The Girl Behind The song 'Saviour'

• Andy's P.O.V•

Orlando? Wait.

I stumble to my bed and grab the letter.

Can it be? Maybe I don't know. It must.

"Someone hacked into my twitter account."

I say waving my phone to and fro.

"You should report it." Jinxx mumbles dryly.

"Casey." I whisper.

Jinxx and Jake's heads popped up confused. "The letter. The girls name is Casey."

"Wow. And how did you know that?"

I shrug pointing to my screen. "Her sister is the one who hacked my account."

"You sure these people is not Feds or some crap?" Ashley asks coming on the bus.

"Don't know."

I stood up and walked to my bunk. I grab my laptop and decided to write a letter to Casey. Here I go.

•Casey's P.O.V•

"Morgan, I need a break." I whisper scribbling some notes on my paper.

"Where do you want to go?"

I look up and a small smile. "Louisiana."

Her face fell instantly. "Why?"

I shrug not knowing what to say.

"Why Casey?"

"I don't know okay, its just weird after what happen with mum and dad I need to go to him."

She bit down on her bottom lip holding on to the rage. "No."

"Morgan!" I bellow.

"I said no Casey!"

"Why not!"

She twirled around throwing the dishes in the sink.
"Max..." She drifts off shaking her head. "I don't need a reason for you not to go to him!"

I lift up my hands in defeat walking to my room.

Not before the door bell stopped me. I turn around opening the door seeing mail man bob.

"Hey Casey." He says fumbling with his blue bag.

"Hello Bob, what's up?"

"Sign here." I nod seizing the note pad and pen.

"Weird I never get signed mail." I teased handing him back the note pad and pen.


"Your lucky day, have a good evening Casey."


"You to." I slammed the door shut eyeing the black envelope.


"Who was it?"

I arch my brow ignoring her. "Casey I know-"

"I will be in my room." I say walking back up the stairs.

I crash on the bed opening the envelope.

Just my name neatly written on the front. If this is a another death threat I swear I will this time not cut my self but jump of a bridge.


Dear Casey.

Uh. I don't know what to say. Maybe begin with I am so sorry.

I never wanted to let you feel like this.

I am not superman nor batman. But I want to be there for you even though you thought we did not care. We do. I promise you I do care about you.

Even though I don't know you.

When I got your letter I was stuck in the same rut. I need to save you. You are in the BVB family, I can't just let you die and vanish. I am here. We all are here. Though we are not by your side we are in your heart and you in ours.

I have been having nightmares. You dying. I don't know how you look but I figure you are beautiful. Please make me a promise and don't end your life. You want me to be your savior, and now I am here.

I want you to live. Don't do this.

The BVB army is your family.

We love you.

I love you.

Andy Biersack.

huh?

Tears drip down the letter as I read it. He actually replied to me.

This is unreal. I don't know what to do or even say. Should I reply to his letter?

I stood up with the letter in hand. "Promise." I whisper pasting the letter on my mirror wall.

I ran into the bathroom grabbing all my blades and pills.


Throwing it in a black trash bag with the rope I tried to kill my self. The blade I cut my throat with and the pills that helped me sleep and never to wake up.


I threw it in the basement not wanting to throw it entirely away. I still need it. But not right now. Not now when I know I have hero. Andy.

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