"Well that's because...Well it might be easier if i just tell you what happened. Ya see, when you were at Smoke and Mirrors and that guy hit you, you fell back on the chair you were sitting in and it broke. The wooden leg went through your stomach, which is why it hurts, and after you fell, I...uhhh...kind of lost my temper and knocked the guy out. His fat ass fell on you crushing you and causing you to die." Andy said.

"So I'm dead?" I asked still trying to figure everything out.

"Well, yes and no." Andy said looking like he was deep in thought.

"What do you mean? You just said I died!" I said starting to get mad.

"Well once you died, I felt bad for having caused the death of a human, so I bit you and now your back." Andy said with a big smile as if it was supposed to make sense and make everything better.

"Ok so wait, are you like, ya know...a vampire or something?" I asked not really sure and fully aware of how stupid it had sounded.

"What?! Don't tell me you really believe in vampires. No I'm much cooler. I'm what you would call a demon."

"Wha...a-a demon?" I said in disbelief.

"Yup! Now so are you. Don't tell me you believe in vampires, but not demons?"

"I don't believe in vampires and I don't believe in demons!" I said still angry.

"Well then you better start believing in demons." Andy said starting to walk away from me. Andy stopped after talking two steps and looked over his shoulder back at me.

"You comin'?" Andy asked.

"Huh? I don't know who you think you are or where you’re going, but I'm going back home." I said about to turn around and leave when he felt a hand gripping his arm lightly.

"What are you..." I was about to ask when Andy cut me off.

"Well I think I'm Andy Biersack and I'm going to my house and you’re coming with me."

"And what makes you think that you can make me come with you?" I said crossing his arms over his chest.

"Well other than the fact that you don't have a home I would say you have no choice. Besides when a demon makes a human into a demon they can never leave each other’s side." Andy said with a smirk

"So what you’re saying is that you’re either going to glue me to you or your going to make me marry you? Oh and why don't I have a house ?" I said about to completely lose my temper.

"No, see I won’t make you do anything, but if we're separated, it'll be a living hell for both of us. As for your house, once you were killed, the woman behind the bar counter called the police. Once the police got there and saw your dead body, they went ahead and called your landlord so that they could put the house back up for sell." Andy said nearly growling the whole explanation.

"Then I'll stay at a hotel ." I replied after I thought about what Andy had told me.

"With what money? Ashley, quite being difficult and just come on." Andy said getting even more annoyed.

I checked my back pocket then and realized that Andy was right, my wallet was gone.

"Oh great. Fine. I'll go." I said.

"Yay I win!" Andy said clearly happy.

We walked for what seemed liked hours when it surely had only been a few minutes when I thought about something.

"Hey, Andy." I said pulling him to a stop.

"Yea what is it Ashley?"

"I was just thinking, shouldn't my clothes and things still be in my house?"

"I don't know. Some of it might be, but I think it'll be a problem if we go back to get them."

"And why is that?"

"Because we'll leave behind our fingerprints, which will stir up a whole lot of problems when the police go to investigate your house."

"Oh. I guess you’re right." I said sadly.

"How about this. Tomorrow we'll go to the mall and get you some new clothes and whatever else you want. Sound good?

"Ok!" I said. I couldn't wait for tomorrow to come. I love shopping. Besides he owes me. I wouldn't have died had it been for him.

***

After 5 hours of walking we finally made it to Andy's house. It was 11:50 we they walked to the front door.

"Hmmmmm..." Andy said flicking his wrist back forth from above his to my head.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Seeing how tall you are compared to me." He said right as he turned around and left the room. He came back a few minutes later with one his T-Shirts and pair of shorts.

"Here, you can change into this up in my room and sleep there. I'll sleep on the couch." Andy said handing me the clothes.

"Thanks." I said talking the clothes and walking up the stairs. It took me a couple of tries to get it right, but I finally found Andy's bed room. I quickly got changed, not even caring that the clothes were 3 sizes too big for me, and climbed in bed. It wasn't long before I was off to sleep.

Notes

So do you think they'll end up liking each other or will they hate each other while being forced to stay together? Guess we'll wait and see.
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