The apartment belonging to Andy Biersack and Juliet Simms is unoccupied by one or the other typically. Rarely have the two residents been able to overlap their stays at the home for long enough to reconnect with each other. Love fades as time goes on and the longer the separation, the deeper the gash between the bond. Juliet has been on tour for two months without returning home. Andy has been living without seeing his love for over three, currently his band is putting together a third album. Previously they had been on a long European tour, only one day were the two lovers able to meet up. Now Juliet is finally returning to the L.A. residence, with some news that should wait until the next day.

When the door opens and Juliet drops her bags on the ground, the clunk announcing her presence to the dark haired man anxiously awaiting her arrival. Andy leaps from his spot on the couch, pulling his girlfriend into a tight embrace within seconds. "I love you so much. I missed you terribly." He whispers into her hair, pressing his lips against her head softly. She sighs, "I love you too Andy."
His arms let go of his love, and their lips collide in lust for passion that they have not been able to have in months. Soon they are laying with sweat glistening on their naked bodies, wrapped in a pile of sheets. His tight arms wrap around her tiny frame, pulling Juliet closer. Andy's soft whisper only makes her yearn for the love that they had shared which is now faded. He may not see it, but she knows that her love for Andy is sadly long gone.
"I'm so glad to have you back in my arms." His lips press against the bare skin of her shoulder one last time before they sleep, only encouraging the tear that is about to fall from her eye. "I love you Juliet."
All she can do is sigh.

Across the hall, a similar situation is happening. A once strong love is crumbling with the last yearn for the reconnection being a passionate night alone. With their quiet dinner already complete hours before, Arielle and Dean are expressing their desires for each other in a final hope. She curls into his tan arms, looking into his dark eyes that are deep in thought. "Dean, are you okay?"
A delayed answer comes with a kiss on the forehead, "Arielle why don't you get some sleep? That big presentation probably wore you out.."
Her light brown eyes flutter shut as his lips land on her pale skin, the same fire she has always felt still burns with his touch. "I love you..." She whispers, not getting a response before drifting off to sleep.

Juliet's eyes were crusted with salty tears as she awoke the next morning. Her soon to be ex-boyfriend lies sound asleep next to her, having rolled over in his sleep. Her rushed morning routine is slower this morning, as she packs some of her belongings into her bags. While she makes breakfast for the two of them, strong arms hug her from behind. He pecks her cheek, "morning baby."
"Hi Andy." She responds, trying to sound happy, only her voice cracks.
"Juliet, is there something wrong?" He asks innocently, "Did something happen on tour?"
Andy hears the sadness in her tone as she wriggles out of his grasp, "we need to talk."
He knows what this means, his beautiful girlfriend is about to end their relationship. Right as he got her back, she slipped through his fingers.
"Juliet..." He doesn't know what to say.
"Andy, I don't think this is working for me..." She sighs, letting a tear stream down her cheek, "It's not that I don't love you, it's just- Andy I can't handle the stress of our relationship. I can't be away from you for months at a time and maintain the relationship."
He lets a tear slip from his watery eyes. Last night he had thought that everything was perfect, they were finally together again. There was so much to look forward to.
"But we are together now?" He tries, knowing that she is right. She brushes the tear from her eye, "I'm sorry Andy. I hoped we could make it work, but it won't. I'm leaving in an hour."
He can only break down into tears, closing the door to the extra bedroom behind him. His sobs plague her heart as she packs up her last few belongings, awaiting her brother who is taking her in.

Across the hall in apartment 5a, Arielle awakes to Dean muttering in the kitchen. She notices his scowl and contemplative look as he runs a hand through His thick chocolate hair in frustration.
"Dean?"
He looks up suddenly, apology written all over his face. "Arielle, we need to break up."
"What?" Her voice suddenly small as he sighs. "This isn't working anymore."
"But-"
"I'm sorry Arielle, I tried."
Her sadness turns to anger as she yells, "Leave! Get out of my apartment!"
His solemn nod only leads to more shouts, "I Love you! I gave you everything and you're leaving me!"
He only continues to pack up his possessions, trying to ignore his ex-girlfriend's emotional explosion. As the last zipper is zipped he stands in the open doorway. Behind him a petite girl does the same, only to a tall man with short black hair and puffy red eyes from crying. They both whisper softly, "I'm sorry." And turn to leave. The two nearly bump into each other as they walk down the hall, not noticing over their emotions.
The two lovers that were left behind by their ex's make an awkward eye contact. He shares a small smile, trying to be friendly to the neighboring girl who he has never spoke with. Andy asks softly, "he broke up with you too?"
She forgets that he is a burden on society and nods, "your girlfriend left you?"
He nods sadly. They both feel the tears come back. Needing the comfort of someone else's arms, Arielle looks to Andy in hope. He walks over to her doorway in need of a hug as well. His tattooed arms wrap around her as she leans her head on his shoulder and sobs, as he does the same.
Soon they have their own things to do, and turn back to their own lives. Not expecting anymore contact with one another, ever.

Notes

I know. Don't worry Its just the first chapter...
This is a story I have been working on for a month or two now... Its the first time I'm writing in third person so if you see any first person by accident in there. Unfortunately, this story is my least priority behind two others.. Anyways, I hope you like it and any criticism is always welcome :)
-C