Reyas POV
My hands were shaking and my knees going weak as I walked into the private studio. John motioned for us to all sit on another large black leather sofa. I walked over to the couch when John suddenly spoke up. "Actaully, Reya is it? You and Siren come over here. I'll need to work first with you on lyrical content and vocal progression." Siren got up and joined me on the two metal stools that were set next to a large wrap around glass desk with two computers for editing. A huge soundboard covered at least half of the desk. "Alrighty. Now, Reya you said you were the one who wrote lyrics, correct?"
"Um-yeah. The lyrics are mine," I replied shyly.
"Alright. Can you do me a favor and quick write them out? There is a yellow notepad to your right," he said as he sat in the huge office chair in front of the computer. He began opening programs as I reached out and picked up the notebook and pen. John turned to Siren.
"And you compose?" he asked. Siren nodded. "Alright, why don't you hop in the studio booth for me. I've got a guitar in there you are welcome to use and tune. I want to get a feel for the sound and chords." Siren got up and opened the door to the sound booth. The desk and booth were separated by a glass wall. I thought she was about to faint as she picked up a vintage Straticastor guitar. It was blood cherry red with pearl tabs. Hell, I don't even play guitar and I'd be proud to say I owned it. She adjusted the tuning by ear and strummed it a few times. John talked into the mic on the desk. "Go ahead and put n the headphones on the rack and I'm gonna mess with some effect pedals. Give me thumbs up or thumbs down till you find the one you prefer." John and Siren both put head phones on. I continued writing the lyrics down as I glanced up every now and then to watch Siren and John. They must have found the tune effect because I looked back uo and Siren was playing the verse instrumental and mouthing along with the lyrics. Just as she ended the song, I wrote the last lyric.
"John, here are the lyrics." I passed the notebook to him. He skimmed over them and glanced back at me.
"Are you opposed to revisions?"
I cleared my throat. "Uh...no. What do you want to change?"
"Well lets take a look at the original lyrics. They sound good, but in the content of a song, the lyrical rhymes are too predictable and repetitious."

*Original Hollow lyrics* (DO NOT STEAL these are my personal lyrics!)
Tonight, as I lie awake with these shattered remains, I feel life.
The blood and tears have been shed from these veins,
and with every word I swallow these hollow lies.
But, how can truth and love set me free?
I've been torn, and ruined, shattered as I can be.
But set me freeee, tonight!
bring this hollow shell back to life.
Give me wings, give me flight, and save me from this night.
I'm hollow, hollow, hollooooow. I'm hollow.
Im standing on the edge staring in the night.
Watch me fall. I see no light.
Im going down, down down
Dont try to catch me. .
Set me free tonight.
Bring this hollow shell back to life.
Give me wings, give me flight, save me from this night,
Im hollow. Im hollow!
Here i am, ruined again.
Falling pieces, ive lost my dreams and.
I have no ground.
I fall.
Dont save me
Ill bring myself back to life.
Ill set myself free.
Free tonight. Im hollow. Hollow hollow.

I started to see his point...My lyrics were a bit predictable. John asked one of his assistants to record the rest of the instrumentals while he worked with me on lyrics.
"Reya, tell me, what was the original inspiration to this song, and I want the full story. Every song is a story." he said.
"Well...I was in a long term relationship, and my boyfriend at the time was becoming abusive. I kind of used to deal with self harm for a short time and I was feeling really down. Like a caged bird. I was getting really depressed again and I was constantly thinking of self harming or suicide again. I just felt...well...hollow. I felt like I had no one who cared and that if I was going to heal myself that I'd have to do just that. Fix myself because no one else would."
"That's a very powerful message Reya."
'"They say the best songs are made from the most powerful emotions."
"I want you to do some revisions on your own, just rethink about how that was for you. If something just doesn't seem quite right or maybe a little odd then I want you to mark it. I'm gonna check on instrumentals." He stood uo and walked over to the desk, looking over the shoulder of the studio aid. I stared at the lyrics. How could I fix what I thought was perfect. I carefully read each line as if a poem. Some of it just doesnt fit or sounds like it jumped away. Like a issuing chapter. John returned after a few minutes and we spoke about alternative lines and phrasing. We replaced a few words here and there. I stepped into the booth and put on the headphones. They played back to rough edit of the instrumentals and I sang the revised lyrics. It was a bit weird hearing myself as if singing to a CD. I sang it two times and then stepped out. After another grueling three hours, they told us we could return to the large office, and John would join us in a moment.

