Sorrow

I must of been wearing one hell of a fuming expression when I stalked into the parlor. Gayle and Brady looked up to me opening their mouths but quickly closed them.


Shit we are swamped and here I thought I could hide in my office crying my eyes out. I can not believe what Andy has done to me. I could not really blame him, and his ex needed him as well. But I needed him more. I need to erase him out of my hair and out my head, and of course out of my heart. I fell so hard for him that my heart shattered into pieces. It was probably for the best it had happened the way it did, before I gotten myself too involved but that was the problem I was already involved.

"Wow, you guys are packed!" Sarah grumbles walking in with Greta. I don't have time for them,I don't have the energy for this.

"Yeah, what ya need?" I ask crossing my arms tapping my black Vans sneaker on the wooden floor waiting for them to answer my question, instead they just stared at me befuddled and dazed.

"What's got up your ass?" Greta snaps angrily.

"Apparently Andy has." I snap back marching to my office. As my best friends being my best friends they followed me.

"Did you?" Sarah mumbles pushing her silky blonde hair back so you can see her big grey eyes.

"How about we did not fuck?" I utter sardonically.

"So you guys did nothing?" Greta asks leaning on the table eyeing me dramatically.

"Trust me we did things, let's call it soft For-play."

"So why are you not happy? Did he do some kinky shit; Sarah did he stuff your unicorn?" She asks batting her eye-lashes. Not the time for joking! I shot Sarah a shut up look crashing on my leather chair.

"Can you like go away please, I rather focus on my work than Andy's hot body."

"Your brother called." Gayle says nodding to the telephone.

"I am not in the mood." I groan. Sarah and Greta completely ignoring me and crash on the sofa with the other clients; they can not leave this alone can' t they?

"Shit." I whisper grabbing my phone from my shorts seeing its Alex. "What I am busy." I say before he could say anything.

"I am getting married." My eyes grew wide and a cat grin spreads across my face.

"Oh wow, that's amazing Lex, am I going to be in the wedding party?"

"Hell yeah you are, I am in NYC for the week, when I come back we will discuss everything." He sighed heavily knowing my brother he is shaking his head.

"And what?" I groan.

"You sound different, did something happened Maxine?"

How the hell does he know? Damn brotherly instinct! "Yeah I am cool, its whatever just had a long week."

"Uh, huh call me when you are not lying through your ass." With that he hanged up leaving me stunned.

"Oh my God Ashley!" You have got to be kidding me. I slowly turned around seeing Ashley and Jake alone, oh thank god no Andy.

"Ashley you here for the tat?" I ask suppressing a grunt.

"Yes I am."

"Come right ahead." I say waving him to he back, without waiting for him I strolled to the back getting out my equipment.

Ashley lies down on the patted table and rests his head on the pillow, deciding to put the tattoo around his 'Outcast' tat. "So how was the club with the girls?"I ask as the needle touched his skin.

"Good we partied hard." He says with a wicked grin.

"Spare me the joker smile." I whisper to myself.

"What's up with you today, Andy is the same like someone pissed in your cereal this morning.

"Hold still." He sighed and nodded.

"Hey Minx," Gayle called out leaning on the door-jamb. "Rock festival in two days, we are going? Getting fucked up?"


I turn my head swiftly towards him and nod than returning it to my work. "Yeah man, that's sounds like an idea. I want to get fucked up, its a matter of need, so ya I am in."

"Great, I will get some tickets online, you me Brady, Michael and the girls." With that said he walked out.

"We are gonna perform there as well." Ashley spoke up.


"You said what now?" I shot him a confused look.

"Uh, we are going to perform at the Rock fest." He says puzzled.

"Great, just great."


--Later That Night--


I slammed back my whiskey trying to ignore the yelling and screaming at our table. I decided to go to a fucking bar with Mike and Brady. Mike is Brady's boyfriend now for eight years, both tattooed freaks and extremely in love with each other.

"So what now, you just gonna pretend nothing happened?" Michael asks me as he pulled his arm around my neck playing with a strand of my hair.

"God you told him?" I gasp shaking my head.

"Yeah Brady tells me everything." Mike mumbles giving me a slightly amusing pout.

"Hey you wanna hear funny joke?" Brady asks sliding the bottle of Johnny Walker blue towards me.

"Uh yeah sure and thanks." I whisper grabbing the bottle filling my glass.

"What If I told you Andy and Jake is coming to our table."

"That's not a fucking joke Brady McAlister!" I bawl with antagonism.

"Oh shut it," He snaps. "Keep your cool."

"Hey guys." Andy whispers I did not even bother to look at him, my drink was so interesting...

"Hey, uh this is my boyfriend Mike, Michael this is the two guys I have been telling you about Andy Biersack and Jake Pitts. I hear Brady says, I saw hands reach and shaking each other.

"Maxine can I please talk to you." I slowly look up with a small pout.

"I will be right back." I say to Brady and Mike. The nod and salute their drinks to me.

"Jake would you-"


"Yeah I will just hang here with the boys." Jake mumbles as I stood up and jog to the door.
I and Andy strolled out into the warm summers night, I breathed hard while I try to take one step after another. A sudden chill came over me, I shook it off gazing at Andy. Being with him now made me feel mad but also at the same time happy that I am near him.

"Where are we going?" I ask softly.

"I am parked in the back." He grumbles holding out his hand to me. "I won't bite."

I sighed heavily grabbing his hand. "I am not going anywhere with you."

"Uh, its fine just to talk okay."

The inside of his car smelled like cigarette smoke and hot sweat, it was nice and roomy for a Chevrolet.

"Afraid something will happened between us Maxine?" He asks with a small smile.

"Something like that."

"Come here." I shook my head slowly. "Very well." He mumbles sliding over to me.

"So what do you want to talk about?" I can not help but turn bitch mode on.

"That guy Mike? Were you trying to make jealous?"


I gave him a 'what the fuck' look and scoffed. "Are you shitting with me Andy, I did not even know you were at the bar, I did not follow you if that's what's you actually referring. And to be honest with you so what if he was my boyfriend."

"Don't start with this Maxine, I was-"


"Don't bother explaining." I snap cutting him off. "He is gay, did you not hear what Brady was saying or were you to occupy on how good you hair looked." Its does look good.

Just when I was about to go up in flames he leaned his cold lips slanted over mine.

"Don't do this, I am sorry about last night, I know I was an ass for just leaving you like that."

"Please don't do this to me." I mumble as a tear slipped through.


Other people might struggle with admitting that emotion, but to me its a quite the simple truth and the root of all confusion; I have fallen deeply passionately extremely hard for Andrew Dennis Biersack. Properly from the moment he walked into my tattoo parlor. My heart had been his for the taken and it was and still is, but he used that and pushed a knife deep into it.


my fingers tighten around the door handle realizing I had the door open already. "Don't do this." He whispers.

"You already did it." I say climbing out.

'Well you did it? Are you proud? Now go home and drown in your own misery!'


My subconscious yells.


Andy rode off into the night leaving me alone and stranded. "Oh no, what have I done?"

Notes

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