Youth & Whiskey ≫ Andy Biersack

Chapter 14 - Goodbye?

I don't know where to start about this tour so far. So much has happened. For starters, on the first night of tour the guys were going out to celebrate. I didn't go with them, and although Andy said he would of course he did. Ashley said he would keep an eye on him which I hesitantly agreed to. That night, they all came home drunk as hell. Andy was probably the most drunk (after CC, who started mooning me) and started rubbing my arms in an attempt to kiss me which made me uncomfortable.

The following morning, Andy didn't remember anything. I decided to speak to Jake.

"Jake, I don't know what to do with Andy. I came on this tour to help him but he's just not listening,"

"Give it a few more days, for all of us. Just remember how happy you two were when we first met."

"I don't think I can" I replied "he's not the same person. I need to get out of here."

"Just see how you feel later on." I nodded and walked to Andys' bunk to find him still sound asleep.

"Andy, wake up" no reply. I shook him awake for a while until he began to stir.

"Come with me a second" he looked confused but followed me anyway.

"Andy, about last night,"

"what about it?" He interrupted.

"You were drunk. And tried to feel me up again. I can't do this. I won't let history repeat itself with me. I wish we could go back to when we first me in America. Those first 4 or 5 months were the best. I had never been happier. I know it's not your fault - the way you act after some drink, but I refuse to let it be my problem anymore. I'm done."

As I was going to walk away, he pulled my arm back.

"I was happiest in those early months to. Kellin's party, our first date, that night when we even watched a movie whilst you ate cold spaghetti. Those moments were golden, and I'd do anything to go back to them. Please, I can change, I'm trying to change."

"It's too late, Andy. Look at you, look at what you did to the guys, to me. I left because I was uncomfortable, and instead of understanding your mistake you just drank which is what caused the problem in the first place. You didn't think of the effect it would have on your band mates. Look at them now. Do you see any life in their eyes? I don't. It's all falling apart because you chose to do more of what hurt someone in the first place!"

"So this is all because of me? Maybe if you hadn't been such a bitch and took everything too far it would've all been ok!" He raised his voice
"You don't understand why I then started chugging whiskey every night. I felt like such a prick for letting someone like you go. I know, I shouldv'e gone after you and apologised - but I didn't. You played a part in this too. So don't pin this all on me."

I stood there, shocked. "I'm going to pack."

"I'll help you, maybe then you'll leave quicker!"

As I packed everything, I kept thinking. Me and Andy, we were so good. Now look at us. We can't wait to never see each others faces again. It's scary how much things can change after one thing. Maybe he's right, maybe I did overreact? No, I had every reason to walk away.

All of my belongings were packed, and I was going to stay with Louis who now lived in Minnesota which is where we were, and he agreed to pick me up. I went to find the guys to say goodbye.

"I'll miss you all so much. I promise to stay in touch with you four and whenever you're near by, please don't hesitate to visit. I love you guys" I hugged each, as Andy stood there tapping his foot and looking around.

Louis pulled up quickly, and just as I was about to get into the passenger seat, my arm was pulled back. "Betsy - wait" It was Andy.

"What, Andy?" I said, clearly annoyed. Before I could say any more all I could feel was his cold lip ring.

I didn't pull away, it felt right. It felt right to kiss Andy. Even after what's happened. It still felt right.

"I'm going to miss you. I love you, Betsy" He said after pulling away.

"I-I have to go. Goodbye, guys" I walked fast to the car, and before I knew it, they were just a meer memory in my head.

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"This next one we don't usually play live anymore. I would like to dedicate it to someone who I will probably never see again until we come back here, and that's if she will see me. It's been a few hours, and me and the guys miss her like crazy. This one, it wasn't originally written for her but from now on, it will always be about her in my eyes. It's called The Morticians Daughter."

I was sitting in my new room, watching a live stream of Black Veil Brides concert. Andy was dedicating a song to me. I felt so bad, leaving. It was clear now he was at least trying. But there's nothing I can do.

"I will await dear, a patience of eternity, my crush.
A universe so still,
No rust.
No dust will ever grow on this frame,
One million years, and I will say your name.
I love you more than I can ever scream.

We booked our flight those years ago,
I said I loved you as I left you.
Regrets still haunt my hollow head,
But I promised you that I will see you again, again."

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so yup, that's it. I would've made this entire story longer and with more depth but I'm just really not into writing at the moment and I've gone off fanfiction. Might be a confusing story, but if you have any questions just message me or comment.