Darling You'll Be Okay.

Chapter 1

But I'm nothing but a toy to him now.

My crying had ceased. 

At this moment, I had vowed to myself that I would get out of here. Not today. But soon. I can keep living like this.

About a half an hour later I got out of the bath, dressed in my night clothes and made my way to the spare  bedroom. I usually slept in here to get away from Andy.

I slipped into the bed and turned on the TV. I flipped through channels until I found something that I would want to watch.

Criminal Minds. My favorite show, Andy thought it was stupid.

But my it was my lucky day. Criminal Minds Marathon!!!! 

My favorite was Reed. He was such a dorky, cute man.

I was watching Criminal Minds for about 3 hours before I fell asleep, and when I woke up the clock read 11:45 PM

I was starving. I went downstairs to the kitchen and pulled out the pancake mix and made blueberry chocolate chip pancakes, with bacon and eggs, sunny side up. I had made enough for me and Andy. And I know what you're thinking, "Why the fuck would you make amazing food for someone so horrible?!" 

Well, It used to be his favorite. I used to cook for him all the time, but now he's never around to eat what I make. So I decided to save some for him. Maybe it will put him in a better mood, and he wont hit me.

Once I had finished eating my plate of food, I placed the leftovers nicely on a plate and put it on the stove. Then I decided I'd leave a little note with it. The note said,

"Andy, I miss how we used to be. I'm sorry for whatever I did to make you act this way towards me. I miss my best friend/boyfriend back in junior year. And I know this used to be your favorite, enjoy.

♥ Audrey."

I made my way upstairs and back into the guest bedroom and laid in bed thinking again.

What if the note upsets him and he hits me again? 

Thinking about these things always makes me upset. 

I had silent tears running sideways down my face. And I cried myself to sleep for the 6th time that week.

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I had woken up to the sound of the front door opening and closing. I lie awake, but didn't move. I knew it was Andy. I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, making their way to out bedroom. I heard Andy scream a line of profanity before slamming the door shut. 

Then I heard his foot steps coming toward the spare room, the room I was in. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Andy swung the door open, and when he saw me sleeping, he sighed and shut the door. He went back downstairs and into the kitchen.

About 20 minutes later, I heard him coming back upstairs. 

The door opened and I got scared. I was still pretending to be asleep.

I heard a sob escape his lips. Then it was silent.

I was confused, but still scared.

Then I felt the bed dip beside me.

Andy's arms wrapped around me waist, and pulled me close to him. He was sobbing into the pillow.

"A-Andy?" I whispered.

"Audrey. I-I'm so sorry!!! For everything. I"m such an ass! I don't know why I acted this way. I'm so sorry I hurt you. So, so sorry!" He choked out and pulled me closer. 

I ran my fingers through his hand and shushed him, saying it would be alright. 

I didn't forgive him. I couldn't.

He pulled away, and lifted my face up to his.

"I'm serious. I"m so sorry." He whispered.

Then he kissed me.

I felt sorrow in the kiss. But it wasn't forceful. It was gentle, like he meant it. 

I liked having the feeling again, but I didn't want it. But I gave in, leading him on in a way. 

My plan had worked better than I thought it would. Maybe he would act this way from now on, giving me back my freedom, letting me go out places by myself. 

I'd use that to escape. 

I wasn't staying here anymore. I NEEDED to get away. 

The depression was eating me under.

He pulled away and kissed my cheek.

"Goodnight beautiful." He whispered.

"Goodnight Andy."

And we fell asleep together, for the first time in 2 years.