Fighter Chapter 6- Andley

          Little by little his lips parted slightly, maybe from the unexpected action, or it was just because he wanted the same thing that I did. My reasoning wasn't as pure as it should be and it that moment I didn't really care of the reason why his lips parted. My mind was run by the idea of our lips locked together, moving in union on their own beat. He gave me just enough space to slid my tongue in his mouth. I wasn't pleased with movement from his side but that didn't really bothered me. Soon enough he gave in and kissed with more passion that anyone ever had. Lust hold back from both sides released exploding in desire for one another. His movements were quick but skillful, before I know I had pressed my weight over his body. We were so close and sealed that through my pants I could feel his boner. Excitement light in my entire body just at the thought of what was coming next. Suddenly like knocked over the head I was pushed away feeling uneasy at the lack of touch. Christian expressed a face I couldn't define. Was it fear, or was it disgust? From me, for what I've done, what've we done? Picture of pair of blue pearls looking me with care and love crossed my mind and I jumped like flamed running off home. I wasn't being stopped and for once I was glad.
Mentally fighting with myself I couldn't forgive or justify my behavior. Maybe I was just looking for shelter and care, that I wasn't lack of, but lately disregarded. Disgrace fell on me like a hard burden I needed to carry. I felt like I was standing on a cliff.  
Going back with my thinks to CC's house I hooked on his words faintly running though my mind.  
'…because of that recklessness he did something that is not easy to forget. It is haunting him till this day on'

Wonder washed over me for what has Andy done? He said it's still haunting him, so it must be bad. My assumptions were that all of his craziness earlier this night had some kind of connection with it. I wandered off to the dock. The waves were hitting against the concrete fighting a battle without end. Walking really close to the edge of the pavement just an inch away of the deep water. Full of secrets just like Andy. He was just like a water, so profound and mysterious. Just a look in his blue eyes will make you feel lost and forget the world around you, it was easy to fall in and get caught in his vortex. While I, on the other hand was the dock, like a concrete construction, he was plunging against me, never braking me down completely just erode me little by little, weakling me till the point of destruction, yet making me want him and love him even more than before. It was our endless battle, we fought on our own. The first light of the sun penetrated though the sky shattering the darkness. It was dawn soon and I headed home. Andy was in the same position I left him. When I got closer I couldn't help but notice the weariness on his face, he looked tired and older, like he just got elder day by day, it was probably the tiredness that made him look like that. His face was skid, by still he had kept beautiful features, just like before I left, on his face he still had something I rarely saw the last period. Faint smile.
Closing the bathroom door behind me I stripped my clothes with slow movement leaving them fall freely down and lay on the floor. As the warm water fall on me I relaxed and relayed my forearms against the tiles and rest my head on my knuckles. Tear escaped my eyes for the second time that night, but this time they mixed with water. Sobbing I slid down the wall of the shower-cabin. My body shook furiously as sobs of pain mixed with the sound of the water crashing on my shoulders. Soon I rinsed off I put on new clothes and opened the door. First I made sure that there was no any sigh of my breaking down, I never wanted to look broken or weak in front of Andy. And he never wanted to look vulnerable in front of me, it was still the same although we were together for long period. That was, maybe, our only impediment, wanting to be strong for the other, without paying attention of our own pain. I took a deep breath. The new day was on the horizon.
At my surprise Andy was already up. He was turned with his back on me and he popped in some pills, he closed the drawer and finally noticed me.
'Good morning, beautiful.' He pulled out a smile that only he knew how. We met in the middle on the room.
'Looking wonderful today, Andy' I pecked him on the lips. CC's face came up in my head and I pulled back fearfully. Andy noticed but didn't questioned to much.
'What are those pills for?' the question came out as soon as I sat on the bed.
'What pills?' he send naive look, but noticing my expectation he opened the drawer where he put them before and handed them to me.
I took one little plastic bottle in my hand, Cytoxan, I looked at him then read the other. Morpheme read the other bottle. Many guessing were running though my head the last months, but no matter how hard you try, you are never prepared for news of this kind. You can never know what kind of reaction will cause hearing out loud what you only had in your head. Shaking inside I tried my best to stay together and not start to do anything that will make my love feel worse.
'Andy…' my voice crack. 'Cancer?' I whispered.
'Brain tumor' he answered simply like he resigned with the destiny.
'How l…' my words lost themselves somewhere in the middle of my throat. I felt like something is stuck in there not allowing me to breath. My hands started shaking visibly and holding my tears back was making it even harder to inhale. Many questions were waiting to be asked but Andy broke my attempt to do so when he started speaking. It sounded cruel at first but I knew it was his way to deal with the everything.
'The band called a meeting, Jon is already in the studio.' He announced and started putting eyeliner carefully in the mirror that was decoratively put on the bedroom wall curved in different shapes. His calmness was what worried me the most, he was letting off of my feelings. Shrugging off everything he closed up to himself making us drift apart.
'We need to…' I tried again.
'Later, get ready.' His voice was sharp. I obeyed.
'CC called on your phone.' He continued calmly. My heart went into my heels. I felt it skip a beat.
'What, uhm, did he say?' I chocked out at last.
'He said that he urged the meeting, he has something very important to tell all of us.' He said turning to me.
'What's that?' I wondered  appalled. Andy raised his shoulders in a lack of an answer.
'Ready to go?!' he asked finishing his make up. Simple nod was sent in return. My mind was at many places at one time, and it was hard for me to focus or anything, talking more or less.
When he was just about to leave I grabbed his hand quickly turning him to face me. Look of surprise was written over his face, but as soon as I pulled him in my arms he relaxed. Exhaling loudly I asked.
'Oh, my life, why you never said anything?' he buried his head in my chest bending slightly since he was a bit taller than me.
'I knew it is going to make it harder to you. I didn't want you to feel that way.' The answer came by heart and first time in so long I felt sincerity.
'Whatever it is you must always tell me, we'll fight it together.' I took his chin and make him look in my eyes. ' I love you more that I love myself Andrew.' He hugged me strong and released his tears.

