Everything Will Be Fine (Andy Biersack) **COMPLETED!**
Chapter 6: I wont give up on you
IAnnabell P.O.V
I stay clear of Andy for the next couple days. I really don’t know what I am getting myself into. I want to help him and fix him and make him trust again. But, what if it means getting hurt in the making? I must decide what length I will allow myself to go In order to help this once happy and now broken boy. Andy, he is trouble. But I see safety in his eyes, like he want me to stay with him. But yet he doesn’t trust himself with me. I decide to text him.
Hey Andy, Want to hang out today? Maybe work on the story a little bit. I am also having a Christmas Eve party with my family tonight. My mother wanted me to invite your family
~Annabell
Do you still really want to even know me? Still I accept, My mother and father will be happy to think I have friends
~Andy
I thought we were friends?
~Annabell
He makes me sad. Then Happy. Then Angry. And most of the time scared. I can admit it to. I’m Scared, I’m Scared, and I’m Scared. But that doesn’t want to make me stay away. I want him to be okay again. Because if I just gave up on him and let him jump of that cliff. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. It would be my entire Fault. But my question will always remain, what am I chasing? The love of a madman?The touch of a broken child? Maybe, a new found understanding of his sick twisted mind.
What more do I have to explain to you Annabell? I don’t want you hurt. I care about you. I can’t hurt you. Annabell, In life you will learn. Standing alone is better than standing with people who hurt you. And if you decide, little lamb that this is what you want. You would be in the aim of fire, of a lion that is Hungry and ready to attack. Don’t be stupid Annabell.
~Andy
Then I guess I am one stupid naive little lamb. See you tonight.
~Annabell
~~~PARTY~~~
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I look around and see a few family members. The teens look like they don’t want to be here, My grandparents are squeezing their cheeks, some parents are getting drunk and some are sober joking around. Cheesy songs are playing and I am waiting, waiting for Andy while sipping on Apple Cider.
My dress is short and itchy. But my mum insisted. Why couldn’t I have been adopted into another family? No, I’m glad I’m not with my real mom. I was pit in to adoptive care when I was ten. Why did my mom have to be an abusive crack head? Why couldn’t she be a nice over protective like Janet? Like my mom now? I don’t question it. At least I’m not abused anymore.
My train of thought is interrupted when Andy walks throw the door.His hair is normal, No makeup, Skinny Jeans, and a button up dress shirt. Clearly the work of his parents. But he comes right over to me, And for the first time in a long time. He smiles, actually smiles. His smile is so bright and white and He takes my arm.
“Thank you” He whispers into my ear and bright eyes look past mine into my Heart and make it flutter “Your welcome” I say and we head upstairs into my bedroom.
What does this mean? Does this mean that he wants to be friends with me? That is is going to let me inside of his heart and inside of him?
“How are you feeling?” I ask and he smiles the brightest smile, like he doesn’t look that sad today “Healed. I am very sorry for storming out at lunch. That was very rude of me. I can promise it wont happen again, Annabell” He says standing up.
“You are forgiven as long as, A friendship is made” I say and he smiles and nods.
“Andy” I say “What?” He asks.
“Do you have the urge to hurt me?” I say and he thinks.
“I don’t know what the feeling is, I either really want to cut you up in my bathtub” He says and give him a look of shock as he stands up close to my face with his pupils dilating “Or push you up hard against this wall hard and kiss you reputedly. I don’t know if its anger, or attraction. Maybe both are mixed for me. I haven’t figured this out yet”.
“Well if you are going to do one of them I would appreciate if you didn’t cut me up, I would like to keep my life as long as possible” I say.
“As you wish darling Annabell” So he does.
He kisses me and now I know I must stick beside him for the time being. This is dangerous. But I think He loves me more so to hold back his inappropriate Anger toward me or whatever reason it appeared in the first place. I must help him.
I stay clear of Andy for the next couple days. I really don’t know what I am getting myself into. I want to help him and fix him and make him trust again. But, what if it means getting hurt in the making? I must decide what length I will allow myself to go In order to help this once happy and now broken boy. Andy, he is trouble. But I see safety in his eyes, like he want me to stay with him. But yet he doesn’t trust himself with me. I decide to text him.
Hey Andy, Want to hang out today? Maybe work on the story a little bit. I am also having a Christmas Eve party with my family tonight. My mother wanted me to invite your family
~Annabell
Do you still really want to even know me? Still I accept, My mother and father will be happy to think I have friends
~Andy
I thought we were friends?
~Annabell
He makes me sad. Then Happy. Then Angry. And most of the time scared. I can admit it to. I’m Scared, I’m Scared, and I’m Scared. But that doesn’t want to make me stay away. I want him to be okay again. Because if I just gave up on him and let him jump of that cliff. I wouldn’t be able to live with myself. It would be my entire Fault. But my question will always remain, what am I chasing? The love of a madman?The touch of a broken child? Maybe, a new found understanding of his sick twisted mind.
What more do I have to explain to you Annabell? I don’t want you hurt. I care about you. I can’t hurt you. Annabell, In life you will learn. Standing alone is better than standing with people who hurt you. And if you decide, little lamb that this is what you want. You would be in the aim of fire, of a lion that is Hungry and ready to attack. Don’t be stupid Annabell.
~Andy
Then I guess I am one stupid naive little lamb. See you tonight.
~Annabell
~~~PARTY~~~
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I look around and see a few family members. The teens look like they don’t want to be here, My grandparents are squeezing their cheeks, some parents are getting drunk and some are sober joking around. Cheesy songs are playing and I am waiting, waiting for Andy while sipping on Apple Cider.
My dress is short and itchy. But my mum insisted. Why couldn’t I have been adopted into another family? No, I’m glad I’m not with my real mom. I was pit in to adoptive care when I was ten. Why did my mom have to be an abusive crack head? Why couldn’t she be a nice over protective like Janet? Like my mom now? I don’t question it. At least I’m not abused anymore.
My train of thought is interrupted when Andy walks throw the door.His hair is normal, No makeup, Skinny Jeans, and a button up dress shirt. Clearly the work of his parents. But he comes right over to me, And for the first time in a long time. He smiles, actually smiles. His smile is so bright and white and He takes my arm.
“Thank you” He whispers into my ear and bright eyes look past mine into my Heart and make it flutter “Your welcome” I say and we head upstairs into my bedroom.
What does this mean? Does this mean that he wants to be friends with me? That is is going to let me inside of his heart and inside of him?
“How are you feeling?” I ask and he smiles the brightest smile, like he doesn’t look that sad today “Healed. I am very sorry for storming out at lunch. That was very rude of me. I can promise it wont happen again, Annabell” He says standing up.
“You are forgiven as long as, A friendship is made” I say and he smiles and nods.
“Andy” I say “What?” He asks.
“Do you have the urge to hurt me?” I say and he thinks.
“I don’t know what the feeling is, I either really want to cut you up in my bathtub” He says and give him a look of shock as he stands up close to my face with his pupils dilating “Or push you up hard against this wall hard and kiss you reputedly. I don’t know if its anger, or attraction. Maybe both are mixed for me. I haven’t figured this out yet”.
“Well if you are going to do one of them I would appreciate if you didn’t cut me up, I would like to keep my life as long as possible” I say.
“As you wish darling Annabell” So he does.
He kisses me and now I know I must stick beside him for the time being. This is dangerous. But I think He loves me more so to hold back his inappropriate Anger toward me or whatever reason it appeared in the first place. I must help him.
Notes
HELLO! So I love the attention this story Is getting! So I decided to not be an insecure bitch and show you a picture of your story creator!
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