House of Death. (Andy Biersack Love Story.)

Andy's POV.
"Rise and shine!" I shouted to Marilyn as I shook her awake. She groaned and rolled off of my bed.

"You okay?" I asked her as I helped her up. She nodded and stood up.

"I should probably head home. Jinxx is probably worried." She said as she picked up her clothes. I pulled her back to me though and held her close.

"Stay for breakfast at least." I begged as I kissed the top of her head.

"No. I should get going." She told me as she escaped my grip.

"But I want you to stay..." I said silently as she walked out the door.
The next few days we had band practice and let me tell you, that was awkward as hell. I thought she would be different and stay with me. But I guess she thought it was just a one night stand. She would do the mic tests at the practices and check the amps and stuff. And it was always fun with her there... Well, at least to the other guys it was fun. For me, she'd just ignore me. Except today something... Odd happened.

"Marilyn. Mics?" CC asked as he walked on to the stage. She nodded and walked up to my mic. She did the whole "Testing" thing and then decided to start singing a Falling In Reverse song called Brother. It was... beautiful. Ever note was just right. Everything about her voice just felt right to me.

"Hey. Lets do a song called Don't. I'm sure Ash has heard it." Marilyn said as she picked up an acoustic guitar to test the amps. She picked it up and started playing a catchy tune and then Ash joined in.

"met this girl late last year
She said, "Don't you worry if I disappear."
I told her I'm not really looking for another mistake
I called an old friend thinking that the trouble would wait
But then I jump right in
A week later returned
I reckon she was only looking for a lover to burn
But I gave her my time for two or three nights
Then I put it on pause 'til the moment was right
I went away for months until our paths crossed again
She told me, "I was never looking for a friend."
Maybe you could swing by my room around 10:00
Baby, bring a lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby, if you wanted me then you should've just said
She's singing
Ah lahmlahlah" And she carried on with the song. It was rather catchy and I really liked it. But after she finished singing it, she announced that her and Morgue were official. They were a official couple. That's when I got mad.

"So you and I having sex meant nothing to you!? You're just going to throw that all away! God! You're a fucking whore! That's what you are! Sleep with one guy, move onto the next! Fuck you!" I shouted at her. I hadn't even thought about what I had said until I saw her run out in tears and then I felt a sharp pain on my nose and in my gut.

"You fucking bastard! I can't believe you just shouted that to Jinxx's daughter!" Jake shouted as he ran out after Marilyn. I fell to the ground, clenching my stomach. Damn. Jake can punch people hard. I picked up my phone and tried calling Jinxx but there was no answer. I tried calling Marilyn, but of course, no answer. I mean, I did just call her a whore so I guess her answering was definitely not a possibility. Last resort, Morgue. And he actually ansered.

"Whats going on?" He asked as he answered the phone. Thank God, Marilyn hadn't told him yet.

"Hey, is Marilyn at your apartment?" I asked him as I panicked. Jake had texted me and said he couldn't find ehr anywhere and that her car was gone.

"Uh... No. Why?" He questioned with curiosity.

"Can you try texting or calling her?" I asked him, practically begging.

"Is she okay?" He asked in a panicked tone.

"I pissed her off, she ran off, and now we can't find her." I explained.

"You asshole! She's probably in her room, battling with her anxiety and suicidal thoughts! You could be the reason she ends up in the hospital! Damn it!" HE shouted as he hung up. I dropped my phone in fear at the thought of her at the hospital or even possibly dead... I ran out of the venue and got in my car. I didn't care if I was speeding, if a cop were to stop me, f I accidentally hit someone. I needed to see if she was okay. I needed to get there fast too. By the time I had gotten there, though, it was too late. Sirens, a crying Jnxx who looked like he'd failed as a father, concerned band members, a angry Morgue. They were all standing in front of the house, watching Marilyn being loaded onto an ambulance. Not to mention she was unconcious. I stood back from them, knowing they knew it was my fault. I saw Jinxx madly walking up to me.

"You fucking asshole! I can't believe what you said to her! And you had sex with her! Listen here, Biersack! I'm fucking pissed at you! I don't even want to see your face anymore. Go home! Get out of here!" He shouted at me. I backed away and ran into my car. I got in and started it. God, Andy. Why did you have to go and screw shit up? I thought to myself as I drove to my house. As soon as I got there I found the alcohol and the cigarettes. I always thought I'd quite, especially since Marilyn was allergic to smoke. But that doesn't matter does it? Soon I was so drunk that I couldn't remember what had happened. At about 9pm I was still drunk and heard a knock on the door. I answered it to a Ashley who looked like he'd been crying. But everything just looked weird right now. I was drunk.

"Andy, you need to come to the hospital." He told me. But like I said, I was drunk. Do you think I gave a fuck? Nope. Once I sobered up, that's when I realized what he meant. I had also realized how great of a friend he was considering he stayed and helped me become sober. HE then explained everything. Marilyn was going to live but might be in a coma like state for at least a week. I grabbed my coat and ran out the door. I got in the passenger side of Ashley's car and demanded him to take me to Marilyn, which he did. And I was grateful for that.
I walked into her hospital room and saw her peacefully asleep on her hospital bed. She had a bunch of oxygen tanks connected to her and bandages on her arms.

"They pumped her stomach. I almost lost my daughter." Jinxx said as he held his head in his hands shamefully almost. I couldn't bear it anymore. I let the tears fall and I fell to her hospital bedside. I fell asleep like that, with her hand in my hand.

"Shouldn't Morgue be here?" I asked CC when I woke up

"Yeah. He should be. But he's not. He said he couldn't bare seeing her like this so he left the hospital. He's probably cheating on her." CC explained. Chills went down my spine as I thought about how hard it'd be for Marilyn to hear that or experience that.
3 days... 3 days of Morgue not being here, of constant tears from me and the band, 3 days without Marilyn to make us laugh. I started to wonder if she'd ever wake up...

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