Odessa groaned loudly as she turned over, almost rolling out of the bunk as the bus made a sharp turn and everything shifted. She felt terrible, her stomach was in knots as she laid there and all Dess wanted to do was take a nap. Nope, not gonna happen today. It was the last day of tour-FINALLY and of course Dess was sick as a dog. She could hardly think clearly and her head spun as she moved to get up, her hands gripping the curtains of the bunks as she passed them to get to the front.

The Spanish country side whizzed by and Dess had to advert her eyes as it was making her sick to her stomach. Andy was lounging on the couch, a magazine in his hands and Dess moaned loudly as she approached him, sitting on his feet with a thump. CC and Jake were watching a movie and Dess didn’t see Ash or Jinxx but at that point she didn’t care. She wanted to be put out of her misery and she wanted it now!


“Shoot me?” She requested as Andy just laughed at her lowly, laying the magazine down on his legs as he looked towards her, his eyes sympathetic. Dess looked terrible-her eyes were puffy and her face was pale and he knew she hadn’t been sleeping at all since they had started their short stint in Europe.

“Can’t because then I’d have to kill myself and then who would sing?” Andy laughed as he moved, his hands, gripping at her hoodie as he pulled Dess towards him. She was laying on top of him, her head resting on his chest as his fingers rubbed at her skin softly.

“I hear Kellin is looking for a new gig…they can replace you with him.” Dess laughed and Andy said nothing as he just bent his head down, kissing her temple gently as he returned to his article. It was the new issue of Tattoo Ink Magazine and Andy was wondering how long it would take Dess to realize what he was looking at.


Andy read over her interview silently, his lips curling into a smile as he read over Dess’ words. The article, while good, wasn’t so much about her tattoos or even Dess herself-it was mostly about Andy, Black Veil Brides and how Dess was connected to them all. The pictures they had taken together were great, Andy especially loved the one that the editor had picked for the cover. He and Dess were back to back, their sleeved arms resting against one another as their hands were clasped. Both of them were looking at the camera sideways, Andy with a serious, yet wide eyed look on his face and Dess held the cute dimpled smirk on hers, her piercing reflecting the light of the camera gently. Finally Dess peeked her eyes over at his magazine, giving him a tired look as Andy just smiled at her.


“Are you reading what I think you’re reading?” She asked, her tiny fingers gripping at the edge of the magazine and Andy said nothing as he tugged it away from her, holding it above his head with one hand as he looked down at her playfully.

“Yes and you can read it later…when you feel better.” His voice was concerned sounding and Dess wasn’t buying it. There was a reason he didn’t want her reading it right now and she wouldn’t rest until she found out why.

“I feel fine.” She said through gritted teeth as Dess reached out and while Andy was distracted she was able to get the magazine from him, first looking at the cover and then she began to read.


Dess felt her stomach turn sour as she looked at the words on the page and while they were hers, they were also interwoven between Black Veil Brides factoids and quotes that had been taken from various sources. Dess sounded idiotic and it was made to seem like she only cared about Andy and the band and that that was her only focus in life. Her interview questions were there, but they had been written so that she sounded young and in love with Andy, instead of being her own person. Dess scanned over the pictures briefly, liking the way that those had turned out and she loved the way the cover looked, almost as if their tattoos were blending in together, but then again Dess was her own person. Right.


“Fuck that.” She snarled, tossing the magazine towards the back of the bus and there was a yelp and then Ashley appeared with the discarded issue in his hands as he approached the couch.

“Did you not want this anymore Dess?” The bassist asked as he held out the magazine and Dess just turned her face, her eyes tear filled as she tried to not let Andy see. He would take it the wrong way, she was sure of it and Dess didn’t want to ruin everything on their last day of what had turned into a very long and exhausting tour.

“Are you crying?” Ashley asked and Dess only shook her head as she reached up, her fingers swiping at her eyes and suddenly she was sitting up, Andy facing her and his blue eyes looked so hurt in that moment that all Dess could do was cry out and then sprint off towards the back of the bus.


She reached the back lounge, passing Jinxx as he laid in his bunk skyping Sammi and as he asked Dess what was wrong she said nothing and just continued on her way. Why? Why did everything have to be so complicated? Dess only wanted to do the interview because she had thought it was really awesome and she loved her tattoos. If she had known then that it was just an excuse for the magazine to get some exclusive things on the band then she would have told them to fuck off.

