All Your Hate
Investigating
I held the phone to my ear, my whole body trembling, praying that Andy wouldn't pick up. The ringing kept going for a while, and Jack started to grow impatient.
"Well?" he asked.
"He's not answering, what am I supposed to do about it?" I snapped at him. He grabbed my wrist tightly, twisting it so that a sharp pain shot through my forearm.
"Listen here you little bitch," he seethed. "He may not be picking up now but he sure as hell will later and you better be ready to tell the emo freak that you don't love him and you're done with having him in your life," he said, gritting his teeth.
"Let go of me! And don't go calling Andy an 'emo freak.' He's worth way more than you," I said, as Jack started to laugh. But it wasn't friendly. Again, it was cold and scary.
"Oh Scarlette, you're going to have to get used to my company. I mean, we'll be around each other for a long time," he said, leaving the room and taking the phone with him. As soon as the door closed the tears spilled over my eyes and ran down my face. I sank to the ground, feeling weak. I was relieved that Andy hadn't answered but I knew he would if I tried again and I knew that Jack would make me do it.
*******
A few more days passed, maybe two, maybe three, I had lost track. Jack had made me call Andy two more times but he never picked up, for some reason. I couldn't understand why. Jack came into the room early in the morning again, with the phone, and handed it to me.
"You know what to do," he said, with a sickening smile plastered across his face. I sighed and pressed the call button, waiting for the service to tell me that he wasn't picking up.
"Hello?" the all too familiar deep voice said on the other end, and my heart sank to my stomach as I could see Jack getting excited.
"Andy?" I asked quietly, trying to make my voice as steady as I could.
"Scarlette? Oh my god, where are you? What's happened? Are you okay? Do I need to come and get you? Where'd you go? Why'd you leave? Did anything happen? I swear, if anyone has hurt you I'll kill them, and-"
"Andy, stop," I said, my heart rate starting to speed up.
"What?" he asked, sounding curious.
"Andy... I- it's over between us," I said, the tears blurring my vision as I tried to stay as calm as I could.
"What? What do you mean?" he asked. I could hear the confusion and hurt tone in his voice.
"The reason I - left - was because I've moved on... I'm sorry Andy, but.. you should too," I said, choking on my words towards the end.
"Is this really what you want?" he asked quietly.
"I - yes. Yes it is. I'm sorry. Goodbye, Andy," I said, and disconnected the call as I broke down in tears on the floor. It was done. He wouldn't look for me now. I would never see Andy again.
"Now now, you did a wonderful job, sweetheart," I heard Jack say as I felt him put one hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and twisted it as hard as I could, a sudden rage taking over me so that I was able to stand up and knock him to the ground while he yelled in pain.
"What the fuck?" he looked at me with wild eyes, as I glared back at him.
"Don't ever touch me," I said, shaking with anger. He didn't look at me as he stormed upstairs, probably to go get something for his hand. I looked around, hoping that he hadn't taken the phone with him so that I could call Andy again. But my hopes were crushed once I saw that he had put it in his pocket and there was no way to contact anyone outside of this house.
*Andy's POV*
I sank down into my chair. My body felt numb, I couldn't think, I couldn't speak. I was in shock. My Scarlette had just called me after days of hearing absolutely nothing and told me that she didn't want to be with me anymore?
"Hey Andy! Andy? Dude, are you okay?" I heard someone say. They sounded distant, and muffled, as if they were far away. I felt someone shaking me, and I saw the faces of the rest of my band looking at me, worried.
"Andy? What happened? Who just called?" Jinxx asked me, looking at my phone that was sitting in my lap.
"Scarlette," I said. My voice sounded dead, there was no emotion in it whatsoever.
"What? Where is she? What did she say?" Jake asked.
"She said we're done. She left because she's over me..." I said, my voice shaking.
"What?" Ashley asked, looking at me in disbelief.
"What number was it?" Jinxx asked.
"I don't know, I didn't recognize it," I said, looking at the worried faces of all my best friends in the world.
"Andy, look. There is no way that Scarlette could have called you and told you that. There's no way she wants it to be over. I've seen the way she looks at you, she really really loves you man. Like, loads. I think... I think someone may have forced her into calling you and telling you this. Come on, it doesn't make sense! We need to tell the police," Jinxx said, taking out his phone and leaving the room. I still couldn't move, so I just sat on the chair and waited for Jinxx to return. He came back into the room five minutes later.
"The police are on their way, they want to look at the number Andy. They may be able to trace it and see where the caller made the call from. If we're lucky, we can find out where Scarlette is using that phone number."
