The Summer Job ~ Andy Biersack *Completed

--Andy's POV--

"You want me to what?" I said aggressively. "Fuck her." She smirked. Suddenly, I threw my fist out and hit her right in the jaw. I noticed earlier she already had three, long scratches on her cheek. Probably from Baylie. Good girl, Baylie, I thought. Joan stumbled back a bit, wiping the blood from her nose. "Well," she said, her hand still held to her bleeding nostrils. "It's not like I wasn't prepared for that." I stood there, shaking with rage.

There was no way in hell I was going to do that to Baylie. No. Fucking. Way.

"I'm not fucking doing it." I said, gritting my teeth. Joan chuckled lightly. "Alright. Guess you'll feel better knowing Oli will." I threw my fist forward again, but she dodged. This time, I turned to Oli. "Don't touch her." I growled. He tightened his grip on her collar and smirked, bringing his hand down to her crotch.

He was going to burn her.

There.

The whole world stopped. Baylie saw what he was doing and I heard her whisper. "Please, please no! Please! Please! I'll make you happy, I'll do what you want! Please don't!" She cried, tears in her eyes that she was trying to hold back. "Don't." I warned. "Don't you dare."

--Baylie's POV--

"Oli, stop." Joans voice sounded just as I was about to break. "I have a better idea." I winced, staring pleadingly in the direction of Andy. Please Andy, I can't take this. I felt like I was going to pee myself, from fear and lack of a toilet for 300 miles. "First of all," Joan said. "Let's get it established that if you step one more step towards either one of them he will burn her pretty little ass so hard she will never have children." It was too much. I was going to break soon. Everything hurt, especially my stomach. "Oli, put her on her knees." Joan continued. Oli grabbed my collar and pushed me down. He knew what to do from there. He unzipped his skinny jeans and roughly commanded, "Open." I heard Andy shout something, but I wasn't sure what. I didn't even know what to do anymore. I opened my mouth and Oli shoved himself into me again, slamming the back of my throat. That's when I got the idea.

As hard as I physically could, I bit down.

--Andy's POV--

I have no idea what Baylie did, but Oli retracted away from her and shouted a small, "Fuck!" Baylie skidded away from him and past Joan and I, losing some power up the stairs. Joan sprinted after her, and I did not hesitate to do the same. I ran after Baylie as fast as I could.

She's going for the car. I fumbled with the keys in my pocket and clicked unlock. Joan was at my heels. I reached the car a slit second before Joan did and threw myself in the driver's seat. Baylie reached the passengers seat the same time I did. She collapsed, mileting onto the seat as I frantically started the car.

"I'll see to it she suffers!" Joan shouted after the car.

Baylie burst into tears. I didn't know how to comfort her. I didn't know what to do. "Andy..." She said. "Please just...take me home..."

Notes

A little chapter for all my short-necked-giraffes! Enjoy! Also, keep the comments comign! I LOVE READING THEM.