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

welcome back mother

It's been a week since the thing with Alex and I've not seen or spoken to him am really worried about him I hope he's okay , it's the weekend so I have 0 plans. I have had a lazy day so far because I've been busy all week with band practice and cheerleading practice which Alex hasn't been attending and I can't phone him because I broke it don't ask okay ill tell you I dropped it down the toilet, I'm a idiot. I decided it's about time I get ready so I get up and go to my wardrobe grabbing my KISS top and black ripped skinny jeans. I looked at my body in the mirror with disgust ,how much I love to hate myself is incredible, I grabbed my freshly bought blade and jerk it across my stomach , wrists and thighs, I cleaned the cuts and covered them , I get my clothes on quickly and run downstairs into the kitchen where my dad's on the laptop " dad am going to see Alex ill be back soon " I tell him " okay have fun " he said not looking up thank god , I grabbed my jumper and opened the door but am stopped by my mom " am big " she said hugging me the joys I thought myself she hugs my tight and it stings like fuck as she pushes against my cuts. Ill just have to leave Alex for now , I walk with my mom into the kitchen " hey Andy " my mom said why didn't she say white rabbit or babe " hey Juliet " he said looking up at us and he stares at me for what seems like forever " so how was Florida" he asked still not taking his eyes of me " good my mom said hi and Amie she said you can stay with her soon she misses you, she never stop asking questions about you " my mom said I just put a fake smile on and nodded " let me take your bag " my dad said getting of his chair " no Its fine ill do it " I said grabbing her bag I need out there quietly. I took the bags upstairs into her room and sighed , I looked in the mirror my face pail and I have bags under my eyes. I walk into my room being startled by my dad sitting on my bed " fuck sake dad " I yell he gets up and shuts the door and grabbed my arms moving my bracelets up , when he sees my new cuts his jaw drops " Amie I thought you stopped" he said grabbing me into a hug I flinched as my cuts on my stomach hurt , He pulled my top up and say the fresh blood lines " where else ?" He said and his voice cracked I looked at my leg and he unzipped my jeans pulling them down to my knees am not in front of my dad with my bra and panties , He kisses every cut and pulls my jeans up and pulls my top back on, He sits me on the bed and kisses my lips and I give him entry his hand slides up my back and just as he was about to unclip my bra " Amie can I come in " my mom said Chapin on my door , my dad pulled away quickly and ran to my bathroom closing the door behind him " yeah " I yell weakly " I want you to move out with me, me and your dad are splitting up " she said " no " I say " but " " but nothing am not picking between you " I say harshly storming out this won't end up like my dream it can't happen. I left the house slamming the door behind me.

Notes

Thanks everyone for supporting me. I love you all. C

Comments

@EmmaFayebvb
oh okay then

perpetual_loser perpetual_loser
12/29/16

@perpetual_loser
This was written over a year ago. For what I learned in school that's what I put. I'm not too bothered if I'm being accurate or not.

EmmaFayebvb EmmaFayebvb
10/13/16

I just wanted to say that Amie means "friend" in French, not love. Love in French is "Amore".

perpetual_loser perpetual_loser
10/13/16

@perpetual_loser
Well I done French for 8 years and I was taught J'Amie was like/ love J'adore was love as well as amore there are different ways of saying it unless I was taught wrong tbh probs was

EmmaFayebvb EmmaFayebvb
10/2/16

I'm pretty sure amie means friend in French and Amore means love. Like when you hear people say Mon Amie it means my friend and when you hear people say Mi Amore it means my love. I'm going into my third year of French.

perpetual_loser perpetual_loser
7/28/16