Done for You

Chapter 20

I waited till I was sure that Andy was fast asleep. His breathing was hollow, his lungs moved up and down in the same rhythm and his heart pumped strong. For some that smoked as much as he did, I was shocked to how healthy he was. I looked at the clock that said '12:34 AM', and I was still not tired. Andy had his arm around me as I laid on his bare chest. I lightly grabbed his arm and tried my best to lift it with out waking him. His arm was heavy with muscle but after some time I was able to get free. I sat up and stretched my arms, my back to Andy. The room was dark so I would have to search of a shirt to cover myself. As I went to get out of bed, a something pulled on my wrist.

“Where do you think your going?” Andy asked.

I let out a breath. “Don't scare me like that. I am going to bed.”

“You can stay here” His voice was heavy with sleep.

“No, I am a bed hug, and I think I would sleep best in the other room”

“Are you sure.”

“Positive” I said and gave him a quick kiss. “Goodnight, Andy”

“Night Juliet.” He said. I froze completely...'Did he just call me Juliet... Who the hell is Juliet.' I said to myself. I rushed to my room so he could not here me cry. I started pacing around the room as the tears fell onto my checks. Question ran through my head.

“Who is she?... Is he cheating on me?... Or is he cheating on her with me?...He said he loved me... I know we only said it once...but I meant it...did he....Or I am just a boot call he pays for?... Am I just his whore?...”

The tears come harder through out the night and I got little sleep. I was so sad and angry...not all at Andy but at myself to; for being so stupid to think this would work. Once I saw the sun come up, I decided to give up on sleeping and went to take a shower. I was hoping that the warm water would help clear my head, but it was a no go. I ended up sliding down to the bottom of the shower and sat there for almost an hour. I stayed in the shower till I heard Andy get up and start his. I turned off the water and found some cloths. I did not see the need to do my hair or make-up. I walked out to the kitchen and got the pans ready to make breakfast from habit. But after I realized what I was doing the tears started to fall again.

“Should I ask him?... Are we going to fight?... Is this the end?...Could I just let it slip?... Act like nothing happened?”

Arms wrapped around waist, causing me to jump slightly. Andy kissed me check and neck and shoulder. His wet hair brushed against my skin causing bumps to go up my arm. I did not turn my face to kiss him, because I did not know if I wanted him to see me cry.

“Hmmmm. Would you like a glass of milk?” He asked. I shook my head no.

He walked over the the refrigerator and said. “But you always have milk in the morning.”

I wipe my face and said, “No today.”

“Okay” He said. He poured himself a glass of juice and then sit at the table.

“What are we doing today?” He asked,

“It's up to you?” I said. I started at the floor and played with the strings of my sweat pants.

“Are you okay?”

“Why won't I be?” I said in a hushed voice.

“Because your not...” He said. “What's on your mind.”

“Um...” I said looking down at the floor. “Who's Juliet?”

He took a drink of juice then sat down at the table. “The lover of Romeo?”