Beginner and the Sinner (Andy Biersack & Noah Sebastian)

Pathetic

I kept ahead of Andy the rest of the walk. Thankfully it was only fifteen minutes or so. Andy didn't speak further or if he did I didn't hear him. I, on the other hand, was fuming by the time the hotel came into sight. Tears pricked my eyes. I need a drink and this night to be over. 

Bursting through the first door I came to, I made a bee line for an elevator. I didn't get far before my arm got caught and my forward progress stopped. In one swift motion I hit Andy's arm and broke his grasp on me. My training relfexes kicking in.

"We need to report in." Andy said sternly.

"Fuck you." I spat back at him. "Do it yourself." Turning back towards the elevator he caught my arm again.

Yanking away from him, I kicked at his stomach. Catching him off guard, my foot made contact and he stumbled back with a grunt. Hearing the elevator ding, I sprinted towards it. A few members came out and gave me concerned looks. They stepped back out of my way as I was planning to dive into the elevator. Remembering that it didn't have a safety sensor. I hoped it would help block Andy from getting to me. 

Taking the final step before I dove a strong force took me out. Hitting the ground on my side, Andy's full body weight landed on me, pinning me. I struggled as best as I could, he flopped me onto my stomach and held my wrists behind my back. Flailing my legs around, I tried to make contact again but he held them between his knees.

"Stop fighting me." Andy grunted as he struggled to keep me contained.

"What part of get the fuck away from me don't you get?" I yelled at him.

I knew people were still watching, so might as well give them a show. He wanted the me that always had something to say. He was about to wish he'd never said that.

"Lexus calm down." Andy scolded me and I managed a laugh.

"Calm down? How do you expect me to be calm after you held a knife to my throat and then threatened to fuck me with it." Andy froze. "I'm not gonna be apart of your sick fantasies you perv."

"What the fuck dude?" I heard one of the women watching say. Andy got up off me and I picked myself up. Turning to glare at him, he looked pissed.

"She's just drunk." Andy said to the dark haired women. "I'm trying to help her back to her room."

"Is that true Miss?" I'd never seen this woman before. Not that it was surprising, there were tons of people here.

She was a little older than me and the three other women she was with. Her hair came just above her shoulders in a bob. She definitely didn't look build wise to be a fighter, maybe more of a tech person. Either way woman code was in full effect and Andy didn't stand a chance.

Meeting his gaze I could see the uncertainty they held. He knew this was a repercussion of being an asshole. Yes it was kind of a childish thing to do but I never said I'd fight fair.

"I may be a little drunk." I said after a moment of glaring at Andy. I stuffed my hands in my pockets with a sigh. The women eyed me carefully and I gave her a small smile.

"Would you like one of us to escort you to your room?" I could tell she knew we were lying about the alcohol. Andy totally seemed the type to be into weird kinky shit and who knows maybe he's got more than one reputation around here.

"No, I'll be fine. On my own." I annunciated the last sentence and glared at Andy some more. He shook his head and sighed.

"Lexus." Andy warned with a growl in his voice. I shrugged with a smirk, he did not scare me.  

"Andy." I mimicked him. "I need a drink. The closest place I can get one is my room." Andy rolled his eyes.

"You have three minutes. I'll have a car waiting." Spinning on his heels he went back to the door we'd come in.