Change My Ways

I was actually ready for the show tonight, and that was because of CC. I picked up a guitar for the first time in a long time.Since Logan left, Tara switched to lead and had been helping me out with rhythm.

The show went by in a blur. I told the audience about who I really was and what happened with Logan. I remembered that I got a strong reaction from both, but that was about it. At least the set played smoothly. I didn’t screw up on my guitar, which was a good thing.

The memory of the night came during the Black Veil Brides set.

I was standing sidestage, watching the show. Andy was amazing – as always – and CC kept winking at me which made me smile every time.

About two-thirds through their set, Andy stopped to talk to the crowd a little bit.

“So, how are all you motherfuckers doing tonight?” he asked. The crowd screamed. “Well, that’s good.” More screaming. “Now, I want you to thank the best sister in the world, Alexandria fucking Biersack, for letting me know-”

A gunshot.

That moment would forever be the most terrifying moment of my life.

The crowd screamed in terror as Andy stumbled back with a bullethole in the right side of his chest. I ran onstage and caught him as he fell.

“Security, shut the place down,” Ashley said into his mic. “No one’s getting out except Alex and Andy.” Another gunshot, and Ashley had a bleeding leg.

“Andy?” I whispered, looking down at my brother. I began to sob uncontrollably when I saw him looking back at me, his eyes reflecting nothing but fear and pain.

At that moment, he wasn’t Andy. He wasn’t my brother, he wasn’t a hero.

He was human.

At that moment, he was just a man who was scared and dying.

“Andy!” I cried, holding him close. He couldn’t die now; we just got each other back! “Andy, don’t go. Please. You can’t leave me! Not now, not like this! Please!”

I began to hear sirens and paramedics rushed in. The last thing I wanted to do was to let go of my brother, but I had to. He had no chance if I didn’t let the paramedics take him.

I got off the stage with them, following the stretchers with Andy and Ashley to the door.

As I walked through the crowd, I saw him. I knew instantly he was the guy who fired the shots. He was the one who had kidnapped and raped me.

“I told you,” he whispered in my ear as we passed. “If you showed back up with your family, your brother would be the first to die.”

Notes

I'm so sorry! I'm such a bad updater, and it wasn't writers block or anything. It was laziness. I've had this written for months but never posted it, and I'm so so so sorry!
But anyways, more drama! I'll have the next chapter up before the end of the night, I promise