG ANDY. "Um excuse me ma'am, the boy that brought me in here, Andy, do
you know if he is okay?" "Oh of course he is. He has stayed here all day for the past we-." She couldn't finish her sentence cause right
then, Andy walked in the room. "Ashes!" He ran over to me and hugged me. I couldn't help it a moan escaped my lips. He pulled back
quickly. "I-I am sorry." He walked over and grabbed a chair, pulled it up beside the bed and sat down. He grabbed my hand and
started rubbing circles on it. "Who did this to you?" Andy asked quietly after a couple minutes of silence "I can't say." I said in a small
voice, hoping he wouldn't be mad. "Why did this person do this to you?" He said a little more angry. "I again, can't say." "Fine if you
can't tell me any of that, tell me what they did to you!" I told him all of it, leaving out the identity of Randy. When I finished the story,
Andy and I both had tears in our eyes. "I'm sorry my Ashes, I never should have left you, I wish I never even met you!" I started
crying more, trying to protest, but all that came out were sobs. He kissed me on the lips one last time and walked out. "ANDY, please
don't go, PLEASE!" I screamed hoping he would come back. But he didn't.
picked me up and when he set me in his car. I felt his hand rub my cheek softly. It felt nice and safe. Andy jumped into the drivers
seat and drove away, to what i assumed the hospital. I let out another moan as i tried to turn to me, well what i thought, was my good
side. I put my hands on my ribs to see if that could help the pain, it didn't. He stopped the car and opened the back doors. When he
picked me up he whispered "I'm helping you." I felt him kiss my forehead softly. It felt nice to be loved. He ran through the ER doors
and yelled "Someone help me!" I heard some people running towards us. Someone pulled me away; I tried to hold onto Andy but my arms
where to weak. They put me on a stretcher and rolled me down the hall.
I woke up to a bright light shining in my face. A nurse came running in. "Hello sir, do you feel any pain?" She asked as she checked the
tubes in my arms and some charts. "Not really, no. How long have I been asleep?" "Oh not too long, only about a week." WHAT a
week, how could it be that long. Andy is probably. OMG ANDY. "Um excuse me ma'am, the boy that brought me in here, Andy, do
you know if he is okay?" "Oh of course he is. He has stayed here all day for the past we-." She couldn't finish her sentence cause right
then, Andy walked in the room. "Ashes!" He ran over to me and hugged me. I couldn't help it a moan escaped my lips. He pulled back
quickly. "I-I am sorry." He walked over and grabbed a chair, pulled it up beside the bed and sat down. He grabbed my hand and
started rubbing circles on it. "Who did this to you?" Andy asked quietly after a couple minutes of silence "I can't say." I said in a small
voice, hoping he wouldn't be mad. "Why did this person do this to you?" He said a little more angry. "I again, can't say." "Fine if you
can't tell me any of that, tell me what they did to you!" I told him all of it, leaving out the identity of Randy. When I finished the story,
Andy and I both had tears in our eyes. "I'm sorry my Ashes, I never should have left you, I wish I never even met you!" I started
crying more, trying to protest, but all that came out were sobs. He kissed me on the lips one last time and walked out. "ANDY, please
don't go, PLEASE!" I screamed hoping he would come back. But he didn't.