The Summer Job ~ Andy Biersack *Completed

--Baylie's POV--

I woke up earlier than usual the next morning, unable to control myself. My chest was pulling me forwards, the same sick feeling still lingering in my heart. I put on my clothes and brushed my hair like my feet weighed nothing. It wasn't a pleasant feeling. I wanted it to go away, and somehow, I felt that seeing Andy again would fix that. My mind flew to Joan again, the same vision of her snake-like being flicking it's forked tongue and hissing at me.

"Mom!" I called. "I'm going to work!"

"Okay!" She called back hoarsely.

"Love you."

"Love you too!"

--Andy's POV--

I planned on heading over to the Motionless's today, but not until Abigail got here. Despite the fact she fucked around last time she came with me, I liked having her as company. And I had to keep her away from Joan.

Abigail is not the first girl Joan perceived as a threat, however she is the first one that really does pose one to her.

The worst of all was Naomi. Naomi was a prostitute, and although I'm not fond of hiring them she was different. I hired her on a weekly basis, and although things never got personal she was a nice fuck buddy. One day, Joan came over unexpectedly while Naomi was here.

They found Naomi a few months later, locked in a cell and covered with blood.

I could not let the same fate fall for Abigail.

--Baylie's POV--

I let myself in the back door and was immediately greeted by Andy, who was sitting on the chair watching the clock in the strangest way. He turned his head towards me and smiled slightly. "We're going to the Motionless house today." He stated.

--Ricky's POV--

Andy had mentioned coming over today, along with that girl who I'd mistaken for a hooker a month or two back. Abigail, her name was. I slowly began to remember the beautiful girl's face and the way she looked when she got in the car with Andy.

I was surprised Andy had kept her around so long, especially with Joan breathing down his neck. Ever since Naomi, Andy didn't keep anyone around for longer than a few days. Naomi was a pretty girl. They didn't really figure out the full extent of what Joan did, as Naomi refused to speak to police. She moved away afterwards. Andy was going to have to be careful with Abigail.

There was, however, something undoubtedly different about Abigail. She was much more innocent than the girls Andy was into. I could tell by her eyes. They were shiny, flecks of green sparkling amongst the brown coloring. She had long lashes, and I remembered the way she looked up through them when I pushed her onto the bed. But she had been hurt before. She was careful and selective of every move she made. Without a doubt Andy was cruel to her, it's not like I didn't notice the way he dug his fingers into her side when she sat down or how he shouted at her as soon as they got in the car.

Suddenly, interrupting my thoughts, Andy's car pulled up in front of the house with Abigail in the passenger's seat. "Chris!" I called. "They're here!" Chris was taking his sweet time in the shower, so it would most likely be me and them for a little bit.

--Baylie's POV--

"Remember the rules?" Andy asked before getting out of the car.

"Th-Those still apply?"

"Of course. Do we need to go over them?"

"...I remember."

"Good girl."
My heart fluttered. Despite how ridiculous it was to follow rules, the way he said that intensified the sick feeling in my stomach. Good girl. I wanted to be good. I wanted to make him happy.

What are you saying, Baylie? Stupid. Just follow those stupid rules and get out of here.

Good girl. Oh god.

Notes

Just a filler/lead in! Thank you to @ElliePhant for answering my questions :)

Enjoy!