You're My Saviour *Andy Biersack Love Story*
The Night Before
The concert was tomorrow and I could not fucking sleep. I glanced at the clock and it read 2:17a.m. I moaned and rolled over, thinking. It'd been a month and 4 days since school started, and my ribs were finally healed. Turns out they weren't broken, they were just swollen which is good for me I guess.
I'm still putting up with the bullshit from the people at my school, being bullied everyday and whatever, but I haven't let it bother me too much. I mean, I was going to Black Veil Brides!! Or so I tell myself. If it doesn't bother me why do I cut? I wish I knew. Since Dave kneed me in the ribs I've been cutting almost every night until last week, although I'd been cutting for years before that. It just seemed to be the only solution I had at the moment. The cuts got deeper and were everywhere; my arms looked like a battlefield.
I was hoping the angry red marks would fade before tomorrow, and most of them had. Guess I'd just be wearing my coat tomorrow for the concert. I didn't want anyone to see, especially Andy. I laughed at myself for thinking that. I'm just some fat ugly fan, he's not gonna notice me when there are thousands of others there that are way prettier than I am.
I sighed and rolled over. Only about 17 more hours until the concert. I could hang in that long. School was out despite it being a Friday due to Parent-Teacher conferences, not that my mother would bother to show up. She doesn't even know about the concert, but she wouldn't care. She hasn't spoken to me for years other than when she was drunk or high. I rolled my eyes thinking about her, and decided to try and catch some sleep, humming Mortician's Daughter to myself.
A/N Yes, a very short chapter but I am still updating more, I'm just trying to post as much as possible to keep you guys entertained. The concert is the next chapter, and BVB is finally introduced!!! So keep reading and comment <3
I'm still putting up with the bullshit from the people at my school, being bullied everyday and whatever, but I haven't let it bother me too much. I mean, I was going to Black Veil Brides!! Or so I tell myself. If it doesn't bother me why do I cut? I wish I knew. Since Dave kneed me in the ribs I've been cutting almost every night until last week, although I'd been cutting for years before that. It just seemed to be the only solution I had at the moment. The cuts got deeper and were everywhere; my arms looked like a battlefield.
I was hoping the angry red marks would fade before tomorrow, and most of them had. Guess I'd just be wearing my coat tomorrow for the concert. I didn't want anyone to see, especially Andy. I laughed at myself for thinking that. I'm just some fat ugly fan, he's not gonna notice me when there are thousands of others there that are way prettier than I am.
I sighed and rolled over. Only about 17 more hours until the concert. I could hang in that long. School was out despite it being a Friday due to Parent-Teacher conferences, not that my mother would bother to show up. She doesn't even know about the concert, but she wouldn't care. She hasn't spoken to me for years other than when she was drunk or high. I rolled my eyes thinking about her, and decided to try and catch some sleep, humming Mortician's Daughter to myself.
A/N Yes, a very short chapter but I am still updating more, I'm just trying to post as much as possible to keep you guys entertained. The concert is the next chapter, and BVB is finally introduced!!! So keep reading and comment <3
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12/22/13