Fight Against All Odds
Chapter 14
I lay in bed just staring up at the ceiling.
He...kissed...me.
Was it a dream?
My heart was still beating rapidly inside my chest. I laid there, alone in my thoughts, trying to fall asleep but sleep escaped me.
I could still feel his lips on mine, they way his hand felt in mine. He left so suddenly, confusing me. What if he had made a mistake? What if somehow after kissing me he realized he didn't like me? But that was impossible he said he was falling for me!
Maybe I was just being selfish. He could have any number of reasons for leaving me confused. Like....
I couldn't think of any.
I yawned and welcomed sleep. I dreamed of Andy's arms around me, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. I didn't care though, he was my savior.
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"Grace why does this have to be so complicated?" I mumbled sleepily to myself as I drifted to sleep.
I had made my choice though.
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I woke up feeling well rested. No training again today because it was still the weekend.
Not that I didn't enjoy training with Andy.
I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock. 7:13 a.m. Would I ever break the habit of waking up this early?
Probably not.
I sat up in bed and stretched. I was in a good mood. And when I'm in a good mood, everyone else is too. I grinned as I jumped off of my bed and walked to the bathroom.
I turned on the shower and slipped off all my clothing. I stayed in the shower for what must have been thirty minutes before finally turning off the water, shivering as the cool air met my skin.
I wrapped a towel around myself and stood in front of the mirror. My hair was being a pain in the ass today but I didn't care. I brushed out the stubborn tangles and blow dried it. Then I straightened my hair and got it to look halfway decent.
I pulled on some comfy jeans and a black tank top then applied my makeup.
Finally I admired my work in the mirror. I didn't look half-bad. Today is going to be a good day.
I skipped out the door to my room and started the journey to breakfast. Amy wasn't waiting at the elevator like she usually did but she liked to wake up REALLY early so she was probably already done with breakfast.
The elevator door opened, and the first thing I saw was Andy sitting alone at a table, eating pancakes.
I frowned at his face. He seemed...sad.
I walked over to him and he stared at me grimly.
"What's up sad face?" I grinned, trying to make a joke.
"We need to talk," Andy said, staring back down at the pancakes.
"Talk away," I sighed, sitting down across from him.
He frowned. "Please try to understand what I'm about to say Grace."
I nodded.
"I meant every word I said last night, but I think it would be better for the both of us if we weren't together," he said, staring down at the pancakes.
I let his words sink in.
"So, what was last night?" I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Not controlling my feelings," he mumbled. He looked sick.
My tears dripped down my face even though I tried as hard as I could to hold them in.
"I think it would be best...if you left now," Andy said, the words piercing my heart like daggers.
I nodded and stood up. I ran, not caring where I went.
My heart....was broken.
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I stared at the pancakes I couldn't bring myself to eat.
I had broken my love's heart.
Why did I always make things worse?
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I sat on a bench somewhere in the mall. I didn't care where I was, I just wanted to be alone.
Why? Why had I been so naive? Of course he didn't like me he was Andy Fucking Biersack goddammit! He could have any girl he wanted! I looked up, only to see a Victoria's Secret store with a poster of a model in the doorway.
Why would he pick me when he could have someone like her anyway? Someone I would never look like, someone who was beautiful.
I crossed my arms. Damn it was cold in here.
The tears still spilled uncontrollably from my eyes.
"You okay Hun?"' A soft voice said behind me.
I turned around and came face to face with none other than Dahvie Vanity.
"Y-you're..." I stuttered.
"So you know who I am?" He laughed.
I nodded.
"What's wrong with you Hun? It hurts me to see pretty girls like you cry," he said, frowning.
"It's a long story..." I said, struggling to stop crying.
"I've got time," he smiled.
I spilled the story out to him, from the beginning. Right when the Gray had taken my parents from me and forced me to live with another family.
Then I moved on to how I met Andy and he nodded.
"So you're Grace?" He grinned.
"Yeah," I said.
"All Andy talked about for a while was how brave you are, you know," he said.
I blushed and continued my story.
I moved on to the torture of the vaccinations and he frowned.
"That sick bastard!" He said.
When I finally got to what had happened this morning he rolled his eyes.
"Sounds like he still loves you but he's trying not to for some reason," he said.
"I don't know," I said looking down.
"If he's worried about something, love can work no matter what. I fell in love with the love of my life when this shit started happening we don't get shit. Us rebels don't care. If you fall in love, it's love. So if its about what other people would think, nobody gives a fuck! If you truly love him, never give up dear," he smiled.
I smiled at his words but still felt tears in my eyes.
"If Jayy and I can make it work, than so can you!" He grinned.
I grinned back.
"Wait a second...you and Jayy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup!" He replied.
"Knew it!" I mumbled to myself.
"What?" Dahvie asked, confused.
"Nothing," I said, smiling.
"Alrighty than dear, I hope it works out for you!" Dahvie said, standing up and walking away.
Nothing ever worked out for me though. The tears came back in a matter of seconds.
He...kissed...me.
