Come Back Here

Renae was indeed confused in the morning, but not upset. When I told her what Andy had found, she was ecstatic. She then went on as to why we didn't wake her up, but honestly, she would've just rolled over and threatened us for waking her up so early in the fucking morning.

"You said he goes to Belle?" She asked while grabbing something of Gerard's for Andy to wear.

"Yea, we just gotta find him." I stated while she tossed Andy a KISS shirt she found lurking in the back of her closet.

"What did you say his name was again?"

"Christian Coma."

"Okay, I'll go get my mom on that while you two get dressed. We have to pick up Gee soon."

I did a facepalm. I had temporarily forgotten that Renae had parents in high places when it came to the education system. Not to mention that her father had given us access to some previous records of the town that we used when trying to find my dad--none were all that helpful though.

Renae left the room, closing the door behind us. I grabbed my duffle bag from the ground and started rummaging through it, trying to find something to wear. Next thing I knew, Andy's arms were wrapped around my waist. I found myself smiling as pure bliss washed over me.

He reached down into my bag and picked up a shirt, "You were taking too long." He stated while handing me a purple and black top that matched my hair with ease.

"Andy, do you mind turning around while I change?" I asked shyly, blushing profusely. To think, I was about to be in a room with Andy half naked while I change. You could say I was a little nervous.

"No problem." He let go of my waist, but the loss of contact left me feeling cold. I quickly peeled my shirt off and put on the one Andy chose before grabbing a pair of black skinny jeans.

When I was done, I turned around to see Andy's bare back. A warm and tingly feeling shot through me, and I knew I should look away, but I physically couldn't. I was mesmerized by his bare skin. I lost the ability to breathe, but I couldn't look away or even blink for that matter.

Andy must have known I was staring, because he turned around with his shirt he wore last night in his hands. He smirked in an oh-so-delicious way that sent my head buzzing. He stepped closer to me and I followed his gaze.

"Like what you see?" He asked in his deep and dead sexy voice.

I wasn't audible. I had forgotten how to even speak. I nodded slightly.

He tilted my chin up and placed his lips on mine. Mmmm does he taste good.

Just as I interlaced my fingers in his long black hair, Renae walked in. I groaned as Andy detached the kiss. He whispered, "You're so beautiful."

"Sorry to be a cock block but we gotta hurry. I still need to get dressed and ready."

I glanced at Renae, "What if I had been changing?"

"I've seen you practically naked before." She scoffed in return.

"What if I had been changing?" Andy asked.

"I've seen a dick before."

"Oh my God, Renae! You're not going to see my boyfriend's dick, ever!"

The room erupted with laughter. Renae's to be exact. It occurred to me what I had just said. I had never actually said it before. Neither Andy nor I had officially stated our relationship.

Panic started to rush over me. I looked Andy in the eyes; he had an unreadable expression. Should I not have said that? He isn't going to stop loving me, is he? Okay, that sounds a bit drastic, but still, he isn't going to think or feel differently about me for blatantly stating we're a thing, is he?

"So I guess it's official then? You're mine?" He asked me in a low, innocent tone.

I blushed as I met his crystal blue eyes. "I've always been yours."

"You two are so freaking adorable." Renae commented.

***

"It's about fucking time you two!" Gerard exclaimed when he saw Andy and I holding hands waking into school.

"It was the cutest thing, Gee, but we have more pressing matters at hand. We found Celeste's half brother."

Gerard stopped dead in his tracks, "You have a brother?!"

"Shhhh." I tried silencing him. "I don't want the whole school to know! But yes, Andy found him."

"When did this happen?!"

"Three AM." I responded.

"You should have called me."

"Gee, I didn't even find out that he spent the night until this morning." Renae responded.

"Anything else I missed in the last ten hours?"

Renae contemplated for a minute. Meanwhile, we kept walking down the halls. First block didn't start for another fifteen minutes.

"Well, I walked in on Andy and Cel having a heated make-out session."

