*Des's point of view*


Its been a year since I've left the states for Asia and Australia. And now I'm finally going back. For another year of touring and being away from my husband. Andy Biersack. I miss him so damn much. But all we can do is Skype and FaceTime. I jugs want to be held in his arms again. But there's nothing I can do about it. I had him on FaceTime while I waited for my plane to board.
"So you gonna come see me when I get to Cali?" I chuckled and smiled.
Andy smiled and nodded, "Course. I am the one picking you up San Fransico. I can't wait to see you. How have you been holding up."
i gave him a weak smile, "Good. Just really lonely." When I said good that was a fucking lie. I've relapsed so many goddamn times. I don't want to eat anymore. I've put on happy faces for the fans and Andy. I can't worry him.
Andy sighed and agreed, "I do too babe. Only five more months. I know it sounds like a lot but it'll swoop on by. I promise."
My plane had started to board. I kissed the camera, "I gotta go babe. I love you. I'll Skype you on the plane."
"Bye babe."
I hung up and turned my phone off then got on the plane. Andy's right those five months will pass by.

Notes

First chapter of a sequel :3