Dess flopped down on the couch, Winnie jumping up to curl next to her as he had followed her back there and she just stared off at the wall in front of her. Who was she? Nine months ago she would have said ‘Odessa Montgomery-blossoming comic artist and big sister’, but that was nine months ago and before Andy had proposed. Now it was ‘Dess Montgomery-soon to be wife of famous rocker Andy Biersack of Black Veil Brides’ and that made her cry even harder. There was a soft knock at the door and Dess sniffled loudly as she turned over to face the back of the couch.


“Go away Andy I’m fine…” Dess said, her voice muffled against the back of the couch. She cringed as the weight on the couch shifted and Dess only shut her eyes as she felt a hand reach out and rest on her shoulder.

“I’m not going away, you aren’t fine and its Ashley…” Dess popped her eyes open, turning her head slightly and there he was: Ashley Fuckin’ Purdy to her rescue. She turned over, her knees pressing against his thigh as Dess just sighed loudly and looked at him.

“If you need to borrow my flat iron for tonight Ash the answer is no-not after the last time when you left it on for two days and it melted.” Dess sighed Ashley just smirked down at her, his head shaking slightly as the grip on her arm tightened.

“It’s not about that. What’s going on with you these days Dessa?” His usage of her cutesy nickname was not gonna go over well with Dess right now. She was not in the mood.

“Nothing. Is it not okay with anyone that I just want to be by myself?” Dess asked, her head raising as she looked towards the door and saw CC make a hasty retreat at her words. She looked back at Ashley, her eyes cold steel as she stared him down.

“You’re allowed to want some alone time, but not if it’s to cry yourself in to a coma. We’re all worried about you Dessa, not just Andy-all of us.” Dess moved to sit up at his words and she saw in those chocolate brown eyes of his that Ashley was-shockingly-being serious for once.

“I-I dunno. I just feel really lost right now. I’ve been getting sick so much lately and with the article coming out…I’m not Odessa Montgomery anymore and it makes me sad.” Her voice wavered at the end and soon her tears came, flowing down her cheeks gently as Ashley looked at her with soft eyes.

“What do you mean you aren’t Odessa Montgomery anymore? You look like you always have-except for the pink and blonde hair, which I still love by the way.” He smirked at her, his cheekbones rising towards his eyes and Dess just gave him a watery smile.

“Everyone just knows me as Dess-Andy Biersack’s girlfriend/soon-to-be-wife…” She felt the tears coming again and Dess sighed heavily. She hadn’t cried like this since Moira and she felt foolish and stupid doing it over something as small as a dumb article in a magazine.

“I get that and I know it’s hard. Maybe when you do interviews from now on just don’t let them even bring Andy up. Or any of us for that matter.” Ashley suggested and Dess just rolled her eyes as she turned to lie on her back and trained her eyes on the low ceiling.

“Easier said than done Ash…” Odessa had turned back over, her stomach pressing into his knees and Ashley felt his heart flutter as he looked into those light green eyes of hers.

“God Biersack is one lucky son of a bitch…” He muttered, running a hand through his hair and Dess only laughed nervously, her teeth coming down on her bottom lip gently as she looked at him.

“Sometimes I don’t think he thinks that’s true…” She said, her voice sad as Ashley just shook his head, his hand coming out to rest on top of hers as he looked down at her. She seemed so vulnerable in that moment and he was having a hard time controlling himself.

“He’s an idiot sometimes…You’re wonderful. Funny. Gorgeous. There’s so much more I could say right now but I’m just going to shut up…” His cheeks were flaming red and Dess couldn’t help but smirk. Ashley Purdy embarrassed? She never would have thought she would see the day.

“Aww Ash!” Dess said, her voice a little more chipper sounding as she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. There was a noise from the doorway and the two of them broke apart as Andy appeared in front of them, his face dark and murderous looking.

“I-I’ll see you later Dess.” Ashley said, dropping his hands from her arms as he moved to get up, passing by Andy quickly as Dess just looked at him, her eyebrows raised.


Odessa laid there as Andy looked down at her and he felt his breathing slow as she looked up at him, her cheeks red and her eyes puffy from crying. Why had Ashley come back here so quickly? Andy knew that his best friend had feelings for Dess, but Ashley had assured him that those feelings weren’t going to affect how he was around the couple. Andy said nothing as he walked towards the couch slowly, reaching a hand out to grab for hers and he breathed a sigh of relief as she took his hand and looked at him.

