Heaven & hell (Andy Biersack love story)
Ch:1- Eliza Kelly
The sound of the church bells echoed through my ears. The after affect of it still ringing straight to my brain. Pushing myself up from the red stone bench i straightened my black long skirt down before walking down the yellow brick road that lead to the church. "Slut." Amanda Charles grinned wrapping her arm around me.
"How are you Amanda. Slumming i hope?" I asked pulling the white beret on my dry brown hair. Brushing it to the side of my shoulder i turned to my my friend with a small smile. "You know you are in trouble right?"
"No i am not." She grumbled sticking out her tongue. "Are we still on for Friday sweet cheeks?" I gulped hard not wanting to think of Friday, or better yet Saturday when my best friend is going away to Paris with her mother. "Don't look so mush." She cooed pinching my cheeks. "I need to have an exit of this boarded up town Lizzie."
"Don't call me that. And yes. Father is glad you are going. He said something about you being a complete disgrace." I teased nudging her slightly. We walked into the church seeing all our peers standing in formation. I and Amanda sat in the back gazing at the kids through our lashes, seeing we have to bow our heads while we wait for my father- the deacon- and the head master for Jacksonville Prep. "What are you going to do in Pairs, expect eat a lot of bread and don't shower?"
Amanda flipped her fiery red hair back giving me a 'i don't know' shrug. "Thank you for coming with me."
"Who are they again?" I whispered as we began to sing the school anthem. "Black- white bride veil?"
"Black Veil Brides." She corrected me. "Let just enjoy that night, full of sin and stuff."
"How are you going to convince my mother and father to go out of town with you to New-York, which i think its diabolical. Amanda is your plan going to work?" I asked skeptical of course on what my crazy best friend was planning.
"Its going to work." I turned my head seeing my 2nd eldest brother. John. His grin gave the girls a weak in the knee caps, and a hot and sweaty palms. John is the math teacher, he is twenty five years of age. Amanda and him hate each other- the biblical way, in bed, screaming how they hated each other. That image is still scattered into my brain.
"Brother you will- how?" I asked dumbfounded.
"Don't worry." He turned to Amanda. "You have detention after school Miss. Charles." He leaned into her as my eyes grew wide. "I am going to put the fear in God in you, and maybe in your mouth." Faking a gag my brother laughed softly. "See you first period ladies." He gave a nod and pulled on his red alb thingy that covers his suit and walked down the aisle sitting down next to sister Constance. AKA his wife.
"I am not even going to ask." I said softly sitting down.
"Dude." Amanda protested snapping me out of my zone. Oh right. I stood up again holding my hands behind my back. "You wanna go to detention?"
"No. Just no." I laughed licking my lips.
"How are you Amanda. Slumming i hope?" I asked pulling the white beret on my dry brown hair. Brushing it to the side of my shoulder i turned to my my friend with a small smile. "You know you are in trouble right?"
"No i am not." She grumbled sticking out her tongue. "Are we still on for Friday sweet cheeks?" I gulped hard not wanting to think of Friday, or better yet Saturday when my best friend is going away to Paris with her mother. "Don't look so mush." She cooed pinching my cheeks. "I need to have an exit of this boarded up town Lizzie."
"Don't call me that. And yes. Father is glad you are going. He said something about you being a complete disgrace." I teased nudging her slightly. We walked into the church seeing all our peers standing in formation. I and Amanda sat in the back gazing at the kids through our lashes, seeing we have to bow our heads while we wait for my father- the deacon- and the head master for Jacksonville Prep. "What are you going to do in Pairs, expect eat a lot of bread and don't shower?"
Amanda flipped her fiery red hair back giving me a 'i don't know' shrug. "Thank you for coming with me."
"Who are they again?" I whispered as we began to sing the school anthem. "Black- white bride veil?"
"Black Veil Brides." She corrected me. "Let just enjoy that night, full of sin and stuff."
"How are you going to convince my mother and father to go out of town with you to New-York, which i think its diabolical. Amanda is your plan going to work?" I asked skeptical of course on what my crazy best friend was planning.
"Its going to work." I turned my head seeing my 2nd eldest brother. John. His grin gave the girls a weak in the knee caps, and a hot and sweaty palms. John is the math teacher, he is twenty five years of age. Amanda and him hate each other- the biblical way, in bed, screaming how they hated each other. That image is still scattered into my brain.
"Brother you will- how?" I asked dumbfounded.
"Don't worry." He turned to Amanda. "You have detention after school Miss. Charles." He leaned into her as my eyes grew wide. "I am going to put the fear in God in you, and maybe in your mouth." Faking a gag my brother laughed softly. "See you first period ladies." He gave a nod and pulled on his red alb thingy that covers his suit and walked down the aisle sitting down next to sister Constance. AKA his wife.
"I am not even going to ask." I said softly sitting down.
"Dude." Amanda protested snapping me out of my zone. Oh right. I stood up again holding my hands behind my back. "You wanna go to detention?"
"No. Just no." I laughed licking my lips.
Update? No? Yes? Maybe?
7/14/15