Bite me

“You look very nice.” I looked up startled, Andy’s voice breaking my train of thought. In his hands, he held a pair of black vans, “I’m happy that it all fits. I had Juliet pick you out some clothes.” I tilted my head to the side and pursed my lips.
“Isn’t Juliet your girlfriend?” I asked. Andy seemed taken back by my question. He approached the bed and handed me the shoes. “It’s complicated.” “How the hell is it complicated? Either you’re dating her or you’re not.” Andy rolled his eyes. “No, I’m not dating her. We are just close friends. I agreed to pretend to date her to help with her career.” For some reason, I believed him.
“Alright, so why are you still together? Her career has taken off.” Andy shrugged. “We just haven’t found a reason to call it off yet. We figured we may as well stay together until one of us finds someone else we want to be with.” He leaned back against the bed. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it. He inhaled the smoke, then blew it in my face.
I waved the smoke out of my face. “What the fuck Biersack?” Suddenly, I found myself with my back pressed to the bed. Andy was on all fours above me. “You can not call me Biersack. You will refer to me as Andrew or as Master. Do you understand?” Andy said, speaking around his cigarette. I nodded and Andy crawled off me.
I could feel my cheeks burning with blush. “Good girl.” We sat in silence as he smoked his cigarette. “Hey Andrew…..Can i ask you something?” I whispered. Andy turned to his side and looked at me. He seemed confused. He reached towards my face and wiped away a tear that I hadn’t even noticed. “Sure.” He responded.
“Why didn’t you just kill me? I know you could have done it. And it would have saved you..and the band so much trouble. So why did you chose to make me a slave? Why didn't you just end it?” Andy stayed quiet for a moment. “Honestly, I don’t know.”

Notes

Short update. I'm sick, so my motivation is low. I'll try and update tomorrow, but I have to work in the morning so it wont be until tomorrow night.