Summer's POV

I couldn't believe it. My Dad died. I never got the chance to tell him I loved him. I never got the chance to tell him about Andrew. I really did want to end it there. I wanted to die with Dad. I was trying to think of ways to end my life. I could jump infront of a train. But people would stop me. I had it planned. Running infront of a truck at night, tonight. I wanted to die the way my Dad did. I had forgotten about everything in my life. I turned around, forgetting Andrew was there. I looked up and saw Andrew's face. He was grieving with me. I couldn't make him grieve for me. I realised I couldn't do that to him. I knew it. I wasn't thinking straight. I felt horrible, even thinking of doing that to Andrew, Nan, Steph and Charlie. I stepped into Andrew's arms and hugged him. I was uncontrollably crying. Charlie appeared in my head. He was crying. I hated to see Charlie cry. He didn't deserve this. He wasn't even in primary school yet. I felt the wetness on Andrew's shirt on my cheeks. I needed Andrew's advice.
"What am I going to tell Charlie" I asked. This is where I really needed his advice. I had no idea if Andrew could understand what I said, my voice was all strange from crying. I could tell he didn't know. Neither did I.
"Sum, you still have me and Steph and Lyn and Charlie" Andrew said.
"I know, it's just he was my Dad.. It's different" I said. I really hoped that he would understand it. I was pretty much an orphan, even though I stayed with Steph and Nan, who I just called that because she cared for me like I really was her granddaughter.
"Shh.. Don't cry Sum, he wouldn't have liked to see you upset" Andrew said. He always knew what to say to me when I was upset. I felt so strange. I wanted to stop crying, but nothing would work for me.
"I know. I'm trying to stop, but I can't. There's something wrong with me.." I whispered, I knew it sounded stupid but why couldn't I stop crying!
"Sum. Don't say that. There's nothing wrong with you. It's normal to cry. In my eyes, you're everything I've ever wanted. But more. I don't find a single fault with you" Andrew said. He was the sweetest guy ever. I even knew by looking at his face that he was serious about everything he just said. Most guys would just say that because they felt that the'd get dumped if they didn't say it. Andrew meant every word of that.
"I'm so glad I have you Andrew" I said. I didn't know what else to say. I felt so happy, even though I felt so sad just before. I still felt sad. I would always feel sad when I thought about my parents. Andrew wiped my eyes dry, I wanted to go now. I didn't want to stand there where the the saddest moment in my life happened,with Andrew, who was the one who kept me going.
"I want to get out of here now" I said. I looked at the shirt where my face was. It was like a massive wet patch. I felt really bad. It was probably a bit uncomfortable for Andrew.
"Oh, sorry about your shirt" I said, I pulled the shirt off of his skin because it was sticking there. I started walking towards the exit with my arm around Andrew.
"Don't worry about it" He smiled. The front doors opened and I looked at some guy sitting on the wall. I looked closer at him. It was Boyd. With lots of alcohol bottles scattered around where he was sitting. Not a good idea.
"Boyd! What do you think you're doing?" I yelled.
"I'm drinking. Because I feel it's the only thing left for me" Boyd said. I could feel my anger building up inside me. All of that anger I bottled up, from Nan and from that truck driver and from that horrible woman that had kids with my Dad.
"Fine. Don't expect me to be here to pick up the pieces" I yelled, I turned to Andrew. I was about to walk off when Boyd opened his mouth again.
"Never asked you too. Don't you look concerned Robinson. I know you're not" Boyd said, he rolled his eyes at Andrew. I was praying that Andrew would go up and punch him or something. He was acting like a real jerk.
"Don't talk to my boyfriend like that!" I screamed. Something in Boyd changed from that brother I used to have so much run with to a man that was rude to people. Boyd laughed at me. I felt my blood boil over. I exploded. I wanted to go up to him kicking at screaming at him. Not that he cared about me anymore.
"Really, he's a bit of trash. Just like the rest of them. I'm talking to him the way he should be spoken to. I thought you had standards Summer" Boyd yelled. That broke my heart. I didn't want Andrew to hate me because of what Boyd was saying. I almost started crying. His words tore through me. They weren't true. But they hurt me to hear them said about my boyfriend.
"I love him, that's that. You're just jealous you don't have a girlfriend" I yelled. I was about to charge at him. I could hear people behind us whispering and giggling. I wanted to tell them to go away.
"Well you're turning into a try hard for attention from the Robinsons" Boyd yelled, trying to roll his eyes, but now he was too drunk to even do that. Before I could reply, Andrew stepped in and helped me out.
"Mate.. That's not true and you know it" Andrew said, he turned his face to me.
"You're just going to splash out your money and think it will fix everything. You're buying Summer's love. Because low lifes like you scare off the girls" Boyd yelled. I couldn't bear it. He was probably turning off the love of my life.
"Boyd. Stop. He's not scaring anyone off. He's lovely. He's never deliberately hurt me. I love him so much. He's my life. If he wasn't here now. I'd have commited suicide" I yelled. I knew that would hurt Andrew. It was the truth though. I really hoped that it would knock some sense into Boyd.
"You're just saying it to impress him. Soon, you're going to be pregnant. What will he do then. He'll leave you for another younger girl to make pregnant" Boyd yelled. Boyd didn't know anything. He didn't seem to know me anymore. I certainly didn't know this new Boyd.
"Watch. You fool" I screamed. I turned to Andrew and kissed him. I kissed him differently this time. I kissed him the way I hadn't dared to kiss anyone before. I hoped that Andrew wasn't feeling uncomfortable with my sudden change. I pulled myself together and pulled off of him before I went any further. For some reason when I kissed Andrew like I just did then I felt different. I didn't care what anyone thought about it. I just wanted Boyd to believe. The crowd that had gathered started to applaud. They had all just seen me do that to Andrew.
"What do you think now?" I said. Boyd ignored me and cracked open another bottle of beer.
"Bye. Boyd" I said, pulling Andrew along with me as I turned away from Boyd. I walked quickly away until we were literally around the corner.
"I'm so sorry you had to see that" I said, putting my head on Andrew's chest. I really was sorry. He probably thought that my whole family hated him.
"It's ok Sum. You don't have to worry about things so much" Andrew said. "Just to let you know, that was the best kiss of my life" He said, smiling. He pulled out his phone and looked back at me.
"So, what do you want to do? Call someone or go home tommorow and tell them all?" Andrew asked. I couldn't tell Nan on the phone. That would be a real low thing to do, so I thought I'd tell them in person, tommorow.
"Can we go home tommorow. I don't know if I can face Boyd at the funeral. Or face him again.." I said, I felt horrible saying that but I wasn't sure if I could speak to him again. He did say some pretty bad things about Andrew.
"Sum, that's not right. I don't want to cause you and your brother pain. Call him in a few days when he's calmed down. Maybe he will have forgotten about that little fight.. He is incredibly drunk" Andrew said. Whether he was drunk or not didn't really matter to me.
"Andrew, I don't want you to ever think about what Boyd said about you again. He is an idiot. I don't care if he thinks you're a sleazy filthy rich idiot. Out of all of the guys in the world, you're the one I want, and he can't stand in my way" I said. Andrew looked at me and smiled.
"I understand why he said that. My dad was what you just said. Everyone compares me to him, sometimes I'm cool with it, sometimes I hate it. But what can I do.." Andrew said. "I don't mind what they say to try and get me away from you, because you're the only one that can push me away from you" Andrew said, smiling again using the hypnotising smile. I moved closer to him and brushed my lips against his.
"Now, I'm starving. So would you happen to like chinese?" I asked, looking at the chinese restaurant across from the hotel.