Andy P.O.V.
    All the fear I felt for myself, my pain and worry now seemed easier. How could I forget that Ashley will always stay by my side, always get involve. Wanting not to make him feel more worry because of my tumor, I made him worry more by letting him not know about it. Tears hold back for so song, torturing me inside fell down freely, not being stopped. His scent run inside me, making me release all the pain. If he only knew more about me, he would hate me. But telling him at least a little piece of the whole made me feel much easier. Sniffing I pulled back.
'I love you Ash, I love you so much' kissing him on the lips I tasted salty liquid. He cried too. He kissed me with more force, holding his left arm on my waist pulling me closer to him. Our body collided and our hips moved towards each other. Slowly I pulled back to find a little disappointed look in his eyes.
'We're late, the guys would be waiting for us' I explained than added dirty. 'but later…' I left the end of the sentence cliff-hanging just to provoke his imagination. We left the house hand in hand. During the ride Ashley's face seem very confused and scared, he had a lot on his mind I could tell. I guessed it was because of the bad news he got this morning, but he also had this face when I told him about the meeting. I couldn't help but have a thought that it had something to do with it cross my mind. Setting my eyes on the road, I myself wondered about CC's reasons, he seemed very anxious and urged. It took us around 30 minutes to the studio and when we get there Jinxx and Jake were already trying some wicked things on their guitars, but Christian was no where to be found.
'Hey guys!' Ashley gritted them. Jinxx narrowed his eyebrows mockingly.
'Hey love birds! Recovered from last night?' he asked.
'Yeah, fine.' Ashley retorted absently scanning the room.
'You got the lungs boy, and you don't spear them.' Jake turned to me.
'Shut up, bitch' I hit him playfully.
'Where's CC?' Ash asked and in the same moment the door opened revealing the pale figure on the drummer. Tour was coming soon, we will have the album released by the end of this year so it was a lot of work to do. My first thought was that Jon would be giving us a schedule, but C's announcement was bugging me. He sat on the brown old couch facing all of us that were sitting around him.
'Hey.' He mouthed. This really wasn't CC, he looked very serious something that wasn't typical for him. Behind his back showed the man with the girl, this time they were joined by a woman. I gulped. Well you can't have it all, either the seizures or the creepy little ghosts popping everywhere. Chasing away my attention off them I looked at CC. He squeaked his fingers nervously.
'Guys, I have announcement to make.' He stated. All of us waited eagerly and Jon moved his weight on his other feet, as he was the only one standing.
'I am leaving the band' he said quietly and directly. Everyone acted like they didn't hear him. He repeated patiently .
'I am sorry, but I am leaving the band.' Shocked gasp filled the room. Suddenly blackness crossed in front of my eyes but soon it was gone. Some tall man that was sitting next to me yelled. I jumped standing up in surprise.
'CC you can't do this' the man was very upset and he seemed so familiar. And who for fuck's sake was called CC. Was it short of something? Captain Cold maybe. Other people that were in the room started talking something to this man and very visibly panicked.
'Andy, say something.' They turn to me in expectation. What should I say? This situation was out of my understanding, they wanted some kind of advice from me.
Suddenly the man with black hair that was sitting next to me spoke earlier.
'Babe, are you ok?' why did he asked that and he called me 'baby' which meant that I am in some kind of a relationship with this man, how could I not know something like that. 'Andy!' he panic rushed in his voice. I jumped at little bit back in surprise.
'Call 991. Andy stay awake. He fell! Call 991!' he continued yelling irritatingly. The other men started running around the room. Why did he say I fell when I was still on my feet. They made such a fuss out of nothing. Suddenly my vision blurred and the room started spinning. The pale creatures, that were only showing to me perfectly clear, started laughing so hard they rolled on the floor.
'Go away!' I yelled furiously waving with my hand. 'Go away.' repeated and some other things I couldn't make out flew from my mouth. That was the last thing I remembered until all went away in the blackness.