my life in a story a shitty story ( a Andy biersack lovestory)

It's been half an hour at this shit party , everything about it is shit ,the music , the people and more , I sat down at the table while my dad is outside smoking and my mom is talking to someone suddenly I hear a voice in my ear " hello Amie am the creepy old man that's been watching you" he said I turned and saw Jack I nearly shat myself just kidding " Jack you asshole you gave me a heart attack " he smiled " wanna go outside this music is shit " he said " just what I was thinking " we walked outside " what you doing here " he asked me " my annoying mom made me come " " same here " , we carried on and my dad stopped us and he gave me a look , a look of pitty he does hate me doesn't.

Me and Jack are sitting together and suddenly my favorite song ' king for a day ' by PTV ft Kellin Quinn comes on and Jack smirks " I remember you told me this was you favorite" he said " let's dance " he said , we got up and dance and laughed it was so funny and we sang along " imagine living like a king someday" after the song was done ,who's ever party I was at said a speech and then opened the buffet table but I didn't want anything , Jack went to go get food and I connected to the WIFI because I found out the password , Jack comes and sits next to me and we take a shit load of selfies.

The party was shit but Jack seemed to lighten up the mood it's about 2am when we get home so my mom heads straight to bed and I was just about to go before my dad grabbed me , He took me into the living room and sat me down , He shut the living room door and locked it, yes we have a living room lock safety first as my dad used to say " pull your jeans down " he said " no dad " I said crossing my arms " am not asking am ordering you, now obey me and pull your jeans down " he snaps " or what , hey Dad what you gonna do are you going to force them down " he let out a sigh " Amie 1 last time pull your jeans down " he said harshly " fuck off " he lifted me to my feet and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them slowly down " why did you do this " he said " because " " because why God damit tell me " he said " or what you going to take me to a therapist again" I snapped he sat down and sighed I pulled my jeans up and buttoned them , I quickly unlocked the door and ran out upstairs into my room and into my wardrobe grabbing my blade , I looked at the mirror " look at you , your ugly , your a disgrace , your not wanted , your a lost cause and your not loved " I say to myself before pulling my sleeve up just as I was about to drag it across my skin my door flung opened and I dropped the blade...

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