Every Good Girl Loves A Bad Boy ~ Andy Biersack Love Story

This couldn't be happening.

My truck wouldn't start, and the spark plugs were gone. What inconsiderate asshole would steal spark plugs? I was covered in cake, and I just wanted to go home. I locked my truck after grabbing all my belongings. I threw on my nice, warm, hoodie over my frosting covered starry night shirt. I fixed my beanie once more after slinging my bag across my chest and I began to walk. I had never been more thankful for boots in my entire life. I lived quite a bit of ways away, and my parents didn't need to come and get me. They would kill me if they found out what happened. I walked along the sidewalk for awhile. I talked to myself inside my head so I had something to do on the long walk home. I walked for what felt like forever, until I realized, I had no fucking clue where I was going. I stopped in the middle of a quiet street and looked around. The flickering street lamp, and the distant sound of a dog barking made things really scary. I took a deep breath and began to follow my instincts. I walked down a quiet street with a bunch of ran down houses. I walked quickly along the sidewalk. This neighborhood was scaring the shit out of me, and I didn't like the feel of it. I saw a familiar street down an alley, so I took a right turn into an alley. Biggest mistake of my life. I walked down quickly until I saw a figure come out of the shadows, then another. Fucking hell. I stopped and went to turn around, but there was a big man standing behind me and I bumped into him. I began to back up, but then was cornered by the three guys. I knew them. They went to my school.... they were friends with Luke. I looked at them.

"Guys, please just let me go." I said calmly, but my body was shaking.

"Nah, I think you look like you could use a guy or two on you." One said smirking.

"Please don't do this. Just let me go." I pleaded.

"That sounds like a stupid idea." The second one said and tried to get my sweatshirt off, but I punched him in the throat and began to run, but before I could turn onto the street, the big burly guy grabbed me and lifted me up off the ground. I kicked and screamed for help, that was until I heard the two guys running away. The big man was squeezing the life out of me. I looked and then was dropped onto the ground. I took deep breaths and was coughing trying to get air into my lungs. I heard a few punches being thrown. I fell to the ground, it felt like an elephant has sat on me. I then heard the last guy talk, and then run away. Before I knew it, Andy was carrying me, with Ashley at his side. I began to kick and scream more. "LET ME GO!" I yelled and Andy quickly threw me over his shoulder and I slammed my fists into his back while I kicked.

"LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING ASS HOLE!" I screamed as I saw NO smile from Ashley.

"Calm the fuck down, Joanna." I heard Ashley say, but then I kicked Andy in the balls, and he dropped me. I scrambled away and began to run, but Ashley caught me and held my arms back. Andy came over and grabbed my face and looked at it. He wasn't smiling like he usually was.

"Did they hurt you?" Andy asked softly, in his deep voice.

For once, I stopped fighting my way out of it, and I nodded slightly. I guess one had punched me in the face, because there was a bruise on my jaw line. Andy looked at it and looked at Ashley. Andy once again, picked me up and carried me to his car and sat me in the backseat. I watched them get in, but then Andy drove me.... Home? This was strange. I looked at Andy's face in the mirror as I saw a black eye. Luke gave it to him. He parked in front of my house and waited for me to get out, without saying anything.

I opened the door, and stopped before I got out and looked at the ground. "Thanks." I mumbled and got out and ran inside and watched from the door as they drove away.

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