Sweet Blasphemy (Andy Biersack)

Theres A Place For Me Somewhere Out There | Chapter 14

"Juliet phones for you." Andy's said walking Into the room. I grabbed the phone and answered it. "Hello?" "Jessica?" The man spoke. My words got caught in my throat, and it was like a him lump in there to.

"D-dad." I said bearly above a whisper. "We need to meet. Meet me at the coffe shop not that far from your place." "I moved-" "I know." He said cutting me off. "When" "now?" And he hung up.

I starred at the ceiling. What the fuck was that? I haven't seen him in year. YEARS. And he just calls me. I crawled out of bed, slipped on cut off pants and slip on Andy's misfits top. I put of my combat boots and jacket and walke down to see Andy.

"I'll be back soon, I'm going to meet up with my dad." I say giving him a kiss. He looks at me so confused. "He called and wants to me. I shouldn't be to long, I'll call you." I say and walk out.

I walk straight down the road till I reach the shop. I walk in and sit down, soon enough a man sits with me. "Jessica?" I nodded. "Well, I just wanted to clarify I few things with you." I nodded. "Your mom contacted you right?" "Yeah in the summer. I haven't spoken to her since."

That's been about 3 months ago. "Well, then I'll tell you. Your old enough." "Tell me what!?" He sighed. "I'm not real father. Your real father was the one out to kill your mom, I left your mom as soon as I learned she was working for bad people."

I just kept my eyes on him. What? "I'm sorry, I wasn't there for you. But your not my kid even when you were younger, I knew I wasn't ever going to be the right dad for you." "Then wait. What?" I responded. "You real last name is Emerson. Your mom, real mom. Was actually killed a few nights ago."

"What? But- how- your-" I spoke. What the fuck am I supposed to say. I should be sad right? She was my mom, but I also wanted nothing to do with her. And my 'dad' isn't my dad and doesn't like me? My real dad probably killed my mom.

"I knew this was allot to take in." He said getting up. I stood up. "Wait." He turned around and looked at me. "What am I supposed to do?" He smirked. "Keep loving your life, like you've been." And he walked away.

I stood there. What am I supposed to do with everything he just told me. I'm a Emerson. Jessica Juliet James Emerson. What the fuck. I stormed out of the shop and ran back to me and Andy's place. I ran the ought the door, slammed it and ran up to the bathroom.

Andy followed me up but I slammed the door in his face, locked it and sat in the bath tub and cried. "Juliet...babe, what's wrong? Let me in?" Andy pleaded from the other side of the door. I cried and tucked my legs up to my chest. I pulled at my hair and scratched at my face.

Then I dropped my arms and saw the scars...one would hurt right? I need this. "Just- just I'm okay." I said back to Andy as I reached for my hidden razor I keep hidden. I sat back in the tub and looked at my arms. I slipped the sleeve up farther and I twirled the razor in my finger.

"Juliet..let me in." Andy said softly. I cried and I placed it on my skin and pulled it fast. I winced. Then it gave me a rush. The all familiar feeling came back. It's been a couple years since I felt this feeling. I gave small smile then I dropped it by accident in the tub.

It made a loud metal noise and I winced and looked at the door. "Juliet...what was that?" I pulled my sleeve down and hid the blade. "Wh-what sound?" I asked flushing the toilet like I used it. I wiped my face and unlocked the door. I opened it and Andy stood up.

"What happened?" I sighed. I nodded and led him to the living room and told him everything. I ran my fingers threw my hair and sighed. It's allot to take in. Then Andy gasped. "Juliet..." He said looking at my arm. I scrunched my eyebrows together in confusion.

Then I remembered and pulled my arms to my stomach. "What?" I said playing it cool. "Why?" "I just told you!" And I stormed upstairs. Andy followed me. "Please just don't talk to me." I said laying down on the bed. He nodded and crawled in next to me.

A/N small chapter again.