I nodded and waited for the police to arrive. The more I thought about it, the more I thought that Jinxx was probably right, and someone was forcing her to call me and lie to me. I wondered who they were, but I knew that they were a creep and I was going to make sure that they were punished for hurting my girl.
We heard a knock at the door, and CC opened it.
"Hello, I'm Victoria. You may remember me from a few days ago, Mr. Biersack?" I nodded. "Great. So, I'd like to take a look at your phone," she said, so I handed it over. "Would it be alright if I could take this to the station? We'd get it back to you as fast as possible."
"Yes, that's fine. Please, try and find her. I need her," I said, my eyes starting to water before I furiously wiped the tears from my face.
The officer gave me a sympathetic smile. "We will try our absolute best, Mr. Biersack. Don't worry, we'll find her soon," she said, leaving the room.
4 hours later.
I had been waiting in the hotel room all day. The guys and the rest of Scarlette's band tried to get me to do stuff, but I couldn't do anything. Not even watch Batman. I was too depressed and worried. Jinxx's phone rang and my eyes darted to him, as he picked it up, hoping for good news.
"Hello? Yes, this is Jinxx. Really? That's great. Yes we'd like to come. Of course we can. Sure, we'll be there in 10 minutes." He hung up and I looked at him.
"They've been able to trace the call," he said. "They want us to come to the police station and then from there they're going to go to the house they've tracked down."
I jumped up from my chair. "Well, are you guys coming?" I asked. We all ran to the van that could take us to the station, speeding down the roads until we reached the place in under 10 minutes. We ran in and saw Victoria standing there, waiting for us.
"Are you guys ready to leave?" she asked.
"Yes. Where's the house?" I asked.
"Well, it's quite far out of town. And we've tracked down the name of the person who purchased the phone with the number about two days ago. Are you familiar with a Jack Wood?"
Everyone turned to look at me, shocked. I couldn't believe my ears. The person that had taken Scarlette away was the one that had cheated on her a few months ago. Well, it made sense. And now, I was going to get him.
"Yeah, we know him," I said, stepping forward. "And he's definitely guilty," I added as the officer directed us towards the exit. I was going to get Scarlette back.
"Well?" he asked.
"He's not answering, what am I supposed to do about it?" I snapped at him. He grabbed my wrist tightly, twisting it so that a sharp pain shot through my forearm.
"Listen here you little bitch," he seethed. "He may not be picking up now but he sure as hell will later and you better be ready to tell the emo freak that you don't love him and you're done with having him in your life," he said, gritting his teeth.
"Let go of me! And don't go calling Andy an 'emo freak.' He's worth way more than you," I said, as Jack started to laugh. But it wasn't friendly. Again, it was cold and scary.
"Oh Scarlette, you're going to have to get used to my company. I mean, we'll be around each other for a long time," he said, leaving the room and taking the phone with him. As soon as the door closed the tears spilled over my eyes and ran down my face. I sank to the ground, feeling weak. I was relieved that Andy hadn't answered but I knew he would if I tried again and I knew that Jack would make me do it.
*******
A few more days passed, maybe two, maybe three, I had lost track. Jack had made me call Andy two more times but he never picked up, for some reason. I couldn't understand why. Jack came into the room early in the morning again, with the phone, and handed it to me.
"You know what to do," he said, with a sickening smile plastered across his face. I sighed and pressed the call button, waiting for the service to tell me that he wasn't picking up.
"Hello?" the all too familiar deep voice said on the other end, and my heart sank to my stomach as I could see Jack getting excited.
"Andy?" I asked quietly, trying to make my voice as steady as I could.
"Scarlette? Oh my god, where are you? What's happened? Are you okay? Do I need to come and get you? Where'd you go? Why'd you leave? Did anything happen? I swear, if anyone has hurt you I'll kill them, and-"
"Andy, stop," I said, my heart rate starting to speed up.
"What?" he asked, sounding curious.
"Andy... I- it's over between us," I said, the tears blurring my vision as I tried to stay as calm as I could.
"What? What do you mean?" he asked. I could hear the confusion and hurt tone in his voice.
"The reason I - left - was because I've moved on... I'm sorry Andy, but.. you should too," I said, choking on my words towards the end.
"Is this really what you want?" he asked quietly.
"I - yes. Yes it is. I'm sorry. Goodbye, Andy," I said, and disconnected the call as I broke down in tears on the floor. It was done. He wouldn't look for me now. I would never see Andy again.