She was so beautiful, her pink hair made her eyes shine and even though she hadn’t been feeling good, Dess still put in the effort to look as best as she could. Andy looked down at their clasped hands, a soft smile coming to his face as he remembered back to the first time he had reached for her hand. He felt a spark flow through his body when they touched for the first time-almost as if something in him came alive when he first looked into her eyes.

“Please talk to me babe…” His voice was low and sad as Dess just looked at him. What could she say? Sorry I hate being known as your girlfriend because that’s all I’m good for at this point?

“I love you?” She said, a soft smile on her lips and Andy just smirked down at her as he lowered his head to rest against hers.

“I love you too, but why did that article upset you so much?” He asked. Andy knew the answer-sort of, but he wanted to hear it from her. He looked out the window as he waited, seeing that the bus was getting closer to their venue and he felt his heart begin to pound. The last show of the tour-finally it was over and they could relax a little bit more.

“I just feel like I’m losing myself. Everyone knows me as your girlfriend. I’m starting to feel like I should just quit my job and become your official mascot.” She laughed, but Andy could hear the tears in her laugh and he said nothing as he leaned down, pressing his lips against the tip of her nose before he pulled away and leaned back against the couch cushions.

“You’ll always be the same Odessa to me. That funny, goofy, gorgeous and loving girl that I fell for almost two years ago…” Andy said, his hands squeezing hers and Dess just looked at him. Her eyes got wide and suddenly she was giggling and Andy just sat there, clueless as to what was so funny.

“So-sorry. I-I just never realized that we’d known one another for almost two years…that makes me feel old!” She laughed and Andy felt his mouth break out into a grin.

“Well you are older than me…grandma!” He laughed and Dess just shoved his shoulder as she wiped the happy tears from her eyes.

“I’m sorry Andy…I just was feeling a little insecure. I love being with you and I’m happy that everyone seems to have finally gotten over us being together, but I really am getting tired of constantly having to talk about our relationship.” Dess looked sad in that moment and all Andy could do was lean down and kiss her lips gently.

“You are so much more than just my girlfriend babe. Maybe we need to get you a publicist? They take care of a lot of this and it would take some of the pressure off of you.” Andy suggested and Dess just groaned at the thought. Having a publicist was so over the top and she didn’t think of herself as being famous enough for one.


The bus came to a stop in that moment and Andy felt his stomach flip as he glanced out the window and saw that fans were already lining up, even though the show was still two hours away. Andy kissed Dess then, his lips molding themselves against hers as she smiled and pulled away. Her moss green eyes looked so tired and Andy couldn’t wait to get her home so that she could feel better. He had been urging her to see a doctor and Dess had steadily refused, saying that it was just exhaustion, but he felt more and more that it was something else. The both of them, hand in hand, walked towards the front of the bus, Andy stopping by their bunk to grab his bag as they followed the rest of the band into the venue for the very last show of their Church Of The Wild Ones Tour.



Dess laughed as she watched CC running around the room, searching through bags frantically and she tried in vain to hold in her laughter as long as possible. He had lost his lucky drumsticks-well lost was a good term for the fact that Dess had taken them…her end of tour prank to end all pranks. She watched from across the room, her back leaning up against one of the huge mirrors that lined the wall and Andy just looked over at her, his blue eyes shining with laughter as he applied his eye liner.

The guys were all stoked for this last show-because it was the last one but also because they were all ready to get back home. Dess knew that as soon as she got back home she had three very important things to do: Shop for a wedding dress, pick out a venue and plan their pre-Warped Tour camping trip that she was making all of the guys-plus Kit-go on. Dess smirked as CC came running over towards her, his brown eyes irritated as he looked down at her, his hands held out, palm up at he raised his eyebrows at her.


“Hand them over Dess.” CC said, his fingers wiggling at her and all she could do was smirk up at him and give him a slap against his palm.

“Good luck tonight C!” She called as he only huffed at her and walked back over towards his bag, which was mostly empty as all of its contents had been strewn across the room.

“You gonna be able to live with yourself if he messes up tonight?” Andy asked from beside her and Dess just giggled as she jumped down from the counter and walked backwards towards the couch. She reached out to the table in front of her as she sat down and grabbed for the bottle of Jack that was sitting there.

