Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)
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Thursday
The sound of Britney Spears 'I wanna go' blast through my small speakers as i ran over ten blocks twice. All memories of me and Rick came through my brain and into my heart.
Two years earlier.
"Rick stop it!" I laugh feeling his hands on my body, a layer of sweat on both our temples as the white sheet covers us. I remove a strand of his hair out of his face breathing in his smell. "What do you think of San Fransisco?"
"If you want to move there, i will follow you like a lost puppy. That's how much i love you Al.
I giggle and nodded. "I want to move there, i want a little house with a yard and maybe pool."
"Anything for you, as long if i have you."
"You will never lose me, i rather die Richard Nathans."
"Same here Alyssa Cooper." His lips kissed me softly feeling i was Alice in Wonderland.
*Present.*
I came back from my jog pulling of my sneakers, "Mags you here?"
"In here!" She bellowed for what seems like she in the kitchen.
I sigh heavily walking into the kitchen, stopping dead in my tracks i began to laugh. "Hello Jumble Jim."
"Its Jim." Maggie spats out at me. "Only Jim."
"Right," i giggle. "Well i will leave you two alone. Oh Maggie do you still have that black dye in your room?"
"I do, wanna go back to Black?" She begins to laugh. "Are you going back to Black?"
I sigh and nodded. "Maybe, still depends on one thing." i gave a wave and walked to her room, grabbing the bottle of black dye. "Guess i am going back to black."
After a few hours i was back to black. I don't know why i did it. Huh.... I got startle by a huge bump and a few moaning sounds. "Oh god." I breathe hearing Maggie yell 'Oh yeah touch my sweet dippy cow bell.' i gag grabbing my jacket. "I need to get out of here." I take last glace as i hear Jim groan 'Tickling your cow bell, lick my nipples' It sounded like sex.... but really? Cow references?
My black skinny jeans sat just right as i tug in my red tank top. straightening my red and blue plaid shirt i remove the rubber from my hair shaking it roughly. Okay i really need to go. I ran out of the apartment with a heavy breath.
Rapping my arms around my body i stroll the streets of LA, like a loner just gazing at the people. I look to my watch seeing its only 5pm. I hope they get done by eight. I need to get up early, back my bags and non the less find my passport... but wait... I think its till at the house.
"Damn it. i forgot the keys." Guess i have to knock.
A few minutes later i came to the house seeing the drive way is empty. "Spare key." i breathe walking to the potted plant. Removing it from the dirt i unlock the door pulling it open. I sigh heavily running up the stairs to my old room.
The door is fixed? Huh. I stroll to my drawer pulling out my black bag, searching for a few seconds i grab it. Placing everything where it was i stopped yet again in my tracks gazing at the red Valentino. Roger said we are going to go to a function, maybe this will come in handy, pulling it from the hanger i twirl it around my arm walking out. Descending from the stairs the door opened and closed once again. "Hello Alyssa."
"Andrew." i breathe taking each step as if it was my last. "I just getting the dress and my passport." I mummer waiving the little black book to and fro.
"You changed your hair, i like it."
I lick my lips noticing he was wearing a black suit. "Business meeting?" i whisper waiving to the suit.
"Yes," he nod. "Went surprisingly good."
"Oh good," i shrugged. "I have to go. Bye." Lowering my head i walk to the door.
"Please wait." I stood still gripping the dress tight against my body, slowly turning around with a small smile. "Please let me know when you arrive safely in Paris."
"I will do that, see you Andy."
"Bye Ally." I gave a nod and ran out the house to the street. Tears beginning to drip once again.
Why do i keep crying when i see or even talk to him?
Well im obsessed
3/27/16