Sink Your Teeth Into Forever

Sandra's POV
"How about this, you ask me anything you want, and I will answer as honestly as I can," Ashley said. I wasn't even sure that I wanted to know the truth. I wished that I could just go on with my life believing that the Black Veil Brides were nothing but skinny kids in leather pants, and there was nothing truly abnormal or concerning about them. Unfortunately I was to the point at which if I never learned what the truth was I'd never sleep again because I'd be wondering if my friends were serial killers or vampires or something.
"How about I go cook us some food and while I'm cooking you can ask me whatever you want?" I suggested. He nodded, I patted his good leg and got up and began gathering things for a good soup that would help to fill him up. The kitchen was connected to the living room so I could easily see him on the couch, and he was facing me. I'd been cooking for a while before Ash finally spoke up and started asking me things. How did I get here, how long had I been here, what did they ask me about, did I have this house to myself, had they hurt me in anyway? It was sweet that the one question that he reaffirmed over and over was that they hadn't hurt me. That gave me hopes that if he was a serial killer then maybe I wouldn't be his next victim.
"Oh by the way have you had any contact with the rest of the band?" He asked eagerly.
"No I haven't. They let me bring my phone with me but I don't have any service," I said. His face fell. I had tried to call Andy a few times to tell them what was going on, but I guess it was understandable that there would be no service on a tiny uncharted island. Finally he fell silent completely, clearly satisfied with my answers to his questions. I still had some time left for the soup to cook so we relapsed into silence. I kept glancing up at him while I was throwing carrots, beef, and other tasty things into the soup. Every time I looked up he was watching me very closely, it was almost like he was making sure I didn't drop dead for no reason. Once again cute that he was being protective. He was something like a big brother to me, even though he was actually younger. All of the boys in that band were like that to me. It was as if they handled me like I was some sort of fragile piece of fine china that they didn't want to break. Even CC, as I'd gotten to know him after leaving the band, had treated me with great caution. At times I had found it insulting, but other times it was sweet. I'd always considered the fact that they were all horribly awkward with girls and probably didn't know what to do with me around all the time. The more I thought about it the more I remembered that whenever I would watch one of them hug a fan they would be so gentle. It was like they thought that they were superheroes and would accidentally crush someone if they hugged too hard. The thought made me smile. How could anyone ever think that these guys were dangerous, they were way too fluffy and awkward to be dangerous.
"Hey Sandra?" Ashley said breaking me out of my thoughts and causing me to jump.
"Yeah?"
"When I tell you the truth I don't want you to be scared of us. No one in the band will ever hurt you, we care about you a lot. You know that right?" he said slowly, like wasn't sure how he wanted to word it.
"Of course I know that," I said, but my voice came out lower and raspier than usual.
Ashley's POV
I could see it in her face and hear it in her voice. As much as she tried to deny it, she was terrified of me. Finally the soup was done and I was glad, it smelled fantastic and I was starving. She brought me and herself heaping bowls. I dug in as soon as it was in my hands. My body warmed up and I felt like I could think more clearly. After a moment or two the questions started.
"What's so different about you Ash?"
"Remember that last night of Warped Tour, when you saw those five big dogs?" I said, the only place I could think to start. There really was no way to break this gently. She looked shocked.
"How'd you know about that? I didn't tell anyone!" She exclaimed. I took a deep breath.
"Sandra, I was that first dog that you saw. Andy, the big white one, and Jake took you back to your bus," I said softly. She stopped eating and stared at me for a long time. I was prepared for her to cry, run, call me a monster, pour boiling hot soup on my head. I was ready to have to beg her not to be afraid of me and tell her that I wouldn't hurt her. She was trying to figure out if I was lying. It felt like hours of silence passed, she took another bite of her soup. This wasn't the reaction I was expecting. Perhaps I'd made her go completely insane.
"I always knew there was something up with you guys," she said. All I could do was nod. We continued eating.
"Ash, that leg of yours, it's really hurt isn't it. Everything else is almost healed," she said. I nodded again. I knew I was badly sick, I could feel the fever causing my head to throb. Pain shot repeatedly up my leg, like I was being stabbed over and over again. I was sure that it was swollen to about twice it's original size, and I knew that my body was too weak to fight the infection on it's own.
"Ash I'm going to find you some medicine for it," Sandra said.
"That's good, I think I'm really going to need it," I replied. I truly hoped that there was someone on this island with true medical training who could help us, because as much as I hated to admit it, I only had a week or two until the infection killed me. For some reason, even though I knew it was wrong, the only person I could think about leaving behind was that girl Ivy.

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