Was it a dream?
My heart was still beating rapidly inside my chest. I laid there, alone in my thoughts, trying to fall asleep but sleep escaped me.
I could still feel his lips on mine, they way his hand felt in mine. He left so suddenly, confusing me. What if he had made a mistake? What if somehow after kissing me he realized he didn't like me? But that was impossible he said he was falling for me!
Maybe I was just being selfish. He could have any number of reasons for leaving me confused. Like....
I couldn't think of any.
I yawned and welcomed sleep. I dreamed of Andy's arms around me, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. I didn't care though, he was my savior.
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"Grace why does this have to be so complicated?" I mumbled sleepily to myself as I drifted to sleep.
I had made my choice though.
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I woke up feeling well rested. No training again today because it was still the weekend.
Not that I didn't enjoy training with Andy.
I rolled over and looked at my alarm clock. 7:13 a.m. Would I ever break the habit of waking up this early?
Probably not.
I sat up in bed and stretched. I was in a good mood. And when I'm in a good mood, everyone else is too. I grinned as I jumped off of my bed and walked to the bathroom.
I turned on the shower and slipped off all my clothing. I stayed in the shower for what must have been thirty minutes before finally turning off the water, shivering as the cool air met my skin.
I wrapped a towel around myself and stood in front of the mirror. My hair was being a pain in the ass today but I didn't care. I brushed out the stubborn tangles and blow dried it. Then I straightened my hair and got it to look halfway decent.
I pulled on some comfy jeans and a black tank top then applied my makeup.
Finally I admired my work in the mirror. I didn't look half-bad. Today is going to be a good day.
I skipped out the door to my room and started the journey to breakfast. Amy wasn't waiting at the elevator like she usually did but she liked to wake up REALLY early so she was probably already done with breakfast.
The elevator door opened, and the first thing I saw was Andy sitting alone at a table, eating pancakes.
I frowned at his face. He seemed...sad.
I walked over to him and he stared at me grimly.
"What's up sad face?" I grinned, trying to make a joke.
"We need to talk," Andy said, staring back down at the pancakes.
"Talk away," I sighed, sitting down across from him.
He frowned. "Please try to understand what I'm about to say Grace."
I nodded.
"I meant every word I said last night, but I think it would be better for the both of us if we weren't together," he said, staring down at the pancakes.
I let his words sink in.
"So, what was last night?" I asked, tears welling up in my eyes.
"Not controlling my feelings," he mumbled. He looked sick.
My tears dripped down my face even though I tried as hard as I could to hold them in.
"I think it would be best...if you left now," Andy said, the words piercing my heart like daggers.
I nodded and stood up. I ran, not caring where I went.
My heart....was broken.
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I stared at the pancakes I couldn't bring myself to eat.
I had broken my love's heart.
Why did I always make things worse?
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I sat on a bench somewhere in the mall. I didn't care where I was, I just wanted to be alone.
Why? Why had I been so naive? Of course he didn't like me he was Andy Fucking Biersack goddammit! He could have any girl he wanted! I looked up, only to see a Victoria's Secret store with a poster of a model in the doorway.
Why would he pick me when he could have someone like her anyway? Someone I would never look like, someone who was beautiful.
I crossed my arms. Damn it was cold in here.
The tears still spilled uncontrollably from my eyes.
"You okay Hun?"' A soft voice said behind me.
I turned around and came face to face with none other than Dahvie Vanity.
"Y-you're..." I stuttered.
"So you know who I am?" He laughed.
I nodded.
"What's wrong with you Hun? It hurts me to see pretty girls like you cry," he said, frowning.
"It's a long story..." I said, struggling to stop crying.
"I've got time," he smiled.
I spilled the story out to him, from the beginning. Right when the Gray had taken my parents from me and forced me to live with another family.
Then I moved on to how I met Andy and he nodded.
"So you're Grace?" He grinned.
"Yeah," I said.
"All Andy talked about for a while was how brave you are, you know," he said.
I blushed and continued my story.
I moved on to the torture of the vaccinations and he frowned.
"That sick bastard!" He said.
When I finally got to what had happened this morning he rolled his eyes.
"Sounds like he still loves you but he's trying not to for some reason," he said.
"I don't know," I said looking down.
"If he's worried about something, love can work no matter what. I fell in love with the love of my life when this shit started happening we don't get shit. Us rebels don't care. If you fall in love, it's love. So if its about what other people would think, nobody gives a fuck! If you truly love him, never give up dear," he smiled.
I smiled at his words but still felt tears in my eyes.
"If Jayy and I can make it work, than so can you!" He grinned.
I grinned back.
"Wait a second...you and Jayy?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup!" He replied.
"Knew it!" I mumbled to myself.
"What?" Dahvie asked, confused.
"Nothing," I said, smiling.
"Alrighty than dear, I hope it works out for you!" Dahvie said, standing up and walking away.
Nothing ever worked out for me though. The tears came back in a matter of seconds.
I love the story but it really triggered my emotions
4/23/13