"I don't even like her Margaret!" I hear my father tell from downstairs.
"You don't like her? Then how come I found you two doing the deed!" My mom says
"It was a mistake" my father says
"You weren't drunk so don't use that as an excuse" my mom screams.
"You know, maybe if we wouldn't have made that mistake 17 years ago, I wouldn't have done it" he shouts
"You're saying that y/n is a mistake." My mom asks
"Yes!" He says
That's when I start crying.
I can't take it.
I call my boyfriend Andy.
"Hello"
"Andy... Andy please come get me." I says
"Y/n what happened" he asks
"They- they we-were fighting... And my father said he didn't like me... And that I was a mistake" I say
"Ok I'll be there in ten" he says
I pack some shirts, shorts and jeans. I also throw my two other pairs of vans in there. I grab my earphones and my phone charger and wait.
"I'm here" Andy text me.
"Ok. Can you come to my window. I'm jumping and you need to catch me"
"Ok"
"Andy I'm scared"
"I got you." He says
I throw my bag down first.
I take one last look at my bedroom, put my foot on the ledge, and jump.
I land right in Andys arms.
"Well where do you wanna go" he says once we get in his car.
"Anywhere else" I say
"My place it is" he says
We soon get to his shared apartment. He shares it with his friend Patrick.
Andy then helps me get out of the car.
I hug him, letting my tears soak his tee shirt.
"I'm so sorry y/n" he says
"I'll be fine. As long as I have you " I say
"And you always will" he says.
