Oblivion {Sequel to The Purge} ✔️

Chapter 16

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I found myself waking up, sweat covering my body. I lifted my head slightly, examining my surroundings. My eyes followed along until I saw Andy sitting there, staring up at the ceiling.

His eyes were open, his back laid down. I bit my lip and chose not to say anything. His hand was laid on his bare stomach. His tattoos were on full showing to me, letting me examine each and every one of them.

His eyes fluttered slightly, almost as they were begging to go to sleep. I wanted to tell him to go to sleep, but I knew if I were to interfere, he would immediately say he wasn't tired. Of course, then he would act like a tough guy, sitting up and grunting for me to go to sleep.

I stared at him some more, I didn't quite know why. Maybe I couldn't help myself. The large vein that always stuck out in his arm, was tightened. His hand was rested on his stomach, tightening ever so often. His hair was a full-on mess, needing a definite wash. His body shook ever so often, maybe I want to whimper.

It was obvious he still hasn't recovered from being shocked like that. The amount of pain that he experienced for me was like unlike any other. The fact that he came after me, even after our fight, was amazing. I-I didn't know why I continued to doubt his love for me. Did he even love me?

I watched Andy begin to sit up, so I quickly laid myself back down, returning into my state of slumber. I kept my ears open, listening to him beginning to get up. His feet staggered close to me, suddenly feeling his body heat near my back.

"I love you so much..." he whispered into my ear. "I'm so sorry..." his hand glided onto my arm, rubbing back and forth.

I remained my back facing him, my eyes shut closed.

"This wouldn't happen if it weren't for me." His voice shook with emotion. "I'm an idiot. I'll admit that... in fact, I'm more than an idiot. I don't even deserve you." His voice cracked.

"I love you so damn much... I'm just another idiot, you deserve- you deserve so much better." A small sob escaped his mouth. There was silence between us like he was hesitant on what to say next.

"I wish I could be a better person, I wish I was better in the past. I treated you like shit, and I'll admit to that. I'll admit to my actions." His voice hung onto the last words tightly. His body moved slightly against mine. I could feel his bare chest on my back. His arm tightened around me.

I couldn't handle faking to be asleep, so I pretended to wake up. I moved slightly away from Andy, pretending like I hadn't heard all that he had said.

Andy's eyes seemed to glow in the dim lighting of the moon. I could see the moon through the skylights of the pharmacy, shining directly on us. His eyes reflected off the moon, making it seem as though his eyes were clear instead of the bright blue they always were.

His lips parted slightly as if he had no idea what to say.

"Are you okay?"

I almost avoided those words as much as I could.

I wasn't okay.

I was lying to you.

"I'm okay."

Andy stared at me, his voice slightly hanging out, but not making any words. He seemed to be debating whether or not to believe me.

"You aren't okay."

I blinked, looking away. I knew if I stared once more into those bright blue eyes, I would sob, so harder than I could ever imagine. I knew if I looked at him one more time, I would admit to him what happened. Of course, I didn't want that to happen. I couldn't imagine what possibly could happen if Andy were to happen.

"You're so distant to me... I can't even touch you-" he reached out to me, and I flinched. "without you acting as if my hand were acid." His mouth moved slightly, he was begging on saying more, but he seemed indecisive on what to say. As if he feared what he could possibly say next could possibly hurt me.

His tongue went over his lips, licking the plump, bright pink lips. His eyes darted to the side and he sat up.

"Something happened." His voice grew darker. "Winter... something happened and I know it did." He muttered.

"Nothing happened," I replied, calmly. I held it in with every ounce of my body. I wouldn't let him know. I couldn't let him know. It was for his own good.

Andy wanted to persist, I knew he did, but he didn't continue. Instead, he leaned away and looked down at his hands. He didn't say anything and there was a long pause.

I could feel the tension between us begin to rise, but this time it didn't dissipate. I bit my lip, my eyes staring at the side of his face.

"I wish I could've helped. I wish I could have done something to change all this." His voice cracked. "To give you something better than this." He motioned to himself.

My lips parted, my voice humming, begging for me to say something, but I couldn't.

"To give you a better life than this." He whispered. "I rather see you happy...happy with someone else... someone who isn't me." His eyes focused his eyes on his hands. His arm tightened as he began to fumble around with his hands. It was obvious that he did that when he wasn't sure of what he was saying.

"Don't say that-" I began.

"Because it's true." He finally faced me. His eyes were filled with tears and I gasped softly. His lip trembled, creating a small pout in the process. "You deserve so much better than me..."

"A-Andy..." I murmured, beginning to feel several emotions take over me.

"Please.." he got closer to me, his hand going through my hair. His lips leveled to mine, barely inches away from me. "Just let me-" before he crashed his lips into mine.

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