We all dragged ourselves back to the office. The guys were still in there.
"Have you guys been in here the whole time?" Tyler blurted out.
"No, we worked for an hour on some retakes, got some lunch, and then worked on the reedit a bit." Jake said from the floor. He was messing with his guitar tuning. CC was sitting away from everyone, headphones in and drumming his sticks on the floor. Ashley and Andy were sitting next to each other in the couch. Jinxx was sitting at the desk, copying some music transposing from screen to paper. Siren walled straight to Ashley, layed on the couch next to him and layed her head on his knee as she layed on her back.
"I need rest," she whined. Ashley brushed a hand through her hair.
"I need a drink," he replied. She playfully hit his chest. He winked back at her.

I walked over to Andy and sat down beside him, resting my head against his shoulder.
"Tired?" he whispered.
"More like mind fucked." I sighed.
"Who did you fuck?" Ashley said from across the couch.
"Shut up Purdy. The only think that's been fucked is my brain. I just spent two hours alone revising my lyrics and having record myself singing like forty times." My throat actually hurt. Andy reached over and grabbed my hand.
"Andy? Do I see hand holding?" Jake said from the floor, his eyes curiously looking at our twined fingers.
"OOooo Biersacks got a chick!" CC hollered next to Jake.
"Oh god, guys it's just hand holding," Jinxx said from the desk.
"Yeah, give her a smooch Biersack!" Can I just hit Ashley? God why does he have to like my best friend?
"Siren, I'm gonna hit your boyfriend," I grumbled.
"NOPE! Best friend rules state no abuse of boyfriends unless under circumstances for best friend honor." she giggled.
I picked up the wood coaster from the table in from of me and chucked it at Ashley. Damn, he blocked it.
"Just kiss him already!" CC yelled.
Andy turned toward me, tilting my head toward him by placing his fingers in my chin. He gently pressed his lips on mine. We got hollers from all over the room and some cat calls. I held my middle finger out to CC and he started laughing. I let my lips part from Andy's, smiling as I pulled back.
"That's nothing!" Ashley taunted as he pulled Sirens body to his. They connect their lips and he wrapped his arms around her, her hands going to his hair.
"Oh gross Ashley!" Jake said as he moved away.
"As long as I don't hear what I heard on the bus when you had a Playboy party." Jinxx said.
We all started laughing and Ashley pulled away from Siren, winking at Jinxx.
"Oh come on, like you didn't love having a bunch of half naked women giving us shots and walking around our bus for a few hours. Lighten up Jinxx." he teased.
"Unlike you, Ashley, I have a fiancé and I don't plan on losing her for a Playboy tramp." Jinxx retorted.
We all made a collective Oooo.

The doors to the office opened and I let go of Andy's hand. It just didn't feel professional to let the producers know we were kind of together. John walked in with two assistants, one of who was in our studio.
"Alright, kiddies, who wants hear our previews of today?" John enthuastically yelled.
We all hollered back "Hell yeah" "Damn right" or "Fuck yeah!"
John walked over to his computer and pulled up the music. "Here's the new version of Hollow."
I opened my ears and listened very closely. Holy crap Sirens guitar sounds amazing. I almost lost it when I heard the sound of my own voice join the track. John was right, the new lyrics were much better.