"Now now, you did a wonderful job, sweetheart," I heard Jack say as I felt him put one hand on my shoulder. I grabbed the hand and twisted it as hard as I could, a sudden rage taking over me so that I was able to stand up and knock him to the ground while he yelled in pain.
"What the fuck?" he looked at me with wild eyes, as I glared back at him.
"Don't ever touch me," I said, shaking with anger. He didn't look at me as he stormed upstairs, probably to go get something for his hand. I looked around, hoping that he hadn't taken the phone with him so that I could call Andy again. But my hopes were crushed once I saw that he had put it in his pocket and there was no way to contact anyone outside of this house.
*Andy's POV*
I sank down into my chair. My body felt numb, I couldn't think, I couldn't speak. I was in shock. My Scarlette had just called me after days of hearing absolutely nothing and told me that she didn't want to be with me anymore?
"Hey Andy! Andy? Dude, are you okay?" I heard someone say. They sounded distant, and muffled, as if they were far away. I felt someone shaking me, and I saw the faces of the rest of my band looking at me, worried.
"Andy? What happened? Who just called?" Jinxx asked me, looking at my phone that was sitting in my lap.
"Scarlette," I said. My voice sounded dead, there was no emotion in it whatsoever.
"What? Where is she? What did she say?" Jake asked.
"She said we're done. She left because she's over me..." I said, my voice shaking.
"What?" Ashley asked, looking at me in disbelief.
"What number was it?" Jinxx asked.
"I don't know, I didn't recognize it," I said, looking at the worried faces of all my best friends in the world.
"Andy, look. There is no way that Scarlette could have called you and told you that. There's no way she wants it to be over. I've seen the way she looks at you, she really really loves you man. Like, loads. I think... I think someone may have forced her into calling you and telling you this. Come on, it doesn't make sense! We need to tell the police," Jinxx said, taking out his phone and leaving the room. I still couldn't move, so I just sat on the chair and waited for Jinxx to return. He came back into the room five minutes later.
"The police are on their way, they want to look at the number Andy. They may be able to trace it and see where the caller made the call from. If we're lucky, we can find out where Scarlette is using that phone number."
I nodded and waited for the police to arrive. The more I thought about it, the more I thought that Jinxx was probably right, and someone was forcing her to call me and lie to me. I wondered who they were, but I knew that they were a creep and I was going to make sure that they were punished for hurting my girl.
We heard a knock at the door, and CC opened it.
"Hello, I'm Victoria. You may remember me from a few days ago, Mr. Biersack?" I nodded. "Great. So, I'd like to take a look at your phone," she said, so I handed it over. "Would it be alright if I could take this to the station? We'd get it back to you as fast as possible."
"Yes, that's fine. Please, try and find her. I need her," I said, my eyes starting to water before I furiously wiped the tears from my face.
The officer gave me a sympathetic smile. "We will try our absolute best, Mr. Biersack. Don't worry, we'll find her soon," she said, leaving the room.
4 hours later.
I had been waiting in the hotel room all day. The guys and the rest of Scarlette's band tried to get me to do stuff, but I couldn't do anything. Not even watch Batman. I was too depressed and worried. Jinxx's phone rang and my eyes darted to him, as he picked it up, hoping for good news.
"Hello? Yes, this is Jinxx. Really? That's great. Yes we'd like to come. Of course we can. Sure, we'll be there in 10 minutes." He hung up and I looked at him.
"They've been able to trace the call," he said. "They want us to come to the police station and then from there they're going to go to the house they've tracked down."
I jumped up from my chair. "Well, are you guys coming?" I asked. We all ran to the van that could take us to the station, speeding down the roads until we reached the place in under 10 minutes. We ran in and saw Victoria standing there, waiting for us.
"Are you guys ready to leave?" she asked.
"Yes. Where's the house?" I asked.
"Well, it's quite far out of town. And we've tracked down the name of the person who purchased the phone with the number about two days ago. Are you familiar with a Jack Wood?"
Everyone turned to look at me, shocked. I couldn't believe my ears. The person that had taken Scarlette away was the one that had cheated on her a few months ago. Well, it made sense. And now, I was going to get him.
"Yeah, we know him," I said, stepping forward. "And he's definitely guilty," I added as the officer directed us towards the exit. I was going to get Scarlette back.
I remember when you first wrote this fic and I hoped that it would never finish. This story is what got me Into reading fanfic. I hope you continue to write more! You're incredibly talented!
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