Bullets in a Music Box

All throughout the house, there was music blasting. Jon had the grand idea to throw a party for all the bands going on the next leg of the tour. Normally I would be like, fuck yes, party. But he decided to throw it at mine and Andy's house. Why? I have absolutely no idea. A glass of wine rested in my hand and I was sitting on the couch, talking to Jackson and Zara. Callum hadn't shown up yet, but I know he will. Tomorrow we leave for the tour. Which is insane because I have my very own set.

"When is Cal getting here?" Zara asked. I shrugged and took a drink of my wine.

"You look like a classy fuck with that wine," Jackson laughed and I rolled my eyes.

"Didn't you know I am classy as fuck?" I asked and mocked being classy, which earned me a round of laughter from my bandmates.

"What are you doing?" I heard CC ask from above me.

"Being me?" I asked and he gave me a look.

"I swear, if you are more weird on this leg, I might have an issue," he chuckled and took a drink of what he had in his hand.

"I'm always weird CC, you should know this," I said. He nodded and put an arm around my shoulders.

"You are so lucky," Zara said.

"Why?" I asked.

"You're dating Andy Biersack and you are friends with Black Veil Brides. I am jealous," she said. I chuckled and shrugged.

"When you have a boyfriend, you kind of become friends with his friends too," I said with a look.

"Speaking of Andy, he wants to speak at you," CC said. I raised and eye brow and he shrugged.

"The lazy ass wipe couldn't come find me himself?" I asked.

"He's tied up talking to Jon and Tyler," he said.

"Tyler is here?" I asked. CC nodded and I sighed before walking into the kitchen and seeing Andy talking to Jon and Tyler, just as CC said. He saw me and smiled. I walked over to him and stood there until they finished talking.

"So CC did find you," he said.

"He did. What's up?" I asked.

"Jon wants to get a picture of the band, as in BVB and you," he said.

"Jon, why the fuck do you want a picture?" I asked.

"I don't. Andy stop making up lies," he laughed and I rolled my eyes.

"Is your whole band here yet?" Andy asked.

"Callum isn't here yet, but he will," I said. A second later, the doorbell rang. I walked over to the door and opened it. On the other side was Callum with a really pretty woman and I think his daughter.

"Welcome," I said and let them in. The little girl held on tightly to Callum's arm and half hid herself behind him.

"Awe," I smiled and he sighed.

"Alright Ryley, you don't have to be scared of Sadee," he picked her up and she shoved her face in his shoulder.

"You do know there is alcohol here, right?" I asked. He nodded and held onto Ryley.

"Lucy wanted to come with and we couldn't find anyone to watch her," he said.

"Ah, well, she could watch some TV in the bedroom upstairs," I said. He nodded and I showed him upstairs to mine and Andy's bedroom. When we walked in, Callum chuckled.

"Do not mind the mess. We just finished packing and we have shi- stuff everywhere," I said and he shrugged.

"You should see my bedroom. It's not much better. Alright Ryley, you're gonna watch some TV up here, okay? Sadee is gonna turn on Nickelodeon for you," he said. Ryley looked scared but nodded. I turned on the TV and then turned it to Nickelodeon. Ryley stared at the TV with amusement.

"If you need me or mommy, we'll be downstairs. If you can't find us, look for Sadee, okay?" Callum asked Ryley and she nodded quickly. He gave her a quick kiss on the top of her head and we left her alone.

"She is the cutest kid ever," I said. He smiled and we walked back downstairs. I walked back into the living room and sat down by Zara and Jackson, who were busy talking about something I have no idea about.

"We have a Callum!" I exclaimed when Callum sat down next to Jackson.

"Yay!" Zara said and I smiled. I'm so happy I have some people to talk to beside Black Veil Brides.


Four hours later and I was completely plastered. As in I couldn't walk straight and I had stripped to my bra and was singing on the coffee table. Not that anyone cared, we were all drunk off our asses. It was nearing two in the morning and I know I am going to regret this in the morning. As I sang a song, I felt arms around my waist and they pulled me from the table.

"Oh hi Andy," I slurred and he held me up so I didn't fall.

"Come on, you need to sleep this off," he said. He was drunk as well, but he knows how to hold his alcohol. I looked around the room and saw that there weren't actually that many people there. Damn, they must have left while I was doing shots. Andy walked up the stairs and into our bedroom. Wait, isn't Ryley in here?

"Wait, Ryley," I said.

"Left with Callum and Lucy three hours ago," he said and set me on the bed.

"How are you not, slurring your words, and stumbling around? You drank more than me," I asked and he smirked.

"I drank more, yes, but I paced myself," he said as he laid down next to me.

"Are you excited for me to be singing for you guys?" I asked as I nuzzled my head into his chest.

"I am. Are you excited to perform for us?" He asked. I nodded.

"I know I've always said I didn't want to be a singer, but, I lied. Singing has always been a dream of mine," I said.

"I kind of figured," he rubbed my back and kissed the top of my head.

"You know, I don't hate Ash as much as I say I do," I said.

"How so?" He asked.

"I mean, yes, I am pissed at him, but. He was drunk. He had a broken heart, and to be honest, I don't blame him for thinking I'm hot as fuck," he said.

