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The Broken One

In The End

***Andy’s P.O.V***

Seven months.

Seven months since my life was forever changed, altered and unfixable. Or so I thought at the time.
Seven months since I lost the one person who made my over sized ego disappear, the person who made me want to be the best version of me I possibly could.
The day after Cynthia’s funeral was the day I hit rock bottom. I couldn’t deal with the pain that played out in my mind every minute of every day. I couldn’t deal with the fact that I lost her, that it all happened right beside me and I was never able to stop it. I was out of my mind. I let my life dwindle, letting drugs alcohol take me in their grip and drag me so far down that every sliver of light was gone. I thought I had no one. I was wrong.
The band that I had left came back for me. The friends I once had decided I was worth something. They pulled me away from the life I had been living, they didn’t let me fall to my grave. They gave me two options, either to go on living the life I was living, or to join the band again become sober. I chose option two.
As I sit in the music studio, waiting for CC to get done recording the drums, I realize just how lucky I am, how different things could be right now. This band has taught me how to cope, how to move forward and not dwell on the past. Looking back, I know that I wouldn’t change a thing, I would still have adopted Cynthia, I still would go through it all because in the end, she was the best thing that ever happened to me and I would never trade the time I had with her for the world. Just because I don’t have her physically with me doesn’t mean I don’t still have her in my heart.
“Andy, it’s your time, go record vocals”
Jake says from the couch across the room as CC walks into the room and taps me on the head with one of his drumsticks.
“YOUR TURN”
He shouts excitedly, hyper as always. I smile and walk into the recording booth. I put my headphones on and adjust the microphone.
I take a deep breath before I begin to sing.

In the end as you fade into the night
Who will tell the story of your life……

Notes

It's finally the end!! I don't even know what to say here but I just want to thank everyone who read this and subscribed and commented and rated etc etc, haha. When I first started writing this story I never thought that it would ever get to many views or subscribers, I didn't think it would be that good since it was my first time writing fanfiction. Writing this story has been an awesome experience and I'm really kinda sad the story's over. I truly hope everyone enjoyed it. Thank you so much you guys.

~becca

Comments

@Haley Blade Sixx
I'd love to hear your idea if you want to message me it or something.

Oh my god! If you wanted to write a sequel to this I have an idea that could be pretty cool.

this was such a good story, dam, i loved it you did such a great job.

AWWWW BEST STORY EVER!!!!!!!! WHY DOES IT HAVE TO END!!!!!?????
Ella Biersack Ella Biersack
3/15/15

Aww, so sad...

Saminbvb Saminbvb
3/14/15