Arranged marriage to a Jerk (Andy Biersack love story.) (On Hold editing and whatnot)
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A week later
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The funeral. Family members everywhere. Me i was in a downward spiral. Every one saying how 'sorry' they are for my loss. But what kind of loss am i feeling?
I lost it. Not just my father but also the baby. Me and Andy's baby. I came close to suicide, i came close to slitting my own neck. But yet again there were four people who keeps interrupting me. Kristin. Maggie. Lucy and my husband. Andrew.
All i could see was black suits and black dresses parading up and down in my parents house, a tea in one hand and a snack in another. I just sat there in my fathers chair gazing at them. Do they know i feel? I think not. Look at my mother, did not even shed one fucking tear, not one. But who am i to blame her i did not even cry when they lowered my father in the ground where he will rot.
"I am not even going to ask how you feel," I turned my head seeing Maggie. "Cause that is just one shit question."
For the first time in a week i gave a smile. She always knew how to put a jump in my step. "Is it weird that God took away the baby?"
"Mm," she shook her head. "You and Andy were not ready for a damn child. I mean i had no idea stress would cause a miscarriage, last night i watched Dr. Oz. He confirmed it."
I gave a laugh shaking my head. "You are right. This has been the worst two weeks of my life. Rick. Losing my baby, losing my father. What is going to happen next? the super bowl is going to be canceled?"
"Dude?" Maggie turned to me with her brow arched, "Never will that happen. wings and beer. Dude don't jinx it."
"You called my name?" We both looked up to see one of Andy's friends and band member in front of us. "Do you need anything Ally?"
Who is this man, what is his name? "I am fine thank you-"
"Jinxx." Maggie said saving my ass once again. "Thank you, but she is fine."
He gave a nod and walked back to some man who i also don't know. "Maggie, do you still have your emergency stress packet in your purse."
"Sweetie, you don't smoke." Maggie smiled caressing my back while flipping her hair winking at Jack.
"Yeah but i need a stress reliever."
"There is always sex?" She suggested..
"You want me to have sex at my fathers funeral?" I asked confused.
"Yeah... no that was wrong of me." She stood up and held out her hand. "lets go to the rose garden." I placed mine in hers and walked out to see my sister at the door. "Casper the ghost?" She looked up and giggled. "Wanna join us?"
"Got enough i need to smoke-"
"Mommy what is smoking?" Lucy's kid Max asked tugging on her black dress. "Can i smoke to?"
"You don't wanna do that Max,"I laughed. "Go get your sister and play with uncle Andy's hair."
His eyes light up and ran to his little sister Lola. "Lets go before he comes back." Lucy laughed tugging both i and Maggie towards the rose garden.
I slide down the oak tree breathing in the deadly smoke. "Andy likes his hair more than he likes me,"
"But he said he loved you, in a soft tone of lust." My sister grumbled sliding next to me as Maggie swayed her 'white' dress to and fro in the rose garden. "I believe he still does."
"I thought when i lost the baby he would blame me." I admitted. "He did not, he rather said it was gods will. But Andy does not believe in God in the way i do."
"Who wants something to drink?" Maggie asked with a pout.
"Go into dads cellar there is a 1987 whiskey, i think he will not be pissed when we drink it." Lucy grinned.
Maggie nodded and ran off as i took another inhale leaning my head on the oak tree. "Adam he called me."
My head instantly turned. "What does brother say?" I asked with a grin. "Is he alright?"
"The tour is a bitch, he lost a few soldiers." She gulped. "He is sadden that he could not come, And of course he almost lost his marbles when you uh married a douche bag, you know Adam hate Andy correct?"
"I just hope when Adam comes home he will not shoot Andy, cause ya know he kinda will."
"mm, can't wait for that." Lucy sighed and laugh.
"Whiskey!" Maggie bellowed handing me the bottle.
"Here's to you dad." I gulped the thing and handed it to my sister,
"Salute!"
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The funeral. Family members everywhere. Me i was in a downward spiral. Every one saying how 'sorry' they are for my loss. But what kind of loss am i feeling?
I lost it. Not just my father but also the baby. Me and Andy's baby. I came close to suicide, i came close to slitting my own neck. But yet again there were four people who keeps interrupting me. Kristin. Maggie. Lucy and my husband. Andrew.
All i could see was black suits and black dresses parading up and down in my parents house, a tea in one hand and a snack in another. I just sat there in my fathers chair gazing at them. Do they know i feel? I think not. Look at my mother, did not even shed one fucking tear, not one. But who am i to blame her i did not even cry when they lowered my father in the ground where he will rot.
"I am not even going to ask how you feel," I turned my head seeing Maggie. "Cause that is just one shit question."
For the first time in a week i gave a smile. She always knew how to put a jump in my step. "Is it weird that God took away the baby?"
"Mm," she shook her head. "You and Andy were not ready for a damn child. I mean i had no idea stress would cause a miscarriage, last night i watched Dr. Oz. He confirmed it."
I gave a laugh shaking my head. "You are right. This has been the worst two weeks of my life. Rick. Losing my baby, losing my father. What is going to happen next? the super bowl is going to be canceled?"
"Dude?" Maggie turned to me with her brow arched, "Never will that happen. wings and beer. Dude don't jinx it."
"You called my name?" We both looked up to see one of Andy's friends and band member in front of us. "Do you need anything Ally?"
Who is this man, what is his name? "I am fine thank you-"
"Jinxx." Maggie said saving my ass once again. "Thank you, but she is fine."
He gave a nod and walked back to some man who i also don't know. "Maggie, do you still have your emergency stress packet in your purse."
"Sweetie, you don't smoke." Maggie smiled caressing my back while flipping her hair winking at Jack.
"Yeah but i need a stress reliever."
"There is always sex?" She suggested..
"You want me to have sex at my fathers funeral?" I asked confused.
"Yeah... no that was wrong of me." She stood up and held out her hand. "lets go to the rose garden." I placed mine in hers and walked out to see my sister at the door. "Casper the ghost?" She looked up and giggled. "Wanna join us?"
"Got enough i need to smoke-"
"Mommy what is smoking?" Lucy's kid Max asked tugging on her black dress. "Can i smoke to?"
"You don't wanna do that Max,"I laughed. "Go get your sister and play with uncle Andy's hair."
His eyes light up and ran to his little sister Lola. "Lets go before he comes back." Lucy laughed tugging both i and Maggie towards the rose garden.
I slide down the oak tree breathing in the deadly smoke. "Andy likes his hair more than he likes me,"
"But he said he loved you, in a soft tone of lust." My sister grumbled sliding next to me as Maggie swayed her 'white' dress to and fro in the rose garden. "I believe he still does."
"I thought when i lost the baby he would blame me." I admitted. "He did not, he rather said it was gods will. But Andy does not believe in God in the way i do."
"Who wants something to drink?" Maggie asked with a pout.
"Go into dads cellar there is a 1987 whiskey, i think he will not be pissed when we drink it." Lucy grinned.
Maggie nodded and ran off as i took another inhale leaning my head on the oak tree. "Adam he called me."
My head instantly turned. "What does brother say?" I asked with a grin. "Is he alright?"
"The tour is a bitch, he lost a few soldiers." She gulped. "He is sadden that he could not come, And of course he almost lost his marbles when you uh married a douche bag, you know Adam hate Andy correct?"
"I just hope when Adam comes home he will not shoot Andy, cause ya know he kinda will."
"mm, can't wait for that." Lucy sighed and laugh.
"Whiskey!" Maggie bellowed handing me the bottle.
"Here's to you dad." I gulped the thing and handed it to my sister,
"Salute!"
Well im obsessed
3/27/16