"Okay then. I agree, you are hot, but he still should have known," Andy said and sat up a little.

"He should have, but. But, but, but. He was heart broken and drunk. Like, more drunk than I am right not. Which is like extremely drunk cause I can't feel my feet," I smiled and Andy rolled his eyes.

"You say 'like' a lot when you are drunk," he chuckled.

"I know I do. It's a terrible habit," I said.

"Any other deep down secrets you want to let me know about before you pass out?" He asked.

"No, at least I don't think so," I said and he smiled.

"Go to bed then, we have a flight at six tomorrow night," he said. I nodded and curled up into the bed. For some reason, it felt ten times better right in that moment. A few seconds passed and I was out like a light.


The intense urge to puke everything that was in my stomach was what woke me up. I rolled off the bed and ran into the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before everything came up. Why the fuck do I keep getting drunk before important shit? My forehead rested on the toilet seat and I breathed for a bit before I had to throw up again. Ten minutes of vomiting and I was good. I slowly stood up and walked back into the bedroom. My eyes glanced at the clock and saw it was two in the afternoon. Damn, I slept for like twelve hours. Andy wasn't in the room and neither were our suitcases. I shrugged and walked out of the room and down the stairs. I heard the TV talking from the living room. As I walked through the doorway, I saw Andy sitting on the couch with Crow in his lap, watching Guardians of the Galaxy. I sat down next to him and laid my head on his shoulder.

"I could hear you throwing up from down here," he said.

"I feel like dog shit right now," I said.

"As you should. You had at least ten shots of straight vodka in a half hour time span. Then you had a shot of Goldschlager. You were gone after that," he chuckled.

"I can feel the Goldschlager," I sighed and pet Crow's head, which he responded with a purr before climbing off Andy's lap and climbing on mine.

"Ha, your cat has betrayed you," I smiled and began to pet Crow's chin.

"He has the right idea in mind," he said and I closed my eyes for a second, but then the room started to spin and I had to open my eyes.

"Fuck hangovers," I complained and Andy chuckled. He put his arm around my shoulders and I sighed as I watched the movie. My head was pounding like no other and my stomach was threatening to empty itself.

"I know this is a dumb question, but. Do you want something to eat?" Andy asked a few minutes later.

"No, not right now. The flight is going to be hell as I stand right now, adding food to that equation will be a fiery burning hell that I do not want to experience," I explained and he nodded.

"Well, while you feel like shit, I'm going to order some chinese," he said and grabbed his phone.

"Don't we have a flight in like four hours?" I asked.

"We do, but, that doesn't mean I can't eat," he said. I gave him a look before wrapping my arms around Crow and hugging him to death. He meowed loudly and complained before I let him go, a smile plastered on my face. I got off the couch and slowly walked into the kitchen to make a cup of coffee. As it brewed, I watched it intently. It was really entertaining for some reason. When it finished, I poured a cup and walked upstairs to the bedroom to find clothes for the day and take a shower. Gotta make myself presentable.

I drank a few sips of the coffee before walking into the bathroom and climbing into the shower. It felt amazing to have the warm water fall over my muscles. It also helped with my stomach and head ache. When I finished with the shower, I climbed out and walked to the bedroom. The outfit I had chosen was sitting on the bed. As I pulled on my bra and pants, Andy walked into the room and looked at me for a second before walking into the bathroom. He is the weirdest person I know. When I finsihed getting dressed, I put on make up and fixed my hair so it looked nice. Andy had walked out of teh bathroom and laid down on the bed while I was doing my make up.

"Let's take a before flight selfie," I said.

"Did you just say selfie?" He asked.

"I did. Come on," I said and laid down next to him. I held my phone above us and quickly took the picture. It came out nicely. After that was done, I dropped my phone on my chest and let my arms lay down above my head, which meant that one of them laid over Andy's collarbone.

"Your arm is in my way," he said, but didn't go to move it.

"Or maybe, you are in the way of my arm," I said with a giggle.

"So funny. No, I just got a text from Jon, we are supposed to head to the airport now," he said. I groaned and we both got off the bed and began walking downstairs. As we left the room, Andy picked me up and threw me over his shoulder. I let out a yelp and a laugh as he ran down the stiars.

"Why are you so hyper?!" I exclaimed and he laughed.

"Chinese food!" He answered and set me down. I rolled my eyes before I fixed my shirt and grabbed my bags. We both left the house and got into the car. Now we're off to England, again.

Notes

So, it's not the greatest, I know. But I tried. I do have awesome shit planned. This shitstorm will hit in like five or so chapters, maybe when they are in New York? I don't know. But it's gonna be awesome. It's gonna be dramatic. And yes. *SPOILER ALERT* Sadee is gonna fuck up!

Shout out to Andyismybatman for always commenting. You give me happy feels! :3 (If you want to get a shout out, comment like she does. :D)

Question time: Should I write about Sadee's set and then BVB's set, or should I do Sadee's set and the meet and greet, or meet and greet then Sadee's set?

Next time we get to see Sadee in her true performer mode! Hope you are excited and I hope you liked this chapter!

Sadee's Outfits:
(The party)
http://www.polyvore.com/sadee_bullets_in_music_box/set?id=140742744

(The flight)
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=140743043

Smiles! (As Always!)