Ain't She Sweet

Chapter 18 - Within you Without You

Angie

We were in India and we were meditating.

"Ringo." I whispered.

"Yes love?" He whispered back.

"This is borin'. And the Ravi guy is lookin' at me weirdly." I say.

"Ok let's get goin'. I'm starvin' anyways." Rings says.

We both get up and leave.

"I hate the food here! It's makin' me sick!" I cry once they can't hear us.

"Me too. Luckily I brought some chips from Liddypool." Ringo chuckled.

"Ah thank god." I sigh.

"Let's get back to the hut." He says.

It wasn't really a hut. It was a five bedroom house with one bathroom. Sucks right? One bathroom. 4 boys. And two other women.

"Ok lemme get out of this monkey suit and I'll be down." I say.

"Ok."

I run down the hall and I opened the door to my room.

I closed the door behind me once I was in and I went to my suitcase.

" 'ello Angie." A voice said.

I turned around, terrified but I only saw George.

"Oh George! Ye gave me a heart attack!" I smile.

He edged near me.

"Are ye changin'?" He deviously asked with a dark look on his face.

Lust clouded his deep brown orbs.

"Uh George. What are ye doin' in 'ere?" I asked.

"Oh I was just layin' 'round. I just wanted to see it ye wanted to have some fun." He chuckled.

He came closer, and not to my liking.

He grabbed my arms, sending unwelcome shivers down my body.

"George, stop. Yet scarin' me." I beg.

"Oh am I sweetheart?" He snarls.

"What happened to me daddy geo!" I cried, hoping Ringo would hear.

"Oh Georgie? He had a reality check. Soft, and unheard was I before. Now I'm rough, loud and clear!" George said.

A tear slipped from my eye.

"He changed ye George! And I don't like it!" I spat.

"It's not all 'bout ya, ye bitch!" George said.

"Daddy geo I know yer  still in there." I sob softly.

"And I'm not givin' up on ye yet." I say.

George let go of my arms and turned around.

"I'm sorry- I don't know what came over me. All me anger and stress just came all out at once! And I couldn't 'andle it." George faced me, his eyes returned back to it's normal brown.

"I'm never gonna call ye daddy anymore. 'cause I don't know where he went." I storm out of my room.

I walk to the kitchen and see Ringo biting an apple.

"What's the matter love?" He asks.

"Uh I tripped over my suitcase." I lie.

"Aw come 'ere." He beckons me to him.

I sit on his lap and I bury my head into the crook of his neck.

"Yer a little heavier than I remember, love." Ringo chuckles.

"I'm not eleven anymore dad." I smile to myself.

I jolt awake, observing my surroundings. I was in a hospital.

"Are ye alright Ang?" A familiar voice asks.

George!!

"Stay back!" I yell.

Paul, John, and Ringo wake up from their sleep.

Ringo bounces over to my side.

"What's the matter?" He asks.

"Him!" I point at George.

George looked hurt, almost as if he was going to cry.

"Ye monster! Ye tried to rape me!!" I cry.

Paul and John run to the end of the bed.

"What are ye talkin' 'bout princess?!" John blurts out.

"G-George tried-." I break out crying.

Ringo leans over and hugged me and tried to console me.

"Shhh it was only a nightmare, love. Shhh it's ok."

"It felt  so real." I cry.

"Do ye want to explain what happened in yer dream Annie?" Paul asks.

"No. Not right now." I wipe away my tears.

"It felt so real."

George ran out of the room.

<George POV>

"It felt so real." Angie whispered again.

I was about to release a sob but I decided to run. I ran out of the room and out of the hospital, crying. Sounds girly but in her dream I hurt her some how! Now she doesn't trust me!

I ran to a park bench out side of the hospital and sat down.

" are ye ok mate?" I turn around to see Ringo.

"No. Angie hates me 'cause of he nightmare she had. I don't know what to do with meself!" I cry.

Ringo sits down next to me.

"Remember when we were at the cavern performin' the first with me as yer drummer?" Ringo asks.

"Yeah, why?"

"Remember the boo's? And all the fans? We all got through it. Just baby steps at a time Georgie." Ringo patted my back.

"Yer right. But did Angie tell ye what 'er dream was 'bout?" I ask hopeful.

"No. But I think she's gonna tell Paul and John, they're best pals." Ringo chuckled.

"When are we gonna tell 'er why we adopted 'er?" I ask.

"When she's older. Nows not the time."

"We can't just lie to Ang." I sigh.

"We're not. I'm just afraid she'll do somethin' stupid. Like run away." Ringo shrugged.

"Can I go back in to see 'er?" I ask.

"She doesn't want to see ye, um  ever. But don't worry she'll have to warm up to ye." Ringo said.

There was this boy walking into the hospital, but he stopped in his tracks when he saw us.

"Oh shit come 'Ed let's go." I whisper.

"Oh don't go. I'm the tutor ye hired for yer daughter." He said.

Ringo and I exchanged glances.

"What's yer name?" Ringo asks.

"Dawson, Dawson Thomas." He replied confidently.

We both got up and approached him.

"How old are ye?" I ask.

"14." He says nonchalantly.

"He's the lad. I remember." Ringo said.

"I have one question, why is yer daughter in the hospital?" Dawson asked.

"She fell off the stage durin' the concert we had today." I said.

"Sorry I hear that. I would like to meet 'er." He said.

"Ok. Right this way."