Where was she? Dess cracked an eye open and stared around the darkened room. Right, she was in London and last night had been ridiculous. Sitting up Odessa looked around for Andy, and instead of his body laying next to her, she saw a small note on his pillow. She yawned and stretched, her muscles still sore from the plane ride and she picked up the note. Glancing up, Dess also noticed that there was a small cart sitting over by the couch. She looked back down at the note, a small smile coming to her lips as she read.


Dess,
I didn’t want to wake you! I ordered breakfast for you in case you were hungry when you got up. The band has some interviews to do today before our show tonight. Please come? I wrote the address down at the bottom. I really want you there tonight babe. While I’m gone do some exploring…this is your chance to see and do things you’ve never experienced before. I love you…more than I can ever scream.

Love,
Andy

Odessa smiled as she laid the note down on the bedside table and she heard her stomach grumble then, it was obviously time to eat. Moving over towards the couch, Dess grabbed the remote and switched on the television as she pulled the metal cap off of one of the trays. Bacon, eggs and waffles.

Thankfully Andy had thought to order off of the American menu as Dess shuddered to think what they normally would have served. Curious she lifted the other metal cap and held a hand up to her mouth. There on the second plate sat three flowers: Forget-Me-Nots, Purple Hyacinth , and Purple Pansy. Odessa picked them each up in turn, smiling softly as she thought about Andy’s message to her.


“I could never forget you Biersack…so adorable.” She set the flowers off to the side and moved to sit down on the couch. She ate the food heartily and smiled as she heard her phone buzzing from the counter in the bathroom. Reaching it, Dess saw that she had gotten a text from Moira and her heart raced as she clicked to open it.


Monkey: hve u lookd onlne yet?
Dragonfly: No. I just got up. Why are YOU up? Isn’t it like five in the morning there?
Monkey: not feelin 2 gud just look onlne Dess


Odessa shrugged off her sister’s message and headed off to shower. Odessa hadn’t a clue what she was going to do today; she would probably just wander around and see whatever sites she happened to come upon. She finished her shower quickly and with the thought niggling in the back of her mind, Dess went back out to the bedroom, pulling her laptop from her bag she set it to boot up while she did her hair. She blew it straight, her hair now hung down a little past her shoulders and Odessa wondered if she should cut it or just let it continue to grow. Finally finished she walked back out and sitting down on the bed she brought up her Tumblr first.


“Okay, nothing new…let’s check the Black Veil Brides tag.” She skimmed the page, her face lighting up as pictures from last night’s show scrolled down the page.

“Okay, how about Andy Biersack…” She clicked in Andy’s name quickly and felt her stomach turn sour at what she saw. There were pictures of Andy, up on the stage, but there were also plenty of pictures of her as well. Clicking on one, the notes popped up on her screen and Odessa felt tears come to her eyes.

“…so fucking ugly.”
“Worthless skank.”
“Doesn’t even like BVB…she just fucks Andy.”
“Fat cow.”
“…heard she’s some sort of comic artist. I’ve seen her stuff and it’s not that special.”
“He could do so much better than some wannabe like her.”
“Not pretty.”
“Lose some weight there chick…I can see your rolls from here.”


The comments went on and on and there were more than just a few pictures of her up. There were actually more pictures of Dess on Andy’s tag than there were of him and she felt her stomach turn as she continued to scroll down. Suddenly a very familiar picture popped up on the screen and Dess cried out. It was one of the pictures that she had in her album, her and her father on her graduation day. How did that get posted on Tumblr? She hesitantly clicked on the notes and felt the tears spill on to her cheeks.


“…obviously loves older men.”
“Freak.”
“Look at her stupid hair…no one dies their hair pink anymore.”
“Skank.”
“Cheat.”
“Slut.”


Odessa shut her laptop, the snapping sound echoing throughout the room. She had made plans to go out and explore, but now all she wanted to do was to curl up into a ball and never leave this hotel room. Dess bit down her lip as she tried to calm down, but it was no use. How could people be so mean? So cruel? They didn’t even know her and yet it seemed like none of them thought much of what they saw.

