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

Andy and I stepped onto the bus, and I was relieved that all of the guys were still asleep. i quickly rushed to the bathroom, jumping over random crap that littered the floors. I grabbed a towel and soaked it, then used it to wipe off my smeared makeup. I studied myself in the mirror, and when I thought the guys wouldn't be able to tell I had cried, I exited the bathroom.

I noticed that there were some clothes on the floor, the clothes I gave to Skylar to wear last night. I grinned. I was going to have to talk to Skylar later. I saw Andy on the couch playing with his phone. When I sat down next to him, Andy looked up and gave me a sad smile.

"Andy, I'm really sorry about what I put you through earlier. I'd understand if you'd want to just be friends. I don't want to have to worry about having another meltdown every time we kiss. You don't deserve to have a girlfriend who can't get her shit together."

I looked down at my hands. I loved Andy, god did I love him, but I felt so guilty about being a burden to Andy. I was feeling an intense urge to cut. Andy wouldn't have to know if I excused myself to the restroom.

"Mel, stop it! Calm down!" Andy exclaimed as he pulled me into a hug.

I hadn't even realized that i had been scratching my arms. Now blood was slowly oozing from my cuts form a few days ago. I cried into Andy's chest, letting out all of my guilt, frustration, and sadness. My crying, of course, was loud enough to wake the guys from their sleep, and within a couple minutes they were getting out of their bunks.

"Andy, what's going on?" Jinxx asked.

"Nothing to worry about. I'll handle this, you guys get dressed and go out to eat okay?" Andy told them.

All of the guys looked at Andy suspiciously, but left to get their clothes on. Skylar, however, stood there looking at me with sympathy.

"Andy, can I talk to Melanie alone?" Skylar asked.

Andy looked at Skylar skeptically, but then glanced back down to me. He nodded and slowly unwrapped his arms from around me. I continued to sob as Andy got up from the couch. Skylar took his place and tucked lose strands of hair behind my ear.

"Melanie, what happened. You know you can tell me," Skylar said, her voice not much louder than a whisper.

I calmed herself down enough to say, "Sky, something horrible happened to me that I didn't tell you."

"What?" she asked.

I took a deep breath and said, "I got raped, Sky."

"Mel, I'm sorry. Is that why you did this to yourself?" she asked pointing to my wrists.

"Sort of. Andy and I were making-out outside. I was backed up against a brick wall, like when I was raped and I started to freak out. I don't know exactly why, but for a little while I thought Andy was the man who raped me. He calmed me down by singing tom and then when we got back on the bus I told him I'd understand if he wanted to break up. Then I got a huge urge to cut and I-I-I," I broke down in tears again and gripped onto Skylar's forearms.

Skylar hissed in pain, causing me to look up. I turned over Skylar's wrists seeing dozens of scars.

"Skylar, why?"

"My d-dad and the bullying. I didn't know what else to do. I understand you Mel, I really do," Skylar said with her voice cracking.

"Skylar, promise me you'll stop? Let's make a promise right now, that both of us will stop. We'll be each other's support, and when one of us feels like cutting, we talk. Deal?" I said, grabbing onto Skylar's hands.

"Deal," she replied.

"So, what happened last night with you and Ashley?" I asked, trying desperately to move onto a lighter topic.

"We, um, ya know..." Skylar mumbled.

"Oh. My. God. You did it?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said with her cheeks turning bright red.

"I'm so happy for you! Well, as long as you don't get pregnant, because I'm to young to be an aunt. Are you guys official yet?"

"Not yet, we haven't really had a chance to talk about it. I want us to be, but he tours and I work at the tattoo parlor."

"Sky, I want you to come on tour with us."

Skylar stared at me in shock, with her mouth hanging wide-open.

"Are you being serious? You're not pulling my leg or anything?"

"I'm being one million percent serious. I'm sure Ashley would love you and honestly, I need you here as my support. So will you come on tour with us?" I asked.

"I'd love to, but I'd have to quit my job first. Give me a few minutes, okay?" Skylar said as she rose from the couch.

I nodded with a huge grin spread across her face. Skylar left the bus while dialing a number on her phone.

As happy as I was that my best friend was joining the tour, I couldn't help but feel a little bit guilty. Again with the guilt. I had just made my friend give up her job. But for what? To hang out with me to make sure I didn't go off of the deep end? I was being selfish and it was making me feel nauseous.

Nauseous....

I sprinted off the bus to behind some random car in the parking lot. I fell to the ground and stuffed my fingers down my throat. I immediately threw up all over the pavement.

"At least I'm not cutting," I muttered to myself.

I hauled myself up from the ground and shuffled back to the bus. The guys were all sitting on the couch along with Skylar. All eyes turned to me as I walked on.

"Where've you been?" Skylar asked.

"I just went out to get a little air. Are you guys ready to go out for lunch?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah. Let's go," Andy said.

Everyone filed off the bus and walked to some local diner call Georgie's We entered the diner and were greeted by a short, chubby, brown-haired lady. She was wearing a pink flower-printed dress and a pair of gold sandals. She seemed nice enough, but I saw through her façade. This woman hated me and I knew it.

We were all lead to a large booth were their drink orders were taken. I was squished in between Skylar and Andy, which I was relieved about. The short woman returned ten minutes later and asked for orders. The guys all ordered burgers, while Skylar and I were the only one who ordered salads.

I was stirring the ice cubes in my water with my straw when I felt Andy's hand being placed on my knee. I looked up at him and he could probably tell that I was obviously confused. He just smiled at me and mouthed 'I love you.'

He didn't hate me, thank god. After the incident earlier, he still loved me. He was simply perfect.

I smiled back and mouthed 'I love you too.' I quickly glanced to Skylar and remembered I hadn't told the guys that Skylar was joining the tour. I mentally smacked herself in the face.

"Guys, I forgot to tell you that Sky's joining us on tour," I said, loud enough for the guys to stop their conversation and stare at me.

"Where's she going to sleep?" Ashley asked.

"Well, I assumed she would sleep with you. You weren't going to have your girlfriend sleep on the couch, would you?"

Ashley blushed a bit and the guys all gave him weird looks, but that didn't last long because the waitress had returned with our food. The woman placed the burgers down in front of the guys. But, when the woman went to set down my salad, she tipped the plate, causing lettuce, tomatoes, and salad dressing to fall into my lap.

"Oh I'm sorry!" the waitress said in a falsely apologetic voice.

"It's okay. Sky, can you move? I need to use the restroom."

Skylar looked at me with a worried look, but she still scooted out of the booth.

I sprinted to the bathroom that was located at the back of the diner, but I collapsed on the floor in front of the bathroom door and started to cry silently. Why did bad things always happen to me?

I felt a light tap on her shoulder and I looked up. Andy was looking at me with sad eyes.

"Princess, are you alright?" he asked.

"She did that on purpose, Andy," I choked out.

"I know, but don't cry okay? You shouldn't shed a single tear because of her," he said as he got on his knees in front of me.

I nodded. Andy always knew the right words to say to me. Andy leaned in and planted a small kiss on my lips. When he backed away, I pulled his face to hers. I didn't know what was taking over me, but I didn't really care. All I cared about were my lips on his.

Andy slowly started getting up on his feet with me getting up as well. Andy was turned by me so that his back was up against the restroom door. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he rested his hands upon my hips. Andy slid his tongue against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I gladly opened my mouth, and Andy's tongue quickly dominated mine.

When we finally separated for a moment to take in some air, we looked into each other's eyes.

"WHAT THE FUCK?!?!"

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