Andy's P.O.V.

I heard a smash coming from the back end of my vehicle as the truck hit it. Turning the steering wheel furiously, I managed to avoid getting hit for the most part. I got a huge bump in the back, and one of the lights was damaged. But I didn't even care to stop and get the driver's insurance information, I just kept going. I was so close now, I needed to reach her, to hold her and to tell her everything is okay now. I was so in love with her, that every single extra second without her, not knowing if she was okay, was pointless to me.

Finally arriving to the street, I noticed how fancy the houses were. Suddenly a flood of doubt washed over me. Maybe it was all a trick. Maybe there was some sort of trickery to all of this? I parked the car a bit further away from the house and walked back down to it. How was I going to get in? Where was she? Plotting in my head, I decided to sneak in via the garage. It might be opened easily, and was less risky than trying to get in via the front door. Now I just needed to make sure the coast was clear.

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Iris' P.O.V.

I felt restless. I couldn't do anything, and the only thing that had happened to me the past few hours was me being beaten up, extensively, after getting glass in my face. Some thin fibres were still left there, even though the larger pieces were gone, and with every movement my facial muscles made, I could feel it burning. Therefore, I was left staring into the wall, completely apathic, waiting for someone who might never arrive. Even if Andy did show up, something might happen to him. He might get shot, or killed again. I should've stayed out of trouble.

The garage door started to slowly open and I leaned back my head, staring at the ceiling for some time. I then closed my eyes, thinking that the reveal of light for the first time in two days would be more painful than it actually was. Believing that this was the one chance I had at escaping I turned my head towards the door. The next moment I realized that someone had entered, that I couldn't escape and returned my head to the position it originally was in. But then I realized who it was and almost squealed, quickly suffocating any noises coming from my mouth.

"Andy!" I whipser-screamed. I wanted to shout, to hold him, but my hands were tied. He ran over to me, kissed my forehead and gave me a hug.

"I'm so glad to see you." He said, affectionately. "I've missed you so much."

"I've missed you too, Andy."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He lifted me up bridal style and started walking me towards the door. But as soon as he did, the sound of shoes against the wood in the stairs.

"Stop right there! Stop right there and drop her!"

Andy turned around, noticing that a gun was pointed at us, he gently put me down. He kissed my forehead and gently ran his hand across my back.

"I said drop her! That includes backing off"" The man yelled.

Andy backed off, and, to my surprise, the man walked towards me and put the gun, straight to the side of my head. I hyperventilated, realizing that this might be the end of me.

"So, we meet again, Biersack. But this time, the roles are reversed. You took someone I loved away from me. Now I'll take your girlfriend away from you."

"Please don't do it, Jimmy. I'll give you my life, I'll give you everything, just don't take her away from me. I've never loved anyone this much. Please don't." He said, calmly whispering but with tears in his eyes.

Jimmy. That was his name. It was the creepy Jimmy kid who always was solitary during lunch, the guy with the delusions. In the corner of my eye I could see his eyes, staring at Andy. Crazy eyes.

"You don't know what pain you've caused me. I could have had her. I could have been with her for a long time. But you took that away from me, and made my highschool years miserable. Lexi doesn't want me anymore and it's all because of you."

"Lexi never wanted you, Jimmy."

"Yes she did. But you stole that part away from her, took away her soul. And now, I'm going to take away Iris' soul. How is this any different?"

Don't point out the obvious, Andy. Or you'll be the one to go. I don't want to lose you.

"If you take her away, I don't want to live anymore. These past few days have been hell for me. I spent my first night drunk, alone in my bedroom, crying myself to sleep. I can't live without her. You could live without Lexi. You're alive now, alive enough to point guns at people. But only one night away from her made me almost want to die, and the only reason I didn't was because I had the strong belief that she was alright. I will die if she isn't by my side, and..."

He continued crying, and stopped himself mid-sentence. I knew what he was going to say next.

"I love you Andy." I whispered.

"And..."

I looked in his eyes, trying to get my message across.

"Don't do it Andy. I know you could live on without me. You're the one person I have left, except for Jenna and Phoenix who are always with each other. I can't live without you any more than you can. You have your band and lots of other people. Don't."

"I can't go on without you, Iris. I never wanna be alone again, and I need you. I've never felt like this about anyone before."

"If you go, then I'll go."

"If you go, then I'll go too. The only difference is that you are stronger than me."

"I'm not. Don't."

"I just wish you could take me instead." Andy said, sobbing. "Because I can't go on without her."

"Oh, really?" Jimmy responded, pushing the cold gun closer to my head. "Well, I'd rather take two for one."

Notes

DRAAAAMAAAA!

And yeah, I'm going to leave you at this for the next few hours. By few, I mean twelve at most, unless I get writers block. We've already established this, I'm evil with cliffhangers, but I never leave you for too long. It haven't gone any more than 13 or 14 hours between updates so far.

How is this going to end? They've gotten themselves into really bad trouble!

Thanks again for the nice comments and subsciptions. They brighten my day! :)