One shots

He's six foot four with long black hair. You can cut yourself on his cheeks bones and see an ocean in his eyes. He is the true form of perfection, or etleast too me he is. His body's coated in a layer of tattoo ink and his face has been pierced with a silver ring in his nose. He's beautiful with a voice like an angle. Or many say a demon, but he's an angel to me.
Andrew Biersack, lead frontman of rock band Black Veil Brides. My boyfriend.
And me? I'm Annabelle, five foot three with even longer brown hair. I'm 21 years old and am living a nice life with my 24 year old boyfriend. Well it was nice for me I guess, despite giving him my everything whether he wants it or not.
It was a nice June morning, me and Andy were at the park. A beautiful scenery. The lake reflected the colours of the sunset and the grass scratched my legs but I didn't care. Despite the gorgeous surroundings of flowers and trees, the only view I was bothered about was the man lying down next to me. The sun glowed in his pale face and I was happy just sat there staring at him.
Little kids suing football near us, their ball comes flying over hitting me in the face.
"Hahahah! Couldn't you see that coming?" Andy sat up laughing. I softly punch his arm
"Shut up" I throw the kids their ball back as Andy leans in towards me.
"Why are we hear?" He whispers in my ear
"Enjoying the view?" I offer but he doesn't accept
"Is this where we want to be or where you want to be?" He glared at me and I felt my stomach going
"I..urrr..."
"It's not where I want to be" he sternly answers for me
"No..no me neither" I murmur under my breathe. He smirks his smirk that he always does when he's won me over. I knew I'd be leaving this beautiful park right that minute.
I got in the car and he sat in the drivers seat. I stared at him, pondering over his next move.
"We're going to the pub" he starts the engine and off we are. Great. I hate the pub, it means he's gonna get drunk and I'm going to have to be there to help him and take his abusing when we get home. I was really hoping he wouldn't get too bad tonight, we had had such a great day. He pulled in the car park and got out the car.
I hesitated before opening my door, I was not looking forward to this not get ahead off me.
We got inside and not his usual mates were there. No Ashley or Cc or Jinxx or Jake. Maybe he wouldn't be getting too drunk today then. He sat at the counter and ordered the usual for us both, him a pint of whiskey and for me lemonade. I didn't drink, I saw the state Andy could get in and refused to drink.
"So, how about tomorrow I take you somewhere nice?" Was that my Andy speaking? He was going to take me somewhere nice?!
"Urm...where?" I murmured
"How about that fancy Indian restaurant down the street? I k ow how much you've been dying to go there" this couldn't be happening, he hates Indian and he never does something for me!
"Well, I mean I'm not bothered. I know you don't like Indian.."
"For fuck same I try to be nice for once! Annabelle it's not always about me! I want todo something nice for you and I get this?"
"I'm sorry Andy! Do you want I go there?" I quickly say before this gets bad
"It doesn't matter what i want! It's a treat for you. Annie, I want to do something you'll love" I smiled so hard when he said that, this was another side off Andy, a side I was starting to like. A lot.
A few hours passed and I was impressed, Andy hadn't gotten out of control with his drinks and I was actually enjoying tonight. We had a laugh, just the two of us. We never get this. It was all really nice...until Ronnie walked in. Ronnie is worse than all the others together. When the others are here, there usually too much drinking. When Ronnies here, there's not just too much drinking, there's drugs aswell and Andy isn't my Andy after spending time with Ronnie.
"Andy my man! How you been? Annie..looking as hot as always" his eyes full of list as he stared me up and down.
That's were it kicked off. Minutes turned to hours, glasses turned to bottles and stress turned to rage. By the time Andy was ready to leave o had already ran out and locked myself in the car. I waited there hours after hours before Ronnie showed up. He pulled the door open
"What are you doing?" I snap. I felt his grasp on my wrist as he pulls me to the floor. I felt his body forced on top of mess his hands slip down my trousers and into my underwear. My jeans and panties were off and So were Ronnie's. It wasn't long until I felt Ronnie thrusting in and out off me. I felt hopeless, when I saw days body move towards us.
"What the fuck are you doing?" He screamed in a lower pitched voice Han of ever heard from him, and id heard some low screams from him. He through Ronnie off of me and the two of them wrestled on the ground until Ronnie ended up unconscious. Andy, my hero? I thought.
My beautiful boyfriend that meant everything to me and I loved more than my own life. He was gone. The man walking towards me was a total different person. He hadn't knocked Ronnie out. He had murdered him!
"You cheated on me!" 1 slap
"You fucking slut!" 2 slaps
"How could you do that too me" 3 slaps
"I hope you die" he may aswell stabbed me, the emotional pain was just as bad.
I dropped to the floor as I felt his heavy boot kick my stomach repeatedly. His fist crashed down against my weak fable body.
This is the man I fell in love with.
This is the man I had given everything to!
When he eventually stopped. He dropped to his knees and collapsed next to me.
The next morning I awoke with bruises and cuts covered my body and I was in agony both physically and mentally. I saw Andy curled up in a ball on the floor next too me. I crawled over and shuck his shoulder. His eyes slowly slid open and he glared at me "what...what happened?" He mumbled "why am I in the car park" then his head turned to me "why are you bruised and bloody?!" He put his arms on mine and his face was full of worry. He really couldn't remember last night could he? "Is that Ronnie? Wha..what? Is he dead?!" He was starting to shake, I couldn't tell him the truth, not the full truth. He'd never forgive himself.
"Ronnie attacked me last night" I cried. I cried into his shoulder. This lie would be painful for him but not as painful as the truth. "You saw him attacking me and you...you.." I motioned towards the dead body and Andy knew what I was getting at.
"What are we going to do?" He started crying "I'm a murderer"
"But you did it with the best intentions. If it wasn't for you I'd probably be dead" he thought for a minute.
"I'm going to prison" he was still crying "I'm a murderer"
"Andy please! Look well hide the body! Drop it in a lake! No one has to know anything! And then...then we'll go get that meal you promised me." I wiped his eyes with my thumb. I helped him get the body in the car. I helped him hide the body. Then we ate. And we carried on with our lives like nothing ever happened...

Notes

this is the first in this series off one shots, let me know what you think and leave suggestions for other chapters