Done for You

Chapter 13

[Sorry that this chapter took so long, I am having horrible writes block. So this chapter is a LOT about Joy...Judge me] 

I dragged all of the boxes to my room, so that Andy's living room was not a mess. I would have to go through them in the morning or some other time this week. I looked at my room and realized what a mess it was. My bed had not had new sheets on it since I moved in, clothes stacked over the edge of my little hamper, and now the boxes of who knows what kind of crap. I quickly straitened up the room and adventure to the two rooms I have not checked yet. I went to the closes one and saw that it was a wash room and I almost cheered. I filled up the large black washing machine and let it start. As I watched the clothes swirl around the glass door, I wondered if Andy needed clothes washed, but did not dare go in his room without permission. I checked the clock on the wall to the left of me and saw the Andy had only five minutes before I was going to call him.

I noticed that I still have not seen the last room at end of the hall, and my wonder was eating me up. Andy had not asked me to stay out of it, so I was sure that he would not mind. I walked up the room, but when I went to push it open, it had not done anything. It jiggled the door nob a couple more times before I notice that it was looked up. I sighed and went back to cleaning. When I turned around I saw a man standing there with his a hand in his pocket, another at his mouth grabbing a cigarette as he leaned up against the wall.

“Oh dear Jesus Andy...” I said. “I am going to put a bell on you”

“What where you doing”

I froze.. “Nothing..just...um...looking...that's all”

He laughed, “You look like a deer caught in headlights”

“Sorry...”

“Don't be, this is your house too, I just don't want anyone in there” He said as he inhaled the last of his smoke.

“Oh...well what is in there”

He walked up to me and smiled. “Where I murdered the last person who I was dating”

“Ew...” I said. “It must be a mess in there, then”

He laughed and leaned down to give me a couple teasing pecks. “I missed you”

I was shocked, “Really?”

“Yeah...Why is that hard to believe?”

“I am not sure, but it's hard to fathom that fact the I am with you” I said with a shrug. He grabbed under my chin and lifted mt face up to him. I swam in his deep blue eyes, that where pressed against his perfect pale face.

“Well you are mine...So started believing”

He kept a hold of my chin as his went for a more meaningful kiss. His breath taste slightly like his cigarette, but it did not bother me. Out lips consumed each other, as our tongue barely touched one another. He started to kiss my jawline then came to a complete stop.

“Everything okay...” I asked half way out of breath.

“What happen to your neck?”

My eyes got really big as my hands flew my neck. I walked to my bathroom Andy was close behind.

“Da, fuck did these boxes home form.”

I sighed as I saw a slight hand print on my neck. I looked back at Andy, “I had an interesting day.”

I told him everything form when the police station, to the car ride there, to what happened at Troy's, and even when Troy kissed me. As I talked Andy's face was a cold as ice, and as still as stone, making it complete hell for me. He sat on my bed, and looked up at me with a still face. I walked over and sat beside him.