You're Not Alone (Andy Biersack Love Story) [REVISED]

Andy and I were relaxing on the bus.. It was an off day and the other guys decided to go out. They still didn't know about Andy and I, since we had only just kissed last night. We decided to stay in, and of course that meant snuggling on the couch watching Batman movies.

The 1966 Batman movie had just ended. It was the first Batman movie I had ever seen, therefore it was my favourite, even though I was aware that it was also probably the campiest movie I'd ever seen. Since the movie had ended, we were enjoying the rare silence on the bus.

"Melanie?" Andy asked.

"Mhmm?"

"Can I take you somewhere?"

"Where?" I asked becoming curious.

"It's a surprise," he replied.

"I suppose, but I'd have to get dressed."

"I'll wait for you outside," he said as he pecked me on the lips.

I got off of the couch and rummaged through my suitcase until I found an outfit. I went to the bathroom and changed into a pair of jean shorts and a My Chemical Romance t-shirt. I slipped on a pair of black flip-flops and skipped off the bus.

"Ready to go?" Andy asked.

"Yep."

Andy took my hand in his and we started walking into town. I smiled at the simple gesture. My hand fit perfectly in his and it felt right. But I didn't get to enjoy it for too long, because after five minutes Andy stopped walking and let go of my hand.

"Here we are," Andy said.

"Where-," I started to ask, but then I noticed the tattoo parlor that we were standing in front of.

"What are we doing here?" I asked.

"Well, I wanted to get another tattoo, and I thought that maybe you'd want to get one too."

"Hell yes, I want a tattoo!" I exclaimed while jumping up and down, causing Andy to laugh. I took Andy by the wrist and dragged him into the tattoo parlor.

The tattoo parlor was huge. The walls were painted red and black with tattoo designs covering almost every inch.

"Hello, can I help you?" A girl around my age asked them. Her eyes widened a bit when she looked at Andy.

She had long black and blue hair with bright blue eyes. I noticed the snakebites and the tattoo on her wrist that said 'keep your head high and your middle finger higher.' She was wearing a pair of converse, black skinnies, and a Black Veil Brides tank top. I didn't recognize this girl, but I felt in my stomach that I knew her from somewhere.

"Um, we'd like to get some tattoos," i told the girl.

"Alright, um, can I see some ID?"

Andy and I showed her our drivers licenses. The girl looked at the dates of birth and pictures, then nodded in approval.

"Mikey!" the girl called to the back of the parlor.

A man in his late twenties came from the back. He had short black hair, sleeves, and a septum piercing.

"Yeah?" he asked the girl.

"These two want tattoos. Could you take Andy?" she asked him.

"Sure. Come on," Mikey said, waving for Andy to come with him. Mikey left with Andy to a seperate room, leaving me with the girl.

"Come with me," the girl said as she lead me to a back room. She motioned for me to sit.
I sat in the chair, which reminded me of the ones I saw at the dentists.

"So, you're hanging out with Andy from Black Veil Brides, that's pretty cool," the girl said.

"Yeah, it is. All of the guys are fun to be around."

"Sorry, I didn't catch your name."

"Oh, it's Melanie, Melanie Greer, but most people just call me Mel."

The girl looked at me as if I sprouted extra heads.

"Are you by any chance form Cleveland?" she asked.

"Yeah......" I said.

"Sorry, you probably don't remember me, at least not as I look now. I'm Skylar."

"Sky? Wow, you've changed," I laughed.

I never thought I would have found Skylar here. Back in grade school, she was my best friend and she even got me into some kick ass music.

"Yeah, so have you. Last time I saw you was in sixth grade, and you would wear skirts everyday and sing along to Brittany Spears."

"It's good to see you again. After you left I didn't have any friends. Things also got a bit rough at home."

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to leave, things got kinda complicated for me as well. Anyway, what do you want to get as a tattoo?"

"Um, I want three actually."

"Three? Are you sure? That's a lot to get in one day, it'll be really painful."

"Yeah, I'm sure," I replied.

"Alright, so what do you want?"

"I want 'Never Give In, Never Back Down' wrapping around my left wrist, 'So hear my voice, remind you not to bleed' wrapping around my right wrist, and one on my lower back that's a music note with 'Andy' written next to it."

"Andy? Are you two a thing?" she asked.

"Um kinda, but it's sort of a secret, so please don't tell anyone," I begged.

"Who am I going to tell?" she laughed, "Don't worry, your secret's safe with me."

"Thank you."

"So are you ready to get this started?" Skylar asked.

"Yeah," I sighed, collecting my nerves.

After what seemed to me like days, my tattoos were finished. The places where I got tattoos hurt like hell. Next time Skylar advised me to not to do something, I was going to listen.

"How are you feeling?" Skylar asked.

"Like hell, I love my tattoos though," I replied as we headed back out to the waiting area.

Andy was reclined in one of the chairs with his eyes closed while listening to his iPod. He was so distracted by his music that when I stood right in front of him, clearing my throat, he didn't open his eyes. I found it somewhat amusing. I grabbed his headphones and yanked them out of his ears.

"What the-?!" he yelled.

I saw him look at me with a startled look. I just laughed and handed his headphones back to him. Skylar just stood there quietly laughing to herself.

"So, um, where do we pay?" Andy asked.

"I'll take you guys at the cash register," Skylar said.

Andy ended up paying for the tattoos even though I kept on insisting I could pay for herself.

"So, are you coming to the show tomorrow?" Andy asked Skylar.

"No, unfortunately. The tickets got sold out before I could gather up enough money to pay for them," she replied.

"Andy, could you get her a backstage pass or something?" I asked. I felt kind of guilty for asking. I felt like it might seem like I was using him.

"I suppose I could, but, um, did I miss something here?' Andy asked looking back and forth between Skylar and me.

"Oh, yeah. Skylar and I were best friends when we were kids," I explained.

"Oh, alright. I'll see what I can do."

Skylar and I swapped phone numbers before saying goodbye. As I turned to leave with Andy, I thought I saw scars on Skylar's arms. But I could just be imagining things, right?
I hoped with all my heart that Skylar was okay. Even though I hadn't seen her in years, she was the only friend I ever had, and I didn't want to lose her.

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