I lie awake. Shed this blood and these tears.
Every word is another knife, another hollow lie.
What is truth? What is love? I only wish to be free.
I am torn and ruined. How shattered can I be?
Set me free tonight!
Bring this blackened shell back to life.
Give me wings, give me flight.
Can anyone save me? Save me tonight?
Im hollow, hollow, hollow. Im hollow.
Here i am, on the edge again.
Stare into the night and watch me fall.
Dont try to catch me, this is the end.
Here i go, down down, down with it all.
Set me free tonight!
Bring this black shell back to life.
Give me wings, give me flight.
Can anyone save me? Save me tonight?
Im hollow, hollow. Im hollow
​Here i am, ruined again.
Ill save myself, this isnt the end
Here i fall. I fall. Fall. I flyyyy.
Set me free tonight
Ive brought myself back to life
I have wings, I will fly.
Dont save me, I set myself free.
Im free. Free tonight, I'm hollow. Hollow. Hollow.

I was in shock. That was my band? I looked around. All of my band was thinking the same as me. The guys of BVB started clapping and congratulating us.
"I'm quite satisfied at the progress we made in just a few hours with you kids."
"So what does this mean? Where do we go from here?" Siren asked.
"Well, this means I want to record some more with you guys. If that goes well in the next two weeks, we will stick you on a
short demo tour. Then it's out of my hands and into the hands of the company heads." John said. "Now, boys. We got two songs tracked and reedited. I know we have nothing solid right now, but I like these two. Here is We Dont Belong. An erie intro started. I could hear the effect on Andy's voice, making it sound crackly and dark. I started tapping my foot and the guitars kicked in for the chorus. "We don't belong here, we don't belong. It's the anthem of the under crowd. So get back up when they push you down." Andy was singing along very quietly under his breath. Only I could hear it since I was closest. Each of the boys was air guitar, air drumming, or Andy's case, air singing. The sing was very cool with is hang vocals and driving beat. Andy had a speaking part with the crackly effect again. It reminded me of a song that would get me a speeding ticket, I'd be too busy shouting along with it. Andy's voice faded off with the end of the track.
"Now guys, I really like that one. I'll show you the other one.now if this one doesn't convince you to sign a deal with me for album three I don't know what could." John hit play and we were instantly greeted with a very metal guitar. Andy's voice was very rough and growls sounding...it was intoxicating for me.

"I'll die fighting, inside me theres a fire that burns."

I found myself head banging as it hit the chorus. "I'm a loaded gun, an only son, but I'm nobodys hero!" I looked over and saw Andy looking at me. He grabbed my hand and sang directly to me.

​To heal, your scars, I will give you everything I can.
This war of hearts, we will rise again and take a stand.
I can't lead you to salvation, yet I am just a man.

The song ended, and I barely noticed. I was losing focus on anything other than Andy's beautiful blue eyes.
"Now that is brilliant. Andy, I'm so impressed by your writing." John said. Andy broke eye contact with me and looked up at John, hiding our twined fingers between our thighs.
"Thank you John. I like the way it came out. It's getting a bit late, how about you call me when you are free and we can meet up again to talk about a contract and the rest of the album."
"Sounds great Andy. It was great working with all of you."

We all shook Johns hand as both BVB and Prescription Poison walked out into the black and red lobby.
"I'm going to the apartment," Jake said as he started yawning.
"Yeah, I wanna crash for a bit." CC said as he followed Jake to the elevator.
"I agree, see ya later guys." Jinxx jumped on too and the doors closed.
"What apartment?" I asked as I turned to Andy.
"Both bands have apartments right next to each other. That way they don't have to pay for hotel fees for two weeks. We can go back and crash if you want." he said eyeing Ashley and Siren.
"It is nap time for Siren," she said as she grabbed Ashleys hand, dragging him to the other elevator. Tyler and Dyoan went with Allie to go get some food. They offered to bring all of us back pizza. Appearntly the label had given us a credit card for food and stuff which Allie was keeping track of. They all got in the elevator and left.

