A Dark Romance- Andy Biersack love story
Dreams
We off the stage and I smile. "Another great show! Great job guys!" Juliet says happily. I walk over and peck her lips. She pulls away and strokes my cheek. "I can't believe that in three short days, I'll be Mrs. Biersack." I smile wider. "I know. I can't wait." She smiles brightly. "Come on let's go home." I nod and grab her hand. "Bye guys." They wave and we leave.
I get home and just crash. God why am I so tired?
*Dream*
I stand up from the ground, coated in fog. I look around and the fog dissapears. A girl with chocolate brown eyes stares back at me frozen. Her hair is dark brown with blue strands running through it. Her bright white smile leaves me in awe. Who is she? I feel a tug at my heart. Taylor. I feel a tug at my finger. "Doesn't mommy look beautiful daddy?" I look down and see a girl with the same dark brown hair, blue eyes, tiny full lips, and and a lighter shade of chocolate skin. Daddy? "Honey you ready to go?" I see the girl the statue is of holding a boy close to her chest. He must be about four or five. The little girl extends her arms. Why not? It's just a dream anyway. I pick her up. She wraps her arms around my neck and Taylor pecks my lips. "Come on. Let's go."
I feel myself ripped away from them. I'm sitting in a metal chair, in a dark room, with a light shining down only on my. I hear two sets of shoes clicking. A girl with pink hair and purple gleaming eyes approaches me. She circles me a few times and stops to my right. Finally the other pair of heels starts walking. These steps are more measured, slower, scarier, the placement of the sounds sound almost like the person is sashaying. The statue girl appears, her hair in a high ponytail, her nails extremely long and coated with black nail polish. She wears skin tight leather pants, black high heels, and a black sweater crop top that exposes her perfectly toned stomach and black skull belly button ring. Her piercing brown eyes pop against her dark black eye make up.
Her full lips sparkle with light pink lip gloss. She approaches me and crouches down to my level. She traces her nail along my jaw. Sadness and pain fills her eyes. "I missed you." She said quietly. I feel my eyes widen. "I wish we could just be done with this. I wish we could just live together in peace and harmony. But wishing doesn't get you anywhere in live." She says with a dry, harsh laughter. I lightly wrap a fallen curl around my finger. Just out of instinct. Her eyes widen in shock. I smile at her. "It's alright. Because this is all just a dream. I'll go back to Juliet when I wake up." I say and a tear slips down her cheek. She tries to smile but it's just broken and full of pain. I lightly tap the tear and it turn to a flower. She smiles and sets it in my hand. "Keep it. I don't need it."
She strokes my cheek and wraps her other pinky around mine. "Forever and Always?" I feel something inside me compel me to answer her. "Forever and Always," she smiles. "My baby you'll be?" Again compelled to say something back. "My baby you'll be." I feel a burn seep down my pinky and along my hand. I rip my hand from her. Forever and Always, My Baby You'll Be, is tattooed along the side. Her hand matches. She brings her lips to mine and I wake up.
*Dream over*
I shoot out of bed, sweating and panting. Juliet wakes up and leans on my shoulder. "Are you okay?" She says pecking my shoulder. I nod. "Yeah. Fine. Just a nightmare. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She nods and I get up. I walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I run my fingers through my hair and see something. I look at my hand and see the tattoo. No. I'm just imagining this. I go back to bed and instantly fall back to sleep.
I get home and just crash. God why am I so tired?
*Dream*
I stand up from the ground, coated in fog. I look around and the fog dissapears. A girl with chocolate brown eyes stares back at me frozen. Her hair is dark brown with blue strands running through it. Her bright white smile leaves me in awe. Who is she? I feel a tug at my heart. Taylor. I feel a tug at my finger. "Doesn't mommy look beautiful daddy?" I look down and see a girl with the same dark brown hair, blue eyes, tiny full lips, and and a lighter shade of chocolate skin. Daddy? "Honey you ready to go?" I see the girl the statue is of holding a boy close to her chest. He must be about four or five. The little girl extends her arms. Why not? It's just a dream anyway. I pick her up. She wraps her arms around my neck and Taylor pecks my lips. "Come on. Let's go."
I feel myself ripped away from them. I'm sitting in a metal chair, in a dark room, with a light shining down only on my. I hear two sets of shoes clicking. A girl with pink hair and purple gleaming eyes approaches me. She circles me a few times and stops to my right. Finally the other pair of heels starts walking. These steps are more measured, slower, scarier, the placement of the sounds sound almost like the person is sashaying. The statue girl appears, her hair in a high ponytail, her nails extremely long and coated with black nail polish. She wears skin tight leather pants, black high heels, and a black sweater crop top that exposes her perfectly toned stomach and black skull belly button ring. Her piercing brown eyes pop against her dark black eye make up.
Her full lips sparkle with light pink lip gloss. She approaches me and crouches down to my level. She traces her nail along my jaw. Sadness and pain fills her eyes. "I missed you." She said quietly. I feel my eyes widen. "I wish we could just be done with this. I wish we could just live together in peace and harmony. But wishing doesn't get you anywhere in live." She says with a dry, harsh laughter. I lightly wrap a fallen curl around my finger. Just out of instinct. Her eyes widen in shock. I smile at her. "It's alright. Because this is all just a dream. I'll go back to Juliet when I wake up." I say and a tear slips down her cheek. She tries to smile but it's just broken and full of pain. I lightly tap the tear and it turn to a flower. She smiles and sets it in my hand. "Keep it. I don't need it."
She strokes my cheek and wraps her other pinky around mine. "Forever and Always?" I feel something inside me compel me to answer her. "Forever and Always," she smiles. "My baby you'll be?" Again compelled to say something back. "My baby you'll be." I feel a burn seep down my pinky and along my hand. I rip my hand from her. Forever and Always, My Baby You'll Be, is tattooed along the side. Her hand matches. She brings her lips to mine and I wake up.
*Dream over*
I shoot out of bed, sweating and panting. Juliet wakes up and leans on my shoulder. "Are you okay?" She says pecking my shoulder. I nod. "Yeah. Fine. Just a nightmare. I'm gonna go to the bathroom." She nods and I get up. I walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror. I run my fingers through my hair and see something. I look at my hand and see the tattoo. No. I'm just imagining this. I go back to bed and instantly fall back to sleep.
Notes
Clues
- What do you mean this can't be removed?
- Andy's POV
- Talk with other self
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That was the last chapter sadly, but don't stop reading because I do have one last author's note and a surprise!
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