“He’ll be fine.” She said between swigs and Andy just stared as Dess took another shot of Jack and then smiled at him.

“Slow down there drunkie. You trying to get wasted before the show even starts?” Andy asked, reaching down for the bottle as he took his own swig and then sat it down on the counter behind him. Something was going on with Dess and Andy was concerned as he looked down at her.

“It’s the last show! We get to go home after this, am I not supposed to be in a celebratory mood?” She asked as Dess stood up, wobbling slightly as she approached Andy and tried to reach around him. Blocked-dammit.

“Okay, but can we party after the show is over?” Andy asked, his eyes sweet and puppyish looking and suddenly Dess was taken back to almost two summers ago. He had given her that very look when he had asked her to join him on tour the first time and while then she had been able to say no because she wasn’t in love with him-Dess found it nearly impossible this time around.

“…fine.” Dess pouted as Andy just smiled down at her. It was close to show time and Dess wanted to get a good view point, so with a kiss to his lips quickly Dess was off and walking the halls, passing by Ashley as he flirted with some girl who probably had no idea what he was even saying.


She just shook her head as Dess continued walking until finally she could hear the roar of the crowd and she knew that she was close to the stage. Dess poked her head around the corner, smiling as the crowd began to chant for Black Veil Brides, but then suddenly Dess noticed that a few fans had caught her watching and they began to chant her own name back to her. It was surreal and all she could think to do was wave at them silently as they continued to chant. Her new found fame was interesting and as the guys approached and Dess moved out of the way, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. The one minute call was given and Dess threw her hand in with the guys as they did their pre-show chant.


“Love you babe.” She said to Andy as he bent down to kiss her before running off towards the stage and Dess only smiled as she watched one of her favorite bands perform.



They did the usual set, the crowd going wild and Dess couldn’t help but get lost in the memory of the first time she had ever seen Black Veil Brides play. The air around her buzzed with excitement and the heat from the day, but none of the kids around her had seemed to care. Dess was still on a music high from watching the Used and she smiled as a loud overture began to play out over the speakers. Member by member walked out on stage and Dess smirked as she thought back to how she had known nothing about them back then.

Andy appeared, smirking down at her as he screamed in to the mic, dedicating their first song to her as he reached out a gloved hand and stroked her cheek before running off to the other end of the stage. She missed those days, when they were only best friends and things weren’t so complicated, but Dess knew that she couldn’t imagine her life any other way than it was right now.


“Thank you guys so much for coming out to see us!” The crowd roared as Andy smirked out at them and Dess turned her attention back to the stage.

“I want to bring some old school BVB back in the works. How does that sound?!” Andy asked, cupping his hand around his ear playfully as he held the mic out into the crowd and it sounded as if the sound system wanted to explode at the sudden noise.

“This song is one that started everything and I know there’s a certain girl in attendance who knew nothing about us except for this song.” He looked over his shoulder at her as Andy smirked and then turned back towards the crowd, screaming gutturally as Jake and Ashley came in on their instruments.


Awake at night you focus,
On everyone who's hurt you,
And write a list of targets,
Your violent lack of virtue.


Dess sang along loudly, her own screams echoing off of the walls around her as she jumped and bounced around, the memory of her first time hearing this song coming back to her with a soft smile to her lips. Moira had been blasting it nonstop for three days straight and finally Dess had gone to her door, banging away until finally the younger girl opened up and Dess smiled as she remembered Andy’s blue eyes staring at her from Moira’s walls.

She had begged her sister to listen to something-anything-else, but Moira had refused and soon Dess had begun to sing the song to herself when she was alone or working down in the lair. She had never heard of the band, but she had heard plenty of their music through her own walls. If only Dess had known then what her future held.


“Thank you so much guys! We’ll see again some time soon!” Andy called out in to the mic and suddenly it hit Dess that the show was over-the tour was over and they had all survived in one piece. Even though Dess had been sick almost the entire time but still!


The guys walked towards the backstage, clapping one another on the back as they passed her and Dess just stood there, a huge smile on her face as she thought about the fact that this time the next day she would be in her own home, hopefully sleeping a full nights sleep. Andy came up to her then and he reached out, grabbing her around the waist as he spun her around and she held onto him for dear life.

