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

"Are you okay?" Andy repeated, his voice oozing concern.

"I....uh....I....um, yeah. I-I'm fine," I stuttered. I couldn't believe my eyes. Andy Biersack was standing right in front of me. But, of course I had to be in an embarrassing state when I met my idol.

"No, you're not. Here, come with me, we'll get you fixed up," he said while grabbing my uninjured wrist, well mostly uninjured, and guiding me into an alleyway.

Andy opened a door that lead to the backstage area. After weaving through the hallways in complete silence for about a minute, we arrived backstage.

"Hey Mark, could you find some tape, a wet rag and bandages, my friend here got hurt," Andy said to a built, brown-haired, middle-aged man.

"Sure, no problem," he responded.

He left and returned not even thirty seconds later. The crew must be pretty speedy around here.

"Here you go," he said giving the tape, rag and bandages to Andy.

"Thanks man," Andy said.

I just remained silent the whole time, trying to absorb everything that had happened. But, my thoughts were interrupted by Andy cleaning up my arm. I looked at Andy as he gently pressed a wet rag to her wrist. A part of me found comfort in his compassion, but I also felt an overwhelming sense of shame.

"Why?" escaped Andy's lips.

"Why what?" I asked.

"Why did you do this to yourself?" Andy asked while looking directly into my eyes.

"I-I don't really know. I felt alone, worthless, and ugly. Everyone at my school told me to cut or kill myself. They said no one would miss me if-if I died. I wanted the pain to be lessened for a little bit," I responded with tears gently streaming down my face.

"Listen to me," Andy said while wiping away my tears with his thumb, "don't ever let anyone tell you that you aren't loved, cared for, or worth anything. You are a beautiful and strong young woman. Those imbeciles just don't realize it. No matter what happens, know that I care about you."

"Thank you," I whispered.

Andy hugged me close to him, and I couldn't help but feel something stir in my heart. I had always loved Andy, but not in that way. I pushed the thought away and just let him comfort me.

When we finally pulled our bodies away from each other, Andy asked, "I just have to ask out of curiosity, why were you here so early? The show doesn't start for another three hours."

"I, um, kinda ran away from home and I didn't know where to go, so I just drove for a while and ended up here," I told him.

"You ran away? Why?" he asked sincerely curious.

"My parents didn't like me, they told me that I was a failure constantly, and when I ran out of school today, I decided to leave. Simple as that. I'm turning 18 tomorrow anyway, so by then it won't matter," I explained.

"I'm sorry that they treated you that way. Do you have a place to stay?"

"I don't actually. I was just planning on sleeping in my truck, since I don't want to go back to school. I'm going to just see what happens."

"I wouldn't feel right letting you fend for yourself. You could, um, you could join me and the guys on tour if you wanted. We have an empty bunk on the tour bus," Andy offered. I noticed a bit of colour rise in Andy's cheeks, it could've been that he was warm. He couldn't like me, right?

I knew that Andy had been dating a nice girl named Juliet Simms since Warped Tour, which only ended roughly four months ago. They were still together, weren't they? Wait, why was this any of my business any way?

Then my brain rewound back to the part where Andy said I could go on tour with Black Veil Brides. Of course I wanted to, but at the same time, I didn't want to be a burden to my heroes.

"Are you sure I wouldn't bother you guys? I mean, you hardly even know me."

"No! Of course not! Besides, you seem like the kind of girl that could tell off Ash, and to be honest, he needs to be told to fuck off every once in a while," Andy joked.

I smiled my first genuine smile in a very long time. I was going to be touring with the men who saved my life, but I wasn't going to tell them that. At least not yet.

I hugged Andy tightly and quietly whispered into his ear, "Thank you."

"Andy!" a voice called.

I let go of Andy to see who it was. It was none other than Ashley Purdy, Jinxx, CC, and Jake Pitts. I was in such a state of shock that I forgot that she had a bloody rag on my wrist. I guess I just had a knack for making strong impressions.

"Whoa! Are you Alright?" Jinxx asked.

"Wha-oh, yeah. I'm fine," I said, only just realizing he was talking about my bloody wrist.

"I got it," Andy said to me.

Andy removed the rag and wrapped the bandages around my wrist and taping it, ignoring the guys' concerned stares.

"What happened?" CC asked.

"Nothing important. At least, not anymore," I said, sending Andy a small smile, which he returned.

"Oh, by the was guys, Melanie here is going to be joining us on tour, if that's alright with you guys," Andy said.

"Depends. How old are you?" Jake asked me.

"I'm turning 18 tomorrow," I replied timidly.

"Fine by me, how about you guys?" Jake asked the rest of the group.

"It's cool with me," CC said.

"I'm okay with it," Jinxx replied.

"I'm alright with it. Well, as long as she shares a bunk with me," Ashley winked at me.

"Not happening Ashley. I'm not that easy," I laughed.

Ashley pouted while Andy and everyone else laughed.

"Aww! Don't pout Ashley!" I said. I walked up to Ashley and gave him a small kiss on his pouted lip.

Ashley quickly turned his frown into a smile. But, I couldn't help but notice that Andy had a look of what seemed like jealousy plastered on his face. Was he really jealous about me kissing Ashley? No, absolutely not. I shouldn't have even tried to get my hopes up.

"Anyway," Jinxx began, " we came to tell you Andy, that sound check starts in five, well more like two now. So, we need to head on stage."

"Alright. Melanie you can hang out back here, alright?" Andy said.

"Sure, no problem," I smiled.

"See you in a bit sexy!" Ashley flirted.

"Can't wait!" I giggled.

When the guys walked about ten feet away, I saw Andy hit Ashley on the arm, hard. I couldn't help but laugh at the stupid expression on Ashley's face.

Maybe my life was actually going to be okay now.

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