A/n: I am soo sorry everyone! School just continues to drain all of my time away to write at all. But, I'll try my best to keep this story going and I will eventually finish. I'm not going to give up. I love this story too much already.

Chapter 6

            Andi spun around and her mouth widened in shock as she saw her father standing there, his arms crossed over his chest. His facial expression expressed how angry he was to spot his daughter in a very awkward position with Dean. Walking quickly towards his daughter, he grabbed her by the arm and pulled her to her feet.

            "Andrea!" he roared. "What in the hell were you doing? I swore I told you to stay away from him!" Mr. Carson spat, releasing his grip on his daughter and walking towards Dean. "And you. I can't believe you had the nerve to disobey me again!"

            Dean backed up, his eyes flickered a look of sheer terror before he began walking off. "Mr. Carson, excuse me for being so rude but I didn't try anything on your daughter that she didn't want. And I'm sorry I disappointed you. I'll go get my bags."

            With that, Dean walked out of the garage with both hands in his khaki cargo shorts pockets. Meanwhile, Mr. Carson walked back towards his daughter, the fire still in his eyes. He wasn't about to let Andrea get off that easily. He smirked and slowly approached his daughter. "Does Dean tell the truth?" he asked.

ANDI

            I gulped and looked towards my father. He had a smug look on his face and he knew the answer to that damn question; he didn't need me to confirm it. Hesitantly, I nodded my head and tried to push by him until he grabbed my arm again. Then, he spun me around and I saw the look in his eyes.

            It brought tears to my eyes.

            What had happened to my daddy? Without a moment of hesitation, the tears spilled from my eyes and I cried in pain. Damn. My father was always seeing me crying but I thought that my father cared about me more than he let on. He seemed so emotionless and as if I was just his daughter.

            After all, Andrew had fully recovered a while a go. He actually got first place last weekend and just yesterday he had gotten a letter in the mail to take place in some sort of event halfway across the word. I had hoped Andrew could go there, so father could follow him along.

            Sighing, I came back to reality and looked sadly up at the man I had loved my whole life. "Yes, Dean tells the truth. But, Daddy, I really like him. Why don't you?" I asked.

            He shook his head and looked at me pathetically. Alright, so maybe I didn't much when it came to Dean's past, but I was pretty sure that he had never done anything that my father would disagree with. It wasn't like Dean was going to hurt me. Shit. Why hadn't I thought of it before?

            Then, he started up again. "Dean comes from a broken home. He's been in jail a few times, broken various rules when it comes to driving, and he had been abused growing up with his father. Honey, I really don't think you should hang around Dean. Abusive-ness is heridetary."

            I shook my head at my father, purely frustrated. He had no right to say those things about Dean. He would never hurt me. Dean was one of the best things going in my life. And my dumb ass father wasn't going to change that. With few words exchanged, I bolted from the garage and ran in the last direction I had seen Dean go. It was important I found him. I had so many question to ask.

DEAN

            I was going to run away. There was no use for me here anymore. I had betrayed Mr. Carson's trust and I had taken my relationship with Andrea beyond platonic. It had seemed like I was always overstepping my boundaries. After all, I was just a fuck up.

            But, the worst part was that I was going to miss Jason a lot. He reminded me of the picture image of my little brother. God, how I've missed him to death … and I just can't see me going back to the Carson household. They probably all hated me by now. I should have pretty much figured out that much.

            As I was walking back towards my apartment, I swore I heard my name being called and I spun around to see Andi running in my direction. What? How? Immediately I ran towards her as I noticed the tears stinging in her eyes. She enveloped me in a bear hug and began whimpering. "I'm so sorry. I never knew. I didn't want to find out like that," she cried into my chest. "My father is cruel."

            I stopped focusing on the completely distraught Andi and I tried to figure out what she was sorry about. Was I missing something? I froze. She didn't know, did she? "Andi, what did he tell you?"

            She stared up at me for what seemed like an eternity before she began relaying the whole story to me. I nearly shit out bricks when she told me. After she finished saying everything, she suddenly collapsed. In fear, I wrapped my arms tightly around her and picked her up as I knew my apartment was only around the corner.

Later that night. Dean's apartment

(still Dean's pov)

            I shuffled around the bathroom and grabbed most of my stuff, nearly forgetting that I had Andi sleeping soundlessly in the room. There was no way I could just leave her there. I'd feel way too guilty and she needed an explanation since I didn't give her one last night. It was time Andrea Carson learned the true spin on me.

            Walking back towards the bedroom, I noticed that Andrea had managed to kick the covers off of her body and took half of the bedspread off in her dream or nightmare. Carefully, I approached her and sat on the edge of her bed. Then, I kissed her on the forehead.

