Andy’s hands were all over Cami and she could feel Micha’s eyes burning into her back. There was just something about his presence that both scared and excited her. Not that she’d ever admit that he was far too old for her and way to much of a dick. When the slower song ended and a faster on paced song came on her and Andy didn’t break away, not until Micha came up to them.
"You should lose the dweeb. He's doing nothing but bringing your entire look down, sweatheart. He's nothing more than a child trying to be a man." she raised her brow, irritated with him in a matter of seconds. Andy’s arm was around her waist and he pulled her close protectively as Micha turned his eyes from her to him. "Why don't you just fuck off you little shit. I'd hate to have to hurt you."
Andy’s body tensed against hers and she knew she had to defuse the situation before it got out of hand. Andy and Micha had never physically gotten into it, but they’d been pretty damn close to it before. As much as she wanted to see her quarter back boyfriend beat the shit out of her overly protective, arrogant step-brother. She knew for a fact that Micha was in to some pretty dark shit and he wouldn’t stop at just beating the shit out of him, he’d probably kill him if he got the chance.
"Cami, dear, don't you think that you could have chose something a bit more appropriate for this evening?" Her-Step mom interrupted before she had a chance to defuse it and the tension between the three of them was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
“Thanks, but my mom is dead…and you’ll never be her. So stop trying and don’t worry, Andy and I were just leaving.” She spat harshly turning her gaze back to Micha. “Mind your own business and I swear to God if you touch him, I’ll kill you.” She said dead serious, lacing her fingers with Andy and pushing past the two of them.
She wasn’t stupid she knew that Micha would more than likely follow after them, which make her pace quicken. Her honestly scared the shit out of her when he was pissed. Not that she’d ever let him know that, because she was stubborn as hell.
Of course I missed you, asshole." she said softly resting her hands on his and he smirked. "I was beginning to think that you didn't like me anymore." she turned to face him and he dropped his arms holding her eyes as he lit himself another cigarette, taking a long drag from it.
She looked incredible, not that he’d tell her that, he was way too stubborn to be that open about his feelings. He could feel her energy tense and on edge and he knew that was because of her father, things were always different when he was around and he knew there was something very wrong, yet Hailee refused to tell him and it irritated him.
"It would be nice if you would at least call me every once in a while. For all I knew you were laying somewhere dead. I really needed you around." she said suddenly hugging him and he rested his cigarette between his lips and hugged her back. "Do you think we could go outside? I've..been into it with Dad today and the longer I can stay away from him, the better." she said and he could tell she was lying but he didn’t argue with her he figured that he owed it to her considering he’d ditched her for the past month.
He took another drag off his cigarette, before tossing his arm over her shoulder. “Yeah doll, let’s get out of here. Rich people make me sick…well except you.”He said with a playful smirk as he lead her outside. They slipped out the door together making their way towards his car. “What do you say to a night of getting drunk out on the back road?” the back roads was where most the bad kids went it was in the middle of nowhere, there was a manmade bon fire a couch and there was almost always tons of booze because it was an unspoken tradition that people kept it stalked.
“Hey wrist cutter!” he heard his cousins voice from behind him and rolled his eyes, she was always calling him the worst possible names she could think of because of the way he dressed. “Where are you and your girlfriend going we need a ride and quick, I’ll pay you.”