In Death, We're All Believers
A Life Without You
Andy’s P.O.V
Don’t they say that if you care for someone, you will do anything in the world to find them? Oh, they don’t say that? Anyway, I’m fairly sure I’ve tried almost everything to track down Keeley. I messaged her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, but I still haven’t heard a reply.
I can’t shake this awful feeling that something is wrong, that something has happened to Keeley.
For the millionth time, I log onto Facebook and check my messages. There’s still nothing from Keeley and it’s been four days. As a last ditch effort to find her via social media, I scroll through her friends list. Desperately, I click on anyone with the last name of Robertson.
Finally, I come across a woman named Marie Robertson.
Her profile is overflowing with pictures of Keeley, and so, without reading any of the posts, I assume that she is Keeley’s mother. I message her.
Mrs. Robertson,
My name is Andy Biersack, and I sing for a band called Black Veil Brides. Last week, I met your lovely daughter Keeley at our Tempe concert. She is a truly wonderful girl, and I was wondering if I could possibly meet her again. This may sound strange, but may I have your address?
Sincerely,
AB
Five minutes later, I get a reply.
Mr. Biersack,
I don’t know who you are, but why are you asking about Keeley? Is this some kind of sick joke? Please, come explain yourself. My address is 39652 South Rush Drive, Phoenix.
The message confuses me, but at least I have Keeley’s address!
I didn’t lose her.
I can’t lose anyone else.
Don’t they say that if you care for someone, you will do anything in the world to find them? Oh, they don’t say that? Anyway, I’m fairly sure I’ve tried almost everything to track down Keeley. I messaged her on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram, but I still haven’t heard a reply.
I can’t shake this awful feeling that something is wrong, that something has happened to Keeley.
For the millionth time, I log onto Facebook and check my messages. There’s still nothing from Keeley and it’s been four days. As a last ditch effort to find her via social media, I scroll through her friends list. Desperately, I click on anyone with the last name of Robertson.
Finally, I come across a woman named Marie Robertson.
Her profile is overflowing with pictures of Keeley, and so, without reading any of the posts, I assume that she is Keeley’s mother. I message her.
Mrs. Robertson,
My name is Andy Biersack, and I sing for a band called Black Veil Brides. Last week, I met your lovely daughter Keeley at our Tempe concert. She is a truly wonderful girl, and I was wondering if I could possibly meet her again. This may sound strange, but may I have your address?
Sincerely,
AB
Five minutes later, I get a reply.
Mr. Biersack,
I don’t know who you are, but why are you asking about Keeley? Is this some kind of sick joke? Please, come explain yourself. My address is 39652 South Rush Drive, Phoenix.
The message confuses me, but at least I have Keeley’s address!
I didn’t lose her.
I can’t lose anyone else.
Notes
Hello! Thanks to savannah_bvb and Fallen 8-4-14 for commenting!!! Love you guys. So, looks like Andy’s on his way to Keeley’s house. What do you think will happen when he gets there?
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4/22/18