Andy and I stood alone in the lobby for a moment. "Well?" he asked.
"Well I do need to get all of my crap unloaded because I have no space in my car. What do I do with my equipment?"
"We can put it on the equipment bus back at the apartments. Both of our tour buses are there in the parking garage. We don't have anything in the carry along trailer so we can out it there since that is kept for anything else and it's always with us. Come on." Andy walked with me over to the elevator.

The doors closed and he hit the button for the fourth floor. Only twenty stories to descend. "You ok Reya?" he asked.
"I fucking hate heights." I say through my teeth. He wraps his ams around me from behind.
"Oh come on, it's not so bad. Does this help?" he asks as he places a kiss on my cheek and then my forehead.
"A little," I mumble with my arms crossed over my chest.

After the terrifying elevator, we get off and go to my car. Allies Buick already gone.
"I like your new car," Andy comments as he gets in the passenger seat.
"Thanks, I do too." I kissed his cheek. I shifted into reverse and drive down the ramp back onto the street. Andy lead me through the maze of streets and back onto the interstate. I drive for ten minutes and found the exit he told me. I wound through more confusing buildings and found the parking garage for the apartment. I drove to the back corner and parked next of the bus for BVB. Andy unlocked the trailer and helped me unload my speakers and mic eqequipment.
"We should leave Sirens guitars in here, she will probably want to play tonight." I say as Andy reached for one of her cases. We unload everything else, stacking it and securing it in the straps on the shelves. Andy grabbed three of my four bags, and I grab the last hard case with its roller wheels. We ride a closed elevator to the fifth floor and Andy shows me to my bands apartment. I knock on the door and it stayed closed. I knock again. No answer. I turn the handle and open the door, it was unlocked.

Oh God. I cover my eyes. "Shit! Sorry!" I hear from Siren. All I saw was shirtless Siren, on the coach with fully clothed Ashley laying on her with his hands in her bra as they made out. Oh god my eyes burned.
"Is it clear?" I embarrasedly ask.
"Yeah sorry." Ashley says. I uncover my eyes and they are sitting side by side and Siren had her red t shirt back on.
"You could knock first." Siren says.
"We did. Four times." Andy says from behind me, still in the open doorway.
"Oops." Ashley says as he shrugs.
"You get the room on the right of the hall, second door on the left." Siren adds sheepishly looking at me.

I walk to the right and open the last door on the left side, a small room about the size of a college single bedroom. I had platform bed over a desk and chair. I had a table with a 24" TV on it and a small closet. I set down my suitcase and Andy layed the others next to it. I walked over to the ladder to get on my bed. I climb up, Andy had already just monkeyed his way up the side since he was tall enough the pull himself up the bunk from the floor.
I mumble "show off" and he quietly laughs.

He lays down on my bed, we are both too tall to sit up on it without hitting our heads. I lay on my side, propping my head up on my hand. "Well today was interesting."
Andy rolls from his back to his side, head on my pillow,, looking back at me. "You could say that. I liked your song."
"Thanks, I liked yours too. I really liked the second one." I had a smile on my face.
Andy smiled back. "I thought you would. I wrote most of it because of you."
"Really? How?"
"The night...you tried. I was thinking how I only wish I could save you, and that how I was never the hero type." He picked up my left hand and pulled back the arm cover I still had. He eyed me and I nodded. He pulled back the wrapping. The cuts had began to cover over for the most part and were large scabs now. "Do you remember the verse I sang to you?"
"Can you sing it again for me?" I whisper.
"To heal your scars I will give you everything I can. This war of hearts, we will rise again and take a stand. I can't lead you to salvation, yet I am just a man."
"Andy that's so beautiful." I felt a tear on the edge of my eye. He wiped it away with his thumb and pulled me next him.
"No, this is beautiful," he said, pulling my lips to his.

