----Andrews pov----
"Tell me what you did to my daughter!" He yelled again.
"N-nothing." I stuttered. He hit me in the face again. my cheek was cut my nose was bloody and I could taste blood in my mouth, I also will be having a black eye tomorrow.
*Baby, I love you-* my phone rang.
"Hello?" He answered it.
"Y/n?"
"We're coming."
He hung up and a pillow case was placed over my head.
<your pov>
*knock knock*
I opened the door, Andrew had a bag over his head and his hands were cuffed behind him. I let them in and shut the door.
"Dad what'd you do to him?"
"What'd he do to you?" my father shot.
"Nothing, we're in love. I love him." I pleaded.
The bag was removed to revile a beat up Andrew with dried blood below his nose, on his chin and from his left ear down to his left jaw.
"Andrew." I gasped. He wasn't conscious.
"Why?"
"I though he hurt you."
"He didn't, I love him!" I shouted.
"Calm down." he ordered.
"I'm not one of your goons you can't tell me what to do! I hate you!" I yelled running to my room, he opened the door.
"Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want you to get hurt."
"I was almost raped. Andrew saved me. You should be thanking him that I'm still a virgin."
"You're still a virgin?!" He asked confused.
"Yes, father I'm a Virgin!"
"Wow, h-so he didn't-"
"No."
My father nodded, knowingly.
"I'm sorry." He repeated.
"You should be."
"I'll leave you to it, you still nurse, right?" He questioned.
"Yeah. I can repair him."
"Tell him I'm sorry."
"You have to tell him." I stated.
"Fine. I love you."
"I know, dad."
With that he left. I came out of my room to find Andrew, in the guest bed by the nursing supplies.
I had to straddle him in order to clean his face entirely. I had just finished getting of the blood when he woke up. I hadn't even started on the painful parts.
