When World's Collide.
Fuck This, Fuck That, Fuck You!
~Renee POV~
"Andy! Where is my Mega Death shirt, you stupid dick?!" I screamed. I liked baggy shirts, so he often stole mine and forgot to give them back.
"Why would I know, bitch? It's your shirt, dammit!" Andy yelled back. I rolled my eyes. He was so annoying. I set to work finding a new shirt, hoping he hadn't stole my other shirt too. We had hated each other since the day his father married my mother, making me the unwilling step-sister to that little prick. But we looked alot alike; we both had bright blue eyes, jet black hair, and was bone thin.
"Mom! Did you wash my Mega Death shirt?" I called, fingers crossed, hoping she would say she hadn't so I wouldn't look like a douche for yelling at Andy for no reason.
"Why, yes I did dear... Do you need it right now?"
I groaned. "No mom. Just wondering."
Andy manifested in the doorway. "See, told you I didn't have it. But no, you always want to blame me!" he accused, sneering at me. I simply flipped him off and started doing my hair. "What's wrong; cat got your tounge? Oh no wait, you're gonna say I got your tounge." Andy teased. He was starting to piss me off.
"Shut the fuck up, you douche! Why don't you go where someone wants you; oh wait, no one does, even your own mom gave you up!" I snarled. A look of real pain flashed across his face His mom had left when he was born, 'Not wanting to be saddled with a child'. He had been raised by a single father until now.
"Now, I know we don't get along, but that was uncalled for, you cunt. Maybe that's why your father killed himself, because he was tired of dealing with you!"
I took a step back and smacked him as hard as I could in the face. My hand left a bright red mark, which he clutched in his own large hands, kneeling on the floor in pain. "I hit hard, motherfucker."
"BITCH!" Andy skrieked as I left the room.
"Children, children. What is going on in here?" my mom said, coming up the stairs.
Andy was the first to speak. "Your daughter is a stupid fucking whore!" he spat, glaring at me with contempt.
I was baffled. "How the hell does slapping you make me a whore? A bitch, yes, but not a whore."
My mom sighed and turned to me. "So, why did you hit him?"
"He- He said I was the reason dad killed himself." I mumbled. He had committed suicide only 4 short years ago, and the pain hadn't faded one bit. She gasped.
"ANDREW DENNIS BIERSACK! YOU WILL NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THAT EVER AGAIN. THAT IS HITTING BELOW THE GODDAMN BELT!" she thundered. My father was a sore subject for her, and even the mention of his name gets her grouchy.
"Jesus Christ. Whatever, I'm going to the guys' house." Andy muttered, pushing past us and alking out of the huse. As soon as he was gone, my mom sank to the ground, clutching her chest.
"H-H-He should N-Never have said tha-t-t." she said in between sobs. I crouched down to the ground and put an arm around her shoulder.
"He's a fucking prick. Don't listen to him." I assured her.
And that's how we sat for another hour, huddled up together, giving each other strength.
~Andy POV~
God, I hated Renee. And the worst thing was, my friends Ashley, Jake, Christian, and Jinxx all loved her! Ash had a huge crush on here, but I don't know why.
She is as ugly as a hag, and her personality is fucking horrible. She, in short, is the biggest bitch to ever walk the earth.
"Hey Ash, I'm here!" I yelled out. As soon as the words left my lips, Ashley, Jake, Christian, and Jinxx came running from the other side of the house, whooping and hollering.
"'Sup man?" Christian asked, noticing my pissed off expression. He patted me on the back and walked with me to the house that they shared, which was, as usual, a pig pen.
"Do you guys ever clean in here?" I asked, trying not to focus on the smell of stale beer and sex.
Ashley grinned. "Nope. It's like an ass; why wipe if you're gonna shit again?" he joked. I rolled my eyes but laughed along. No matter how pissed I was at my sister, They could always make me laugh.
"So, what's up your ass today? Renee?" I nodded. "Damn, I wish I could be up her ass!" Ash snickered. For some strange reason, that shot a wave of anger through me.
"Don't say that." I growled.
"Hmm, I didn't hear you, Andy. What did you say?" he provoked. I clenched my fists.
"I said, don't fucking say that, you ass!" I spat. They all gave me strange looks. "What? You're a man whore and you'll break her heart." I don't even know why I was saying this; I guess I felt really bad about what I said about her dad.
"Dude, what the fuck?1 You'd think that, as much as you hate her, you would want her to get with a douche like Ash?" Jake inquired, curious.
"Hey! I'm not a douche!" Ash whined.
"Yes, yes you fucking are!"
