My Darkest Desire (Ashley Purdy/OC/Andy Biersack)

Nikki's Pov (five days later):

"Okay, so she will be here any minute. I don't want you to ask her anything about the pregnancy. Don't be here when she arrives, I don't want her too feel like we're pushing her. Just give her whatever she wants if I'm not around, okay?" I said to everyone and I looked at Ashley.

This morning, doctor Connor called Ashley to tell him what I already knew. He was the father of Colleen's child. He hoped till in the last second that Colleen was a lying bitch. He was mad and I barely stopped him from smashing his phone against the wall.

We had a huge argument about Colleen living with us. He didn't want her here. He didn't want to see her at all. I got pissed and I told him that if he's not mature enough to handle it, I will. That angered him even more and fueled his fear.

After the doctor's call, I called Colleen and told her to pack her stuff. She reluctantly agreed and I told her I set up a plan to help her stay out of the press's sight. She said she will do anything. We're gonna tell the press it was a prank. The Risen Demons wanted to prank Ashley because ... Well, he is Ashley. We're gonna tell that we hired Colleen and used Ashley's drinking habits in our favor. He got scared and that's where the prank ended.

I didn't sleep too much in the last days, thinking about how should I do everything right. There was no way that Ashley and I could go public. Even though, I will somehow manage to keep Colleen hidden, the truth will be revealed in a few months. I was thinking that maybe this marriage thing was a bad idea.

I was exhausted and tired of comforting Ashley. He didn't help me at all and he was grumpy all the time. I was pissed and I started to think about what Ashley said a few days ago. I was scared. What if he was right? What if I couldn't handle being around Colleen? What if everything will fall apart again?

"Are you sure you don't want me to keep her at my house?" Ryan asked knowingly.

"No, I want her here." I answered and everyone told me that everything's gonna be fine.

Ashley just shrugged and kissed my forehead before he took my bike and left the house. I was getting even more pissed by the fact that he kept running away but I had to pretend I was fine when the doorbell rang. Everyone left the room and I sighed, walking towards the door.

"Hey, get inside." I said smiling at Colleen.

She said nothing and she just carried her suitcases in the house ignoring my help.

"Are you okay?" I asked worried.

"Yeah, I'm fine. But I swear to God, I'm carrying a monster! I threw up 6 times this morning! Six fucking times! I don't even know what I threw up after the third time!" She said pissed.

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"Not since I found out about it." She answered, running a hand through her hair.

"Well, we'll see one tomorrow if that's okay with you." I said and I dragged her suitcases after me.

She nodded as I opened the door and she stared at the room amazed. It was a plain room with purple walls. It had a balcony and a bathroom. Inside the room, it was a dressing, a queen size bed, two nightstands, a desk and a few cabinets.

"Wow! This is so big!" She exclaimed amazed.

"You like it?" "I love it." She said awkwardly and I placed my left hand on her shoulder.

"Stop feeling guilty. It just happened. Deal with it." I said reassuringly and she looked at my ring, smiling.

"This ring really matches with your eyes. Although, I think the idiot should've picked a darker shade of the emerald." She answered checking my ring.

"If you tell me you're designing jewelry as well, you're not gonna leave this house anymore. I'm obsessed with that dress you gave me." I spat happily.

She looked at me incredulously as we sat on the bed. She reached to one of her suitcases and showed me her sketch book. It was full of elegant designs of all types of dresses. I flipped the pages amazed by how talented she was. I really needed to talk to Ashley about this. He might be able to open some doors for her in the fashion industry. Her dresses will surely be noticed.

She blushed a crimson red when I told her my opinion about her work and I chuckled. Jewelry designs followed and I gotta say, I really liked all those elegant stuff. I kept flipping through the pages and the fashion sketches ended, being followed by random BVB lyrics designed skillfully.

"You want a tattoo." I said knowingly and she shrugged.

"I just can't decide which one."

"How about this?" I said showing her the page.

It was a lyric from Victory Call: 'Ready to heal our battle scars'. It was written in a cursive hand writing on a fond of ripped paper. The edges were violently shaped and it looked like a piece of paper that survived a fire.

"Yeah, that's my favorite too." She said smiling.

"That's it! Let's get you tattooed!" I said and I stood up.

"Wait! What?!"

