Everything Will Be Fine (Andy Biersack) **COMPLETED!**
Chapter 2: So his name is Andy..
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Annabell P.o.v
Maybe I didn't sleep last night. How could I? I seen yesterdays horrible event over and over running throw my head. His harsh word in my head going "Just keep away from me Annabell, You have no idea what I could do to you". And though he told me to keep away from his danger. I must do the opposite. He is the only boy I have ever had a dream about.
Its not like I love him. God no, It couldent be love. I am compelled to him in a way. Like the danger he insists he is makes me want to know him. It may also be what I saw yesterday, Him hanging off the edge. But an empty soul who finds death as the only way out. I am completely sure if I had not followed this broken boy yesterday. He wouldn't be here today. Maybe people would care, and if anything feel guilt. They made him do it. But I would be heart broken, Even though I know nothing about this boy.
I wait at the bus stop, and when I finally see him coming. he walks by our eyes lock. His are darker then normal, Filled with hatred almost. Like he hates me for snapping his mind into the right place. As for my eyes. They fill with fear. I have no idea why though. Is it the fear that he could actually hurt me? Of the fear of losing him? maybe the fear of that actually being hate in his eyes.
When the bus pulls up happiness over flows me. I am chilled to the bone from the harsh cold wind of winter. Some boy flips his books. How I would kill to know his name. I run over by his side and start to help. His eyes are on mine and he grunts.
"I'm fine" He says stale "Get on the bus now Annabell, I don't need your help" He says not looking at me.
"No" I say "That jerk flipped your books, I can help. Now get over you ego and let me help you" What did I just say that for?!
"My ego?" He slightly laughs a deep laugh. "Yes" I say handing him his books "Its okay to take help once and a while, Whats your name? You know mine".
"Andy" He says "Annabell, I don't need your help anymore. I don't need your friendship if that's what your implying" He says looking me in the eye and getting on the bus, I trail off behind him.
I think about sitting with him, Then I think I better not and sit in my usaual seat behind him. His name is Andy, What a perfect name for a perfect being. Why dosent he want a friend? If only I could get inside his mind. Then I could see whats killing him inside. Maybe thats my new objective, Befriending a lonly soul that wants nothing more to be alone. I feel he might like it better that way.
Annabell P.o.v
Maybe I didn't sleep last night. How could I? I seen yesterdays horrible event over and over running throw my head. His harsh word in my head going "Just keep away from me Annabell, You have no idea what I could do to you". And though he told me to keep away from his danger. I must do the opposite. He is the only boy I have ever had a dream about.
Its not like I love him. God no, It couldent be love. I am compelled to him in a way. Like the danger he insists he is makes me want to know him. It may also be what I saw yesterday, Him hanging off the edge. But an empty soul who finds death as the only way out. I am completely sure if I had not followed this broken boy yesterday. He wouldn't be here today. Maybe people would care, and if anything feel guilt. They made him do it. But I would be heart broken, Even though I know nothing about this boy.
I wait at the bus stop, and when I finally see him coming. he walks by our eyes lock. His are darker then normal, Filled with hatred almost. Like he hates me for snapping his mind into the right place. As for my eyes. They fill with fear. I have no idea why though. Is it the fear that he could actually hurt me? Of the fear of losing him? maybe the fear of that actually being hate in his eyes.
When the bus pulls up happiness over flows me. I am chilled to the bone from the harsh cold wind of winter. Some boy flips his books. How I would kill to know his name. I run over by his side and start to help. His eyes are on mine and he grunts.
"I'm fine" He says stale "Get on the bus now Annabell, I don't need your help" He says not looking at me.
"No" I say "That jerk flipped your books, I can help. Now get over you ego and let me help you" What did I just say that for?!
"My ego?" He slightly laughs a deep laugh. "Yes" I say handing him his books "Its okay to take help once and a while, Whats your name? You know mine".
"Andy" He says "Annabell, I don't need your help anymore. I don't need your friendship if that's what your implying" He says looking me in the eye and getting on the bus, I trail off behind him.
I think about sitting with him, Then I think I better not and sit in my usaual seat behind him. His name is Andy, What a perfect name for a perfect being. Why dosent he want a friend? If only I could get inside his mind. Then I could see whats killing him inside. Maybe thats my new objective, Befriending a lonly soul that wants nothing more to be alone. I feel he might like it better that way.
Notes
Okay so hmmm, I was never really good at writeing here. But I would really like someone to read my storys. I really like this one though. Keep commenting, subscribing, and rating.Remember your not alone <3
~Hailey
@foreverandalwaysawildone
Thank you darling :)
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