Angel from hell

"I was in 9th grade. Her name was Macey. It was almost midnight. We were walking home from a late night movie and we ended up getting caught by the high school bully, Mason. You know? Your typical foot ball player." He paused for a moment, but continued,"He came up to us and grabbed Macey and threw her to the ground. He was hurting her, it was bad. I had stolen my dad's pistol and kept it in my backpack that night and the night before. I was just 15 and scrawny. I pulled out the pistol and aimed for his hand so he wouldn't be able to hurt her anymore.... But... But.." By now he was braking down. I tried to comfort him, but he just kept sobbing,
"I missed and shot her instead, in the chest. Mason ran away and I guess never told the cops. I wasn't trying to kill anyone! But I know it's illegal to point a gun at someone when they aren't killing you, but he was killing her, and that was killing me. I should've just called the police, but I was scared. I'm innocent, I would never kill a person on purpose, but I've committed a crime." He looked me dead in the eyes, " you can't tell anyone. If you leave me, then fine! I expect you to anyway. But please, don't tell anyone else. I'm in-innocent."

I couldn't speak. I was honestly scared of Andy right now. I jumped up and kept backing up.

"Get out." I said quietly when my back touched the wall. He stood up and came closer to me.

"I'm not going to hurt you." He sounded believable.

"I- I. My best friend is a murderer." His eyes widened.

"Best friend?" He asked shocked with a smile. But I ignored that.

"Y-you killed someone. I- I won't tell anyone. Your band needs you. Juliet needs you. Your fans need you. Just go. Get out of here. Please."

"Trevor. Please listen to me. I didn't mean to." He started to walk closer. And when I tried to move, he was able to grab my wrist.

"Trevor I-" and just like that the front door opened.

"Fuck." I whispered. I started pulling him to the stairs and up them and over to my room. I quietly shut the door. I pushed him away from me, causing him to collide his back with the edge of the head board on my head. He shreicked in pAin.

"Oh I'm so sorry." I said

"Trevor." He said, standing up and coming closer to me, "I... The thing about the telepathy or whatever. We were obviously supposed to meet each other. I'm glad we did. You're a great best friend." It was so weird to hear THE Andy Biersack say that.
I sighed. I thought for a second. Yes, the judge would find him guilty. But he didn't intentionally kill anyone. He was only try to hurt the guys hand.

"Then what happened." I said. He smiled brightly.

"I smashed the gun and ran home. I packed my stuff while my parents were asleep. I stole money from them and escaped to LA. They do not have my phone number, but they know I live In LA due to information on the internet about me. They've come here to try to look for me, but I stayed in my house until I heard they left the city. Whenever I see a police officer or someone who looks familiar that might be from Cincinnati, I run and I hide. Almost all of Cincinnati knows about the killing of Macey Birmingham. But, only Mason knows who killed her. I know that if he told his parents, that I would be in jail by now. He might've told a best friend at school, or Macey's best friend but, I don't know. I look nothing like how I looked when I was 15. I don't know why, but when they found her body and went around asking people if they knew, Mason didn't tell them the truth. Cuz if he did, they would've catched me by now. Maybe he understands that it was unintentional. Trevor you need to help me, please, I'm begging you."

"Don't worry Andy, I'm here."

"I'm saying this again, don't tell anybody. Not Juliet, not anyone at school, not Athena-" and then he paused. My eyes stung with tears.

"I promise Andy. Anything for you."

We talked a little more about the coincidences (if that's all they even were) a bit more after and got no where. He escaped out My window and headed home. Tomorrow was Friday. I was going to try And stay away from Athena so I can keep from having an anxiety attack.
So Andy's my best friend. Hmm.... It's weird to say. But also fucking awesome!

Notes

Sorry for these short chapters. I might not be able to update as much in the next month so please bare with me guys, love you!