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Ok what about where Andy barber, Jacob and his (Andy)'s wife, reader lived together happily and peacefully. Until one day, lauri who got out jail and visits them.
Life was bliss with you and the boys.
Jacob was getting home schooled, Andy moved to practising law privately and you got to cook them dinner every night when you came from work. With Laurie securely in jail, while worries clouded your mind in the middle of the night, they were also subdued when Andy rolled over, wrapped his arms around you and kissed your forehead. Â
âOk so this guy walks into a barâŚâ Andy waved his beer over the cleaned plate in front of him.
It was a regular Wednesday night dinner, the plates of your delicious dinner cleared, warm artificial light filled the room as the boys took turns trying to make you laugh with bad jokes.
âNo, you used this one last month, that isnât fair!â Jacob groaned.
âHey hey, let me finish!â Andy hushed him.
âOk so he walks into-â Interrupted by a knock at the door.
You all froze. No one ever came to the door anymore. Especially not this time at night.
Andy rose from his seat; you grabbed his forearm.
âWait maybe itâs not a good idea honey.â
âItâs fine.â He kissed your forehead and patted Jacobâs head as he made his way to the front door.
You put your hand on Jacobâs, rubbing it softly âHey, youâll be ok, he protects us remember.â He gave you a small smile and nod.
You heard him walk to the door and the shuffling sounds of the door opening.
âNo no no donât do that! Donât fucking touch me.â Andyâs voice rose and you got up in instinct.
âYeah Laurie, look I donât care youâre not allowed to be here itâs a court order.â
âPlease donât let her in here Y/N.â Jacob gave you a pleading whisper.
âGo up to your room, ok honey? Weâll come and see you soon. Itâll be ok.â You pulled his fringe back from his head.
He nodded, holding back tears. Getting up quickly and moving up the stairs.
You came up behind Andy, putting your hand on his lower back.
âOh, so youâre with her now? That fucking slut?â Laurie spat at your presence.
âHey! Hey! You donât get to talk to her like that. You donât get to come here and disturb the peace. Now if you donât get off OUR property in the next 2 minutes, I will make sure you go straight back to jail.â
You cowered behind Andy, trying to hide your tears at her hurtful words, you werenât a homewrecker by any means. Your relationship started as colleagues, you were a shoulder to cry on, with Andy everyday through all the tribulations and trial. He slept on your couch 3 times a week to get away from it all, never once pulling a move. Your relationship started after she went to jail and the divorced was finalised.
Laurie growled, lunging for you, deep rage in her eyes. She didnât make it far before Andyâs quick reflexes pushed her back with minimal effort, back out the door.
âTHATâS IT IâM CALLING.â He slammed the door, marching to his phone in the kitchen.
âAndy, sheâs not worth it⌠sheâs harmless.â You followed him.
âI donât care! Nobody lays their hands on you in your own home. Thatâs not fucking ok. She may seem harmless but Iâm not going to let her get away with that.â
He picked up his phone, holding it to his ear. Hand on your wrist, pulling you close.
âHi, Iâd like to report an attempted assault⌠yeah we have cameras.â
Once the police arrived and you filed the report with Andy closely by your side refusing to leave. You both made your way up to Jacobâs room.
Sound asleep in bed, you both decided youâll talk to him tomorrow, both exhausted and not wanting to wake him.
You crawled up against Andy in bed. His grip on you still tight and tense.
âIâll never let anything happen to you, you know?â
âI know, she wonât bother us again weâll get the restraining order.â
âNot just her, anything in life. My top priority will always be keeping you two safe.â
âI know. Thatâs why youâre the best baby.â You smiled up at him.
He placed a small kiss on your forehead. Pulling your chin up to meet him with his thumb and his pointer, he placed another soft, deep kiss on your lips.
âI love you Y/N.â