The One for Me: An Andy Biersack Love Story

I was wandering in the city and bored out of my mind. I needed a drink, so I went to the gas station to get a monster. I walked faster trying to hurry up, because I was really thirsty, and haven’t had a drink all day. My leg was in pain still from this morning.

I’m so glad I ran away from that place you call ‘school’ and that place called ‘home’. My mom wasn’t a real mother to me, never was. She would tell me how unimportant I was, and how she wished for a better daughter unlike me. I decided not to think about that now; I was finally free from disaster.

I made my destination to the gas station. I went inside and got a blue monster, and some sour patch kids, they were my favorite candy. I went around to the counter, and right next to me I saw girl who looked familiar to me. That’s when I spoke up. “Hey”? “Do I know you from somewhere”? She looked at me in wonder. I noticed she was wearing a Falling in Reverse shirt; those were one of my favorite bands. She looked me over recognizing who I was. “Breanna”! She says cheerfully. She gave me a big hug, I yelped with pain, still hurting like hell. She was one of my friends back when we were eight years old, and now I’m reunited with her. Her name is Rhian.

We walked out of the gas station together and decided to catch up. She said she just moved here from Nebraska, and was also going to the High School i was going to as well. We talked all day long, but then she had to go home. We gave each other’s numbers so we can text or talk. She really in to the same things I’m into, like bands, youtubers, and Anime. We exchanged hugs and said our goodbyes. I’m going to meet her again tomorrow at the park so I guess we can talk a lot more, it seems like that my bad day suddenly turned into an awesome day.
When it rolled around seven o’ clock, I was tired and needed some rest. I had nowhere else to go but….home. That place was never a home with my mom getting drunk all the time and beating me. I then debated whether to lay out here on the dangerous streets, or go back home in my bed. I then made a decision I might regret. I slowly walk back to my house and hoping that my mom was passed out on the couch. The Black Veil Brides concert was days away and I couldn’t be any more excited.

I step up to my door, and quietly opened it. I walk in, and there my mom was, looking at me all pissed off. “Where the hell have you been” she says to me. “Out”! I say furiously. She takes a huge slap to my face, and I fall to the ground, trying not to cry. “Get your ass up the stairs now and into your room and stay up there all night, because you’re grounded”. I obeyed her as she told me, not wanting to start anymore trouble.

I head up the stairs going into my room. I plopped on my bed and laid there crying my eyes out. I played ‘Savior’ by Black Veil Brides. That song always helped me feel better, not perfect, but better. I kept on crying wishing for this nightmare to be over, wishing that there was hope for me, but I just felt like that there was no hope for me, that nothing will ever get better. I cried myself to sleep that night, trying to stay strong and not doing something I might regret. Black Veil Brides would want me to stay strong, so I did for them. Before I knew it, I drifted off into my dreams.

Notes

Here's Chapter seven, since Iv'e been posting a lot lately, i won't be updating for several days. But don't worry, i'm not giving up on this story. I'm very proud of this and i'm happy to share it with you all. So in the next chapter there will be a surprise and i hope you guys love it as much as i do. Have a amazing and beautiful day, lovelys.