"Well, you need a welcome home gift. And I will tattoo you. As a thank you for my birthday gift." I said excited.

"You tattoo?!"

"That was my first job, duh!"

I practically dragged her out as we headed to my car. I really wanted to tattoo her. I missed it and I was really intrigued by her sketch. It seemed pretty easy but the shadows we're going to be a pain in the ass. I checked my phone and I saw I had no missed calls or texts from Ashley. I sighed heavily and I drove to Chase's salon. I gave Colleen a big smile as we entered inside.

"Hey, Nikki!" Hannah, a girl I used to work with, greeted me.

"Hey, girl. Is Chase here?" I said hugging her.

"Yeah, I think he is about to finish with a customer."

"Okay, we will wait till he's done." I answered and Colleen and I sat on the couch.

She looked all around the salon in amazement and I smiled, knowing the feeling. I asked her where she wanted her tattoo and she rolled her right sleeve up. I frowned seeing her scars and she looked away, ashamed.

I rolled both of my sleeves, showing her that she wasn't the only one who wanted to die. She widened her eyes and looked at me surprised. I knew that she felt more comfortable around me, now that she found out we had one more thing in common.

I took her arm and I checked the surface of her skin, trying to figure out if I could tattoo on her scars. They were deep and I knew that the ink won't cover them completely. I told her that and she shrugged, saying that it didn't matter.

Those cuts were a reminder. I smiled bitterly and I remembered that Ashley said the exact same thing.

"Hey little star!" Chase greeted us as he walked his customer out.

"Hey boss! I brought a friend. I wondered if I could tattoo her." I said smiling.

"Of course you can! You own half of the salon remember? I'm Chase, by the way." He smiled widely at Colleen and extended his arm.

"I'm Colleen." She smiled back and shook his hand.

Their hold lasted a few seconds more than necessary as they were staring at each other. I grinned like an idiot and I cleared my throat as they pulled away. Chase gave me a small smile while Colleen blushed.

"So, Colleen, what you have in mind?" Chase asked and she handed him her sketch.

Chase looked at it amazed and then gave me a smirk.

"This is pretty complicated, little star. Let me draw the sketch and then you can tattoo her."

I agreed, knowing that he will do a better sketch than me anyway. Colleen kept tapping her foot nervous and I laughed at her excitement. Once Chase was done, he asked her where she wanted it and she hesitantly showed him her arm.

Chase's eyes darkened but he said nothing as he carefully placed the sketch over her arm. I saw Colleen widening her eyes as soon as the drawing was printed on her arm and she smiled widely at Chase.

I help her sit on a chair as I gladly took the machine from Chase's hands. She flinched when the needle touched her skin but got used to it pretty fast.

"Okay, this might seem weird, but I feel like I saw you before." Chase said to Colleen.

"Maybe in the press. I was dumb enough to tell them that I'm pregnant with Ashley Purdy." She said sadly.

I almost destroyed her tattoo when my hand trembled at her words and I looked at Chase, worried that he would flip any minute. To my surprise, he didn't. He just gave me a dead glare and I knew I was going to have a 'I told you he will screw up again' talk.

In the mean time, I told Colleen my plan and she was fine with it. She was worried about the signs of the pregnancy once the time will pass but I told her that we will figure something out for that as well.

She and Chase talked a lot about life in generally and he was surprised by how well we got along. Colleen blushed every now and then at Chase's crappy compliments and I almost busted my lip from biting it, trying not to laugh.

I wondered if my life could be more weird as I finished Colleen's tattoo. Chase smiled at me proudly as he gave Colleen a looooong hug. We said our goodbyes and I smiled at her.

She was practically jumping out of her skin as we walked to the car. She was blushing and she was humming happily Victory Call. My life was fucked up. The mother of my future husband's child liked my ex boss. I let out a loud laugh and Colleen looked at me weirdly.

"Why are you laughing?" She asked confused.

"I think I'm finally going crazy." I said and laughed more.

Colleen started laughing too even though I don't know why. She kept thanking me for the tattoo and I couldn't help but tease her about Chase. I was sure she liked him when I saw her crimson blush. I knew that Chase was the type of guy who did everything for the ones that he cared about.

Maybe he won't care about the fact that Colleen was pregnant with another man. And maybe Colleen will finally be happy.

That's it! I was going to turn into fucking Cupid this time!!

Notes

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