Destiny's Kiss

I sat on the cold, tile floor, shivering. My mind was spinning all around; I was in the tight grip of a panic attack. I fell onto my side, trying, to no avail, to breath air into my lungs.
Gasping for breath, I felt like I was going to suffocate at any second. I clutched my arms around myself, digging my nails into the flesh on my arms.

I was shaking and shivering, but sweat beads were forming on my forehead; I felt like a drug addict in withdrawal. Dizziness, accompanied with blurry vision, surrounded me. My heart beat rapidly. This is the end; this is it. I let out my deepest, darkest secret—now it’s all over.

I could hear faint movements coming from outside the bathroom door. I’m sure Andy is packing all his shit right now. He wouldn’t want to be friends with someone like me. Why the fuck did I even think he would. If a normal guy didn’t want to stay with me for more than a few days, an amazing, handsome, caring, rock star like him isn’t going to. I pulled my knees up to my stomach, curling into a little ball on the bathroom floor. Violent tears came rushing out of my already stinging eyes.

Old memories flooded into my clouded mind. I was now on a journey through time, back to all the times I’d ever spent with my ex. A memory flashing here, a memory flashing there; my mind was all over the place. All I could do was close my eyes and pray for it to go away.

I lie there, in the fetal position, trying to sob as quietly as I could possibly manage. I was wallowing in old memories I’d tried to forget when I heard the faint sound of the bathroom doorknob turning. Too weak to move, I stayed in the same position. The bathroom door slowly opened, Andy standing in the door way. I mustard up the strength to peer up at him.

His blue orbs held a look of concern as he looked down at me. I closed my eyes; I didn’t want to see him looking at me anymore. I just wanted to disappear; I just wanted everything around me to go away.

Before I could even comprehend what was going on, I was being lifted into the air by his strong arms. I snuggled my cheek into his chest as he carried me bridal style over to the large bed. He gentle laid me down, brushing my bangs out of my face while he stared into my eyes. It was such a loving look; a look I’d never seen before. I gazed up at him, my own blue eyes shining from the tears that had flooded out of them.

Neither of us really knew what to say. We’d both admitted things we’d never admitted to anyone else. How are you even suppose to react after an occurrence like that?

Andy sat down on a chair that was next to the bed, eyeing me to assess what condition I was in. I finally got up enough strength to sit up, pulling my thigh high socks off. I scooted the hem of my dress up so that I could reach the top of my fishnet tights. Sliding them down my legs with a swift motion, I pulled myself out of the bed and over to the couch.

Fumbling through my bag, I couldn’t find anything comfortable to wear. My arms and hands were still shaking profusely and I could barely focus.

I glanced over to where he was sitting. “Andy…” my voice was shaky, “could I wear one of your shirts?”

Pulling himself up from the chair, he stalked over to his bag. He stood right next to me fumbling around and searching through the black, duffel bag. Finally, he pulled out a large, worn, W.A.S.P t-shirt and handed it to me. I brought the soft fabric up to my cheek, rubbing against it. It smelled just like Andy. It smelled just like years of wonders; many trips to Warped Tour, slight cigarette smoke, and tarry, war paint. I never knew the smell would comfort me as much as it did, but I almost instantaneously calmed down.

I tugged my dress off over my head, throwing it onto my bag. I unclasped my bra, throwing it to rest on top of the dress, and slid the shirt over my head. I left the boy short underwear I had on, and sulked over to the bed.

The sun was setting; laying a beautiful blanket of red, blue, and orange across the sky. I fell onto the bed, rolling onto my side, Andy flopping down beside me and staring deeply into my eyes. He smiled a genuine smile at me; the sound of him gently inhaling and exhaling, and the tingling feeling his warm breath left on my cheek made me smile.

Notes

Hello, hello! Are Andy and Crystal....falling in....love!?!?! HUHHH, did I just say the dreaded word? :O Stay beautiful and amazing, loves!