He smelled like his cigarettes and sweat and her face was wet from his face pressing against hers, but Dess didn’t care. This was the first long tour that they had been on together and they had survived without killing one another. She laughed loudly as Andy put her down, but kept an arm around her shoulders as he led her back towards the dressing room. The guys had done a meet and greet before the show, so now it was time to pack up and get on the bus.

Dess helped Andy pack up his kit, smiling as she thought about seeing Dove and Crow again and Andy seemed to share her sentiment. He loved touring, Dess knew this, but lately he seemed to love their home life almost as much. Getting up together and laughing while Dess made breakfast and the cats ran circles around her feet as they chased one another. Andy walking through the snow to get to the studio as Dess sat in her lair and worked on sketches for work or for her then blossoming t-shirt line.

It all seemed so normal-so perfect and Dess knew that they both couldn’t wait to get back to that time in their lives together. The fans that were waiting outside screamed as the band exited the building, waving to them as they all piled onto the bus and Dess collapsed on the couch, Andy by her side and her grin was contagious.


“You ready to party Dessa?!” Ashley yelled from the kitchen where he was pouring shots of Jack for everyone and Dess just smirked as she stood and walked slowly towards him. There were six shots on the counter, all lined up and filled to the brim and Dess just smirked as she downed one right after the other, much to Ashley’s amusement and Andy’s concern.

“Yep-sure am.” She said, smirking again as she swiped her arm across her lips and then moved to sit back down next to Andy. It was a time to celebrate and Dess wasn’t holding back this time around.


The rest of the guys stood up, each of them taking shots as Ashley repoured them and Andy cringed as the alcohol hit his throat. He had never been a big drinker, at least not lately, but why not? It was the last night of tour and they all had worked really hard and deserved a break. After five shots though Andy was feeling a little far gone and Dess was definitely there. Currently she was sitting at the kitchen table, her elbow resting against the solid wood as she gripped CC’s hand and stared him down. They were arm wrestling, something Andy knew wouldn’t end well as he just looked on with wide eyes as CC finally was able to pin Dess’ arm to the table.


“No fair! My sweater got in the way!” Dess yelled as she crossed her arms over her chest and began to pout.

“Not my problem sweet cheeks.” CC laughed, his eyes squinting in his drunkenness and Andy felt his eyes grow wide as Dess just shrugged and then pulled her sweater up and over her head and now she was just sitting there in her bra and skinny jeans.

“Dess…” Andy said, his voice low as he walked up behind her and placed his hands on either side of her shoulders.

“Whaaaat? You don’t want me sitting here? Actually I don’t want to sit here-it’s getting uncomfy!” She laughed as Dess stood then, wobbling as she moved from her seat and then began to fumble with the button on her jeans. What was she doing? Andy glared at Ashley, who was openly staring at this point and Jake and Jinxx just both smiled from over on the couch as they watched in passive silence.

“You can’t do that babe!” Andy said as he placed his hands over hers and Dess just looked up at him, an evil gleam in her eyes.

“Watch me!” She threatened as she smirked over at him and then proceeded to strip down until she was completely naked and Andy just placed a hand on his forehead as he shook his head back and forth. When Dess got drunk she liked to strip-mostly because she got hot-but she had never gotten completely naked before.


Dess ran around the bus, all of the guys watching her closely as Andy chased after her, almost tripping and rebreaking his nose as Winnie had gotten under his feet. Finally Andy was able to get a hold of Dess, who had collapsed on the couch in the back lounge and was singing softly to herself. He just shook his head as Andy bent down and scooped Dess into his arms. She didn’t fight him, thankfully, as he carried her over to their bunk and pulled back the sheets as he laid her down. She giggled as Andy walked back upfront, quickly bidding everyone good night as they all just laughed and wished him luck. Dess was awake still, her smile goofy and huge as she just watched him undress and climb in beside her.


“I love you Androo…” She giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck and Andy just smiled as he pulled her close.

“I love you too Dess.” He said, leaning down to place a soft kiss against her skin as Dess sighed contentedly from beside him.

“Good…” She said, her voice sleepy and Andy could only shake his head, a smile on his face as he thought about the fact that soon they would be home and things would hopefully get back to normal.

Hopefully.

Notes

Alright guys-another update for you lovely people. Due to things getting crazy at work (yes again...it's the holidays!) I will try to update as much as I can, but I make no promises.

Please read and review-things have been shitty for me lately and I love hearing from you guys...makes my days ten times better. <3

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