Running her hands through her hair Dess made a silent decision-she was not going to tell Andy about any of this. If he looked online tonight and saw it then she could deny knowing about it. Odessa moved from the bed. She couldn’t just lay here and wallow.
Silently Odessa moved around the room, dressing in a dark sweater and jeans, she also pulled on a pair of mid-calf boots and seeing that Andy had left a pair of his sunglasses sitting one of the tables she grabbed those too.

With sketchpad under her arm, Dess walked down the hall and headed towards the elevator. Finally after an awkward ride down with another family, Dess hit the street and looked to the left. She saw off towards the end of the street there looked to be a small café and needing a coffee she headed in that direction.

Crossing the street Odessa heard a group of girls behind her and pulling the collar of her jacket up she hastily walked into the small café. She ordered what they called an “American” coffee and soon she was seated outside at a table, her sketchpad in front of her. Dess was so consumed with her sketching that she didn’t even notice that the small group from earlier had sat down at one of the tables behind her. Whispering ensued, but Dess was pretty sure it had nothing to do with her and so she just kept sketching.

Suddenly she sensed someone standing next to her and Dess looked up. There was a girl, probably about Moira’s age, her black hair long and stringy as she stood there in a tight BVB t-shirt and black leather leggings. She sneered down at Dess, a large cup of coffee in one hand while the other was resting on her skinny hip. Dess removed her sunglasses and smiled up at the obviously disgruntled girl. The girl just continued to sneer down at her before suddenly she was removing the cap from her cup and swinging it down towards Dess. Covered in hot coffee, she felt the tears come to her eyes as she just stared open mouthed at the girl.


“Fuck you for thinking that someone like Andy would treat you as anything more than a piece of arse. Worthless twat…” The girl spat down at her and Dess sucked in a breath and said nothing. She heard the girls leave and as she fumbled around for some napkins Dess cried out. The sketch she had been working on was ruined, the dark brown coffee making the paper curl around the edges.


Picking up the whole book she felt her heart break as she realized that the entire book, which Andy had given her for Christmas, was ruined. Dess could no longer hold back her tears and as she tried to at least wipe the coffee off of her face she decided that it was time to head back to the hotel. No more sightseeing for Odessa. Nope. Not unless Andy or one of the other guys was with her because she knew that the fans would behave around actual members of the band. Sighing she walked off and as she walked Dess tried to figure out why there was such a mixture of reactions with the fans when it came to her relationship with Andy.

It’s not like Andy would ever really date one of his younger fans, so she didn’t understand their jealously. She laughed as she crossed the street, thinking back to right around the time Andy had cut all of his hair off. She had been on Tumblr, the source of it all apparently, and had seen some of the fan reactions.

Most seemed to embrace it, but others seemed to hate it and the ones who hated it seemed to want to place the blame on Dess. She finally made it to the entrance of the hotel and ignoring the stares she was getting from people as they saw her damp face and coffee stained hair she walked over to the elevator and got on.

Placing the key into the door lock Dess felt her heart grow heavy. She wished Andy had woke her up this morning and taken her with him. That way she would never have seen the things online and her sketches would still be intact. Sighing Odessa placed her book on the bathroom counter and flipped through the pages. She had intended to fill this book up with sketches of Andy, the band and her and Andy and then she was going to give it to Andy on the anniversary of the day that they had met.

Well obviously that plan was shot to hell. Still there were some in here that she could salvage. Working quickly Odessa placed sheets of toilet paper between each page before moving over to the night stand. She pulled out the only book in there, The Bible, and heading back over to her sketch book she placed the heavier book on top. Maybe the pages would dry flat and then she could reassess.

Looking over to the clock Dess saw that she had enough time to shower, again, change, again, and then head over to the venue for the boys sound check. Looking in the mirror as the water heated, Dess could see the stress on her face. She smiled, it looked fake but she could make it work. Sighing as she got in the shower, she felt herself questioning whether or not she could handle being the one and only to Mr. Andrew Biersack.

Notes

Alright guys. Andessa is back! However things may get a little rocky since the fans don't seem to be embracing Dess like Andy had hoped.

Please review and I shall love you forever.

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