He moves his hand to brush away the hair in the side of my face, curling his fingers behind my ear and cupping his hand on the back of my neck. I move my lips with his, contacting and parting, melting them together. I put my hands on his chest, pulling his shirt, and him, closer to me. I wrap my hands around his neck. He slips his other arm under my ribs and smooths it down my back. I catch his lip ring in my teeth again, and he runs his tongue over my bottom lip. It sends an electric shook through my body. He laughed into my lips as he felt me shiver. I run my hand through his silky hair, admiring how soft it feels between my fingers. His had on my back runs down to the small of my back, my shirt was pulling uo and I could feel his hand on the sensitive skin on my back. I played with his lip ring. it was entertaining. I never thought I would like a guy with a mouth piercing, but Andy's was infatuating. Kissing Andy was ininfatuating. Andys lips left mine and he kissed my jaw, slowly leaving a trail of kisses down the right side of my neck and onto my collarbone that was exposed through my t shirt. Oh my god. Why had I never done this before? I pulled his face back to mine and placed a rough kiss on his lips. He went to sit up, not breaking the kiss, till he hit his head on the ceiling.
"Fuck!" he whisper yelled as his lips left mine. I started laughing.
"Here I'll get some ice." I said as I jumped down from the bed. Shit I'm such a clutz. I jump down and fall on my ass. I start hysterical laughing on the floor. Andy jumps down and kneels beside me.
"Ice for two?"
"Yes please, I think I just hurt my ribs again," I said through my laughing. I could feel the dull ache. I had already taken off the rib wrap since it just bothered me more than anything. Andy helped me uo and squatted over. I jumped onto his back and he carried me piggyback back into the living room.

Everyone had appeanrtly gathered in our living room since Allie and them us had returned with the pizzas. Andy carried me over the the kitchen, and I stayed on his back as we walked uo to everyone. Andy walked over to the fridge and I reached over him to the freezer door. Grabbing a bag of ice for Andy and I grabbed a flexible gel pack. I handed it down to him.
"You two have some fun in there? You guys are loud." Ashley said with a wink.
"Shut up." I said as I threw a chunk of ice at Ashley, nailing him right in the neck. The ice broke and some fell onto his chest and down his shirt.
"SHIT SHIT SHIT FUCK THIS IS COOOLD!" he yeled as he started dancing around the living room trying to get the ice out of his shirt. We all cracked up laughing and I hopped down from Andy's back.
"PAYBACKS A BITCH!" I yell as I run up to him, dropping more ice down his back.

Next thing I know, ice is going down the back of mine. OH MY GOD. AHH COLD. Siren is laughing as she runs away. We ended up all having an ice fight. Andy ran up and I jumped on his back again, Andy started running around the room as zi threw ice from his back. Siren jumped on Ashleys back, it turned onto chicken!! CC got on Jinxx's back and came right for me, putting ice down the front of my shirt. "AHH CC IM GONNA GET YOU!" I grabbed his shirt as Jinxx started to run and CC fell off Jinxx and onto the floor.
"Go on without me Jinnxx!" he mock yelled from the floor as he acted like he was mortally wounded.
"BATMAN WILL ARISE VICTORIOUS!" Andy yelled as we ran back from the freezer. I had the last chunks of ice from the tray. I hit everyone and everyone was running around trying to get ice out of their clothes or acting like they we dying on the floor. Ashley got me with a piece of melting ice down my shirt and got it into my bra and I mock fell from Andy and he kneeled over me. "NOO I shall avenge you!" He grabbed the ice from my hand and tackled Ashley, the last one standing, and sat on him.
"Get off me Biersack!" Ashley yelled from the floor.
"PAYBACK IS BEST SERVED FROZEN IN YOUR PANTS!" Andy yelled back as he shoved the ice chunk down the frot of Ashleys pants. He started rolling around yelling curse words and shit about it being cold. Andy stood up and held his hands up in victory, "BATMAN ARISES IN VICTORY! ALL KNEEL!"

We all were dying on the floor laughing and Ash ran to the bathroom to get the ice off his crotch. Andy helped me up and we all our pizzas. Ash returned and muttered a fuck you to Andy and I. I responded with a wink. This day kept getting better and better.

Notes

Long chapter (: more to come and some twists!!!!

thanks to everyone who comments and reads! Love you BVBarmy!