Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)

Gosh i missed my home town so much; nothing changed it is just the way i left it. "I am so glad i am from LA." Andy says to himself throwing the two large bags on the White Queen Size Michael Lewis steel bed.

Ignoring him completely i remove my heels and the rubber from my hair."I will sleep on the sofa." i whisper sitting on the edge of the bed.

"We are married now; we should at least sleep in one bed Ally."

"Don't call me that," i say. "You have no right to call me that," i look up from the ground into his blue eyes. "You don't love me why pretend?"

"You really want to this now?" He asks removing the black bow tie from his neck.

"Yes i do." i stood my ground crossing my arms. "Please tell me why you want to torture me?"

"Torture you." He says slowly like he is testing the words. "It's the other way around don't you think?"

"My parents wants us to crave love," i stood up. "But you want me to rapid for it. It will never happen, Lets just get one thing straight my heart will never belong to you, it belongs with Rick."

He stroll towards me removing a strand of hair out of my sad face expression. "What makes you think you are immune to my powers?"

The eyes? the body? the smile? "Something called will power." i spat out yanking his hand away from my cheek. "Don't touch me."

"I can touch you,"Andy caught my wrist gripping it tightly making me gasp. "Because i can, and i will. You are my wife and you will obey and satisfy my needs even when you don't feel like it ,you shall do it. Got it."

"I am not afraid of you Andrew."

He lean into me brushing his lips the the collar of my bone, "I think you are." I push him back running to the bathroom with tears in my eyes, i lock it sliding down the door. "Don't keep me waiting Alyssa." Andy yells behind it.

I stood up with tears in my eyes walk to the mirror seeing as the eyeliner smothered my eyes and my bottom lip trembling with fear; yes i am scared but no i wont so him that i am.

I splash my face with the cold water prating to God that he will save me; even thought i don't want this my body is craving for it and he will see it and it will make me vulnerable.

With a heavy breath i open the door seeing Andy's dress shirt open, he gave me a small smirk walking up to me."I am glad you did not remove your wedding dress." he whispers zipping down the front slowly making my gasp. He slides the gown down till i am just in my white Victoria Secret's underwear.

"Shh." he purrs wiping the tears from my cheeks. "Stop crying."

"You are going to rape me."

"No." he chuckles. "We are married so its not considered rape."

"Stop please," i plead.

"No." he whispers putting his finger under the bra sliding it down. "Its tradition we have to do this on our wedding night." My nipples harden as he kiss my neck slowly. He bends down to his knees removing my straps and my panties. I close my eyes tight just wishing this could be over.

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