A Dark Romance- Andy Biersack love story
How much longer?
Weeks later…
I tap my fingers against the white tap cloth. God and Jesus walk in and sit down at the other end of the long, white table. The angel maids walk in and set down food in front of us. I stop leaning and quickly eat my breakfast. "When can I go back home?" God sighs and looks up at me. "When I say you can." I suck on my teeth. "When's that?" He groans. "Not anytime soon if yokeep annoying me." I feel my eyes squeeze into slits. "Fuck you." I whisper. I feel a sting in my cheek and fall to the floor. God stands right above me. "You will not curse or speak to me like that. Do you understand?" I glare up at him. "Yes."
He sits back down and so do I. I take out a black sharpie. I scribble Andy's name all over the table cloth, the plate, and my arm. Jesus smiles a little. God glares at me and snaps his fingers. The sharpie and Andy's name dissapears from everything. I run my hands through my hair and slouch against the chair. This sucks worse than math class. "Miss Love? You have bible studies now." I groan and stand up. My chair knocks over and I stalk into the church. I sit down, front row and cross my legs. God takes his spot at the podium and starts today' session.
Somebody please shoot me.
Another two weeks…
I walk into God's office and sit in the white chair. "Yes?" I say looking up at him. He smiles. "I see nothing we do can break you from your anger or fierceness." I smile bitterly. "Maybe when I am ready to die I'll be nicer." He chuckles. He hands me a suitcase. "Your things. Have a safe trip back." He says waving. I smile and close my eyes. Finally.
I tap my fingers against the white tap cloth. God and Jesus walk in and sit down at the other end of the long, white table. The angel maids walk in and set down food in front of us. I stop leaning and quickly eat my breakfast. "When can I go back home?" God sighs and looks up at me. "When I say you can." I suck on my teeth. "When's that?" He groans. "Not anytime soon if yokeep annoying me." I feel my eyes squeeze into slits. "Fuck you." I whisper. I feel a sting in my cheek and fall to the floor. God stands right above me. "You will not curse or speak to me like that. Do you understand?" I glare up at him. "Yes."
He sits back down and so do I. I take out a black sharpie. I scribble Andy's name all over the table cloth, the plate, and my arm. Jesus smiles a little. God glares at me and snaps his fingers. The sharpie and Andy's name dissapears from everything. I run my hands through my hair and slouch against the chair. This sucks worse than math class. "Miss Love? You have bible studies now." I groan and stand up. My chair knocks over and I stalk into the church. I sit down, front row and cross my legs. God takes his spot at the podium and starts today' session.
Somebody please shoot me.
Another two weeks…
I walk into God's office and sit in the white chair. "Yes?" I say looking up at him. He smiles. "I see nothing we do can break you from your anger or fierceness." I smile bitterly. "Maybe when I am ready to die I'll be nicer." He chuckles. He hands me a suitcase. "Your things. Have a safe trip back." He says waving. I smile and close my eyes. Finally.
Notes
- Andy's POV
- She's home and in my arms again
- Forever and always.
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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!
8/9/15