Chapter 21

*Andy POV*

The next thing I knew, stabbing pain was aching throughout the upper right half of my face. I knew this pain- I had suffered several years of similar stuff at high school- but this, this hurt like a fucking bitch.

"Fuck!" I yelled as my body twisted around and I fell to the floor. I landed on my knees and left hand, my right hand rushed to cradle my aching face. With my knees taking most of the impact, I felt the hard pavemant tear through the thin material of my pants and then the stinging of gravel slicing the skin of my kneecaps.

"Andy!" I heard Amy yell as I hit the floor. Her small hands were on my shoulders instantly and the slight pressure of them made me feel a little better, just the fact that she was with me, I could face anything.

"What the fuck did you just do?" She screeched. Im assuming her angry words were aimed at Mike considering he had just punched me in the face. That asshole.

Ignoring whatever the asshole was going to reply with, I tried to open my eyes. The aching on my upper right side of my face was still there and my vision was off. As I tried to focous on the cracks on the pavement, a sharp pain shot through my head. Fuck, I am going to have one monster of a migraine. Everything seemed to have a blurryness to it and Im almost positive that Mike had given me a black eye.

I felt Amy's gentle hands hook around my elbows as she cooed soft words in my ear which I couldnt focus on. CC's and Jake's hands soon pressed against me too, helping Amy help me stand on my feet again.

My knees felt weak beneath me and I could feel the stinging on my kneecaps, but I managed to stand with the help on my friends and girlfriend. I still gently pressed my hand against my throbbing face; it was fucking hurting like a bitch.

"Andy, are you okay?" I heard Amy say. Her voice was close to me and I could pick out her gentle hands from all the others on me, holding me up.

"Yeah, yeah. This fucking hurths though."

Suddenly, I was being pulled forwards. I dragged my feet behind me in a clumsy way. Why the fuck was the floor still spinning?

"You can stay the fuck away from me. And my friends," I heard Amy yell. Her voice was directed away from me and I could only assume that she was talking to Mike.

I kept my eyelids shut so the floor wouldnt spin but continued to listen for his reply.

"Amy, darling, I only came here to tell you to pack your things. So you go do that and then we can leave, otherwise I will have to get your mother involved in this even more."

"Im not your darling! And you can go fuck yourself, Im not going anywhere with you. You can tell mum that, too. Now get out of my way." I felt Amy let go of me as she spoke. I also heard a little huff and then a door opening. Straight away, she was back by my side.

My body was lead through the door which was soon slammed shut- hopefully on that cunts face- and then to Amy's living room.

"Here you go, man," CC said as all their hands let go of me.

I fell back onto the sofa and sighed, my face was fucking killing me. The sofa dipped slightly as someone sat beside me, their body radiating warmth. I knew it was Amy instantly. I always knew when she was around me. I love her and I have no fucking clue how I went so long without her before.

"How are you feeling?" She said as I felt her small hands stroke my hand that was resting on my aching face. Her touch still send little currents through my skin, it was like electricity.

Slowly, I opened my eyes a tiny bit, hoping the room wouldnt continue to spin. "Well, its not as bad as when I broke my ribs, I guess." My vision focused on Amy's beautiful face. She was slightly blurry but I was relieved to see that she wasnt spinning.

Amy looked at me with worry clouding her hazel eyes. "Andy, I think you might have a concussion. That twat hit you pretty hard." Her hand continued stroking mine and then gently went off to stroke her fingertips against my bruising skin.

I smiled at my beautiful girl, hoping to dismiss her worry. She didnt have to worry about me, Im always fine. Fuck, I should be worrying about her. Her fuck-up of a father was proberly still stood right outside her front door. And why did he want to take her with him... Away from me... Away from us?

There was a sudden pounding on Amy's front door. Well, speak of the devil and he shall appear.

So sorry this took so long to update! Ive been busy and stuff but yeah, its updated now and I hope you like this chapter :) I promise to try and be faster with the coming updates.

Btw, its my birthday Friday (23rd Nov) so maybe some comments as a gift? lol ;)