Ch. 9 Her Aftermath
"Lana, I'll be fine." Andy propped her head on the door frame.
"Okay baby. But if you need anything, anything at all-"
"I'll call you." Andy finished her sentence. Lana gave her a reassuring smile as she placed her cupped hand on Andy's check.
"Bye hon." Lana gave her one last hug before she left.
Andy grabbed the gold finished door handle and pulled it towards her until she heard it click. She leaned back onto the door as she rubbed her neck with both hands. Slowly, she slid onto the floor. She bent her knees and brought legs to her stomach. She held them as she started to cry again.
After Andy had somewhat composed herself, she got up and went into her bathroom. She slid out of her clothes and gathered them into a pile. Then everything was picked up and purposely threw it into the trash can. She turned to her shower and turned the knob closest to her on. She stepped into the shower.
A half an hour later, Andy had given up on trying to feel the least bit clean. She climbed out of the shower and put her robe on. She drudged over to her dresser and rummaged for something comfortable to wear. It seemed like all she had was work clothes and lingerie.
Suddenly her fingers came across something hard. She did a double take and pulled it out. It was a picture of Milo.
"Milo..." her fingers traced around his head. "Why did you have to leave me? Why couldn't you have been there to protect me?" Then a tear appeared right below Milo's eye, startling Andy. "Milo?" She studied the picture, only to realize the tear was her own.
Andy seemed to glide as she went over to her bed. There, she fell asleep, clutching her lover's picture.
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