"Andy! Where is my Mega Death shirt, you stupid dick?!" I screamed. I liked baggy shirts, so he often stole mine and forgot to give them back.
"Why would I know, bitch? It's your shirt, dammit!" Andy yelled back. I rolled my eyes. He was so annoying. I set to work finding a new shirt, hoping he hadn't stole my other shirt too. We had hated each other since the day his father married my mother, making me the unwilling step-sister to that little prick. But we looked alot alike; we both had bright blue eyes, jet black hair, and was bone thin.
"Mom! Did you wash my Mega Death shirt?" I called, fingers crossed, hoping she would say she hadn't so I wouldn't look like a douche for yelling at Andy for no reason.
"Why, yes I did dear... Do you need it right now?"
I groaned. "No mom. Just wondering."
Andy manifested in the doorway. "See, told you I didn't have it. But no, you always want to blame me!" he accused, sneering at me. I simply flipped him off and started doing my hair. "What's wrong; cat got your tounge? Oh no wait, you're gonna say I got your tounge." Andy teased. He was starting to piss me off.
"Shut the fuck up, you douche! Why don't you go where someone wants you; oh wait, no one does, even your own mom gave you up!" I snarled. A look of real pain flashed across his face His mom had left when he was born, 'Not wanting to be saddled with a child'. He had been raised by a single father until now.
"Now, I know we don't get along, but that was uncalled for, you cunt. Maybe that's why your father killed himself, because he was tired of dealing with you!"
I took a step back and smacked him as hard as I could in the face. My hand left a bright red mark, which he clutched in his own large hands, kneeling on the floor in pain. "I hit hard, motherfucker."
"BITCH!" Andy skrieked as I left the room.
"Children, children. What is going on in here?" my mom said, coming up the stairs.
Andy was the first to speak. "Your daughter is a stupid fucking whore!" he spat, glaring at me with contempt.
I was baffled. "How the hell does slapping you make me a whore? A bitch, yes, but not a whore."
My mom sighed and turned to me. "So, why did you hit him?"
"He- He said I was the reason dad killed himself." I mumbled. He had committed suicide only 4 short years ago, and the pain hadn't faded one bit. She gasped.
"ANDREW DENNIS BIERSACK! YOU WILL NOT SAY ANYTHING ABOUT THAT EVER AGAIN. THAT IS HITTING BELOW THE GODDAMN BELT!" she thundered. My father was a sore subject for her, and even the mention of his name gets her grouchy.
"Jesus Christ. Whatever, I'm going to the guys' house." Andy muttered, pushing past us and alking out of the huse. As soon as he was gone, my mom sank to the ground, clutching her chest.
"H-H-He should N-Never have said tha-t-t." she said in between sobs. I crouched down to the ground and put an arm around her shoulder.
"He's a fucking prick. Don't listen to him." I assured her.
And that's how we sat for another hour, huddled up together, giving each other strength.
~Andy POV~
God, I hated Renee. And the worst thing was, my friends Ashley, Jake, Christian, and Jinxx all loved her! Ash had a huge crush on here, but I don't know why.
She is as ugly as a hag, and her personality is fucking horrible. She, in short, is the biggest bitch to ever walk the earth.
"Hey Ash, I'm here!" I yelled out. As soon as the words left my lips, Ashley, Jake, Christian, and Jinxx came running from the other side of the house, whooping and hollering.
"'Sup man?" Christian asked, noticing my pissed off expression. He patted me on the back and walked with me to the house that they shared, which was, as usual, a pig pen.
"Do you guys ever clean in here?" I asked, trying not to focus on the smell of stale beer and sex.
Ashley grinned. "Nope. It's like an ass; why wipe if you're gonna shit again?" he joked. I rolled my eyes but laughed along. No matter how pissed I was at my sister, They could always make me laugh.
"So, what's up your ass today? Renee?" I nodded. "Damn, I wish I could be up her ass!" Ash snickered. For some strange reason, that shot a wave of anger through me.
"Don't say that." I growled.
"Hmm, I didn't hear you, Andy. What did you say?" he provoked. I clenched my fists.
"I said, don't fucking say that, you ass!" I spat. They all gave me strange looks. "What? You're a man whore and you'll break her heart." I don't even know why I was saying this; I guess I felt really bad about what I said about her dad.
"Dude, what the fuck?1 You'd think that, as much as you hate her, you would want her to get with a douche like Ash?" Jake inquired, curious.
"Hey! I'm not a douche!" Ash whined.
"Yes, yes you fucking are!"
Notes
Soooo... My 1st BVBFF, and I'm pretty damn excited!! Sorry this chapter is really short...Please comment, rate, and subscribe, my little Seagulls!!
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