"Have a good day, Michael!" I called. "Bye mom!" He called back before eagerly greeting his friends. I skiled wryly, my mind still focused on work today. I don't want to have to go back to the studio, I don't want to have to see Andy or Jinxx or Ashley or CC or Jake...Every time Amdy speaks, I think of his deep, angry shout and expect to hear it. Every time he moves, I flinch and expect to feel his hand. I can't just blow off 3 years of mental, physical, and emotional pain because he's sorry. It's not that easy. As I arrived at the studio, I took a deep breath. This was NOT going to be easy.
Down the hall, to the left...it's not that bad, right?
As I turned into the small room, they were already there. That's a first. There was a strange, awkward atmosphere as I put down my bags. Nobody spoke, nobody moved. They only stared at me, and Andy's bright blue eyes seemed to pierce the deepest. I began to shake. No, stop...I can't let him know about this...He has to think I'm doing fine. He has to think I had a loving husband a huge mansion and a lot of money...CC finally spoke up. "I thought maybe we could tell Tessa about the plot for our album today..." CC said. Andy shot a menacing glare to CC, which made CC quietly mumble, "Nevermind..." Andy sighed and finally spoke up. "We