            Almost immediately her eyes opened and her look of pure panic suddenly turned to a look of relief. Thank god. I had thought that she was frightened to see me. "Andi, we really need to talk." She nodded her head and I continued. "I'm leaving. I just can't bear to stick around here anymore. There are way too many bad memories and I feel that your father would never let me set foot in your house again."

            "Yeah, that's true. But, I really don't want you to go," she pleaded.

            "Andrea, I'm sorry. I should have never stepped over that platonic level, but I did and now you'll hate me forever. I simply can't just leave you like I would other girls. Can't you please just calm down. Don't make it any harder on yourself."

            "Shut up!" she yelled. "Where are you planning on going?"

            I looked up at her. "I don't know. I was thinking Florida. I have a friend down there where I can crash at his house and make some cash at some shows down there. Doesn't look like I really have much else of a choice anyway." I shrugged my shoulders and looked down at my angel.

            "Would you do me a favor?" she asked.

            "Anything for you," I murmured.

            "Will you take me with you?"

            I snapped back to reality. "Andrea, you don't know how much I'd like you to come along but your father and your family are here. You have no reason to leave at all," I murmured, hugging her tightly to my chest. "You can move on with your life without me. It'll be ten times better."

            She shook her head. "Look at my arms."

            I pulled up her jacket sleeve and gasped. "Did he do this to you?" she nodded weakly, her strong façade slowly dying away. "That stupid bastard! How dare he!" I snapped, pacing through the small area.

            "Please let me come," she whispered in my ear, hugging me from behind.

            I turned to face my angel. All of my life I had been making bad decisions and I wasn't very sure if the decision I was making was smart as all. Andrea was still in high school, she wouldn't have a steady flow of cash if she took off with me. But, then again, I was pleased to actually want her to come along. It would have made the experience ten times better.

            "Fine," I said. My wall had cracked. It looked like Andrea had won this argument this time around. "Let's get ready."

ANDI

            I think I was in heaven. Finally, I was leaving with Dean. I was leaving this hell hole to find a much better life. I'd be getting a new start with the person who had gained my trust the most out of everyone. He was simply my life. I loved Dean. Holy shit! I was madly in love with that boy.

            My recent revelations were rather scary. I didn't know if I was overstepping my boundaries by loving him. He had always shown the interest in me. Sighing, I told Dean that I was going back to my house at midnight and I'd back enough of my clothes and leave a note for Jason and Andrew. I could only hope that I wasn't making the biggest mistake of my life.

            Falling back asleep, I feel into a restless slumber of an awful childhood memory.

            "Andrea, this is for boys. Riding a dirt bike and riding in motocross is not for girls." Mr. Carson told his daughter angrily. "I don't want you hurt and besides, you aren't good enough to compete with them. You have cheerleading."

            He smacked Andrea across the face. "I hope that I never have to do this again. You better never set foot on an another dirt bike or track ever again.

            I shuddered and shivered as I came back to reality and woke up, clearly remembering my dream. It was from over the summer when he warned me that there would be consequences if I ruined my brother's motocross chances. He made it quite clear the other night too. I don't even know if my father is my real father.

            That day when I was talking with my father, right before I won first in the motocross race, he had seemed very proud of me … it was like he accepted that I was a girl and could get hurt. But, once he realized that daddy's little girl was growing up, he figured that keeping Dean away from me was going to make me stay little forever. He was wrong, very wrong.

            Squinting at the clock, it read 11:05. I had fifty- five minutes of sleep time. Slowly, I rolled on my side and wrapped my arms around Dean. Not believing quite how happy he made me … sometime I was going to tell him how much he meant to me.

A/n: Here is a little present! I know that it's sad and everything but Andi is gonna run away with Dean!!! I bet you didn't see that coming. Also, next chapter is probably going to be a conversation between Andi/Dean and Andi/Andy. So, I figured that since I've started this story seven months a go today, that I should give you guys a small preview. You'll definitely love it.

Thanks and I hope school gives me some more time guys. I'm really loving this story

Dean's eyes fluttered open and he rolled over to see his angel fast asleep. Quickly, he groaned and jumped up to turn the alarm off. Andi stirred slightly and opened her eyes to see Dean in only a pair of boxers. She blushed a bright shade of crimson.

"So, I guess we go," she murmured, getting off the bed.

"Yeah, I guess," Dean supplied. He opened up a drawer and began fumbling for some clothes. He had to suck it up if he didn't want Andrea to notice his nervousness.

"Hey, Dean," Andi called from behind him.

"Yeah," he asked softly.

"I love you."

I'm evil! Keep reviewing and I'll try and update before the new year! Thanks again. Hope things'll go well and that you like my story. This is my favorite one that I'm writing. Sincerely, chocolatekisses13