"We weren't even making out!" I defended, feeling embarrassed. It was one kiss. But it was full of sexual tension and desire.If Renae hadn't walked in on us, it would have been a really heated make out session.

"Like, almost doing it making out?" Gerard inquired.

"No!" I shrieked, blushing. Thinking about Andy and I doing that sent leaps in my stomach. I'm what you call inexperienced in that area, and I have no idea whether or not I'd be good at it and if I'd be good enough for Andy. I know that's strange to think about, but it is something that's crossed my mind in the past.
"Good, the bet's still in my favor at the moment."

"And mine." Renae added.

"Hey look, the fucktards are holding hands!" None other than Satan himself. "Emo love is fucking disgusting."
I felt Brent's hand on my shoulder, squeezing down. Andy let go of my hand and turned around to face Brent. I could see the hate bubbling inside him as I whimpered at the intense hold.

"Don't fucking touch her." Andy seethed through his breath. Gerard and Renae were being surrounded by the groupies. Fuck, we're surrounded.

Brent let go of me. "What are you going to do about it, huh? Fucking trash."

I heard the collide of skin and bone as a crack sounded right by my ear. I shrieked as I looked over to see Andy clutching his nose. I grabbed his shoulders, about to ask him if he was okay, but was cut short. A sharp pain shot through me as I felt a red hot feeling shoot through my back were I had no doubt been kicked.

"That's fucking it." Andy said, kicking Brent right in the jewels. Brent toppled over in pain.

The groupies were our next worry. They had tossed Renae and Gerard aside. One grabbed me and held me back while the other took holdo of Andy. Andy used an immense amount of force into bashing his elbows into the guy's chest, ultimately letting him free. But by this point, Brent was throwing punches again and got Andy in the stomach.

For some reason, my brain wasn't blanking out. I sort of wish it had, because watching that second blow brought tears to my eyes. I would refuse to cry in front of them, though, because that would give them the satisfaction that I was weak.

I flailed and eventually elbowed the guy in the chin, allowing me to be free. I grabbed hold of Brent's arm and just as he was about to smack Andy, he missed, and got me instead, yelling "She's a fucking slut anyways!" My cheek burned from his hand print.

"Dude, I got that all! Please tell me you got it!" A voice shouted from the hallway.

Just then, teachers were prying us all away.

My mind was spinning. What had just happened? Did Brent call me a slut?

We were dragged into the principal's office, all seated in chairs that were painfully close together. I tried receding into Andy's side as much as I could, but it was difficult. I hoped to God I wouldn't be stuck here long.

Our principal walked in, Dr. Thornburg. He was notorious for unfair judgment. He reeked of smoke, and not in the comforting way of how Andy smells like smoke.

"Dr. Thornburg, some students recorded the predicament that the juveniles have been brought in for.

"Let's review it, shall we?"

The video was hooked up to his computer and he began watching it in silence. I was shaking the while time. I didn't know whether to expect mercy or unfair discrimination.

He sat back in his chair, his routine figure stretching out. He scratched at his balding head. He put on his glasses before grabbing a pen and paper.

"I know all but you two, what are your names?" He directed at me and Andy.

"Celeste Rose." I replied tentatively.

"Andy Biersack." As Andy replied, he scribbled down our names in barely legible handwriting.

"Well, Celeste, you appear to be causing no harm, you will receive no punishment. As for the rest of you, two weeks suspension."

I gasped.

He gazed at me with his beady eyes, tilting his glasses up, "Do you have an issue Miss Rose?"

"Damn straight, Andy did nothing wrong! He was defending me and himself!"

"He provoked Brent. He is just as responsible as a student that throws punches. Now, do I need to suspend you as well?"

"This is BS! Brent and his groupies torture me and my friends for years with verbal and physical abuse, and when we stand up for once, you're unjustly punishing the victim!"

"Two day suspension it is for you, Miss Rose."

"Bull!"

"Three." He deadpanned.

I almost rose from my chair, but Andy held me back.

"The suspension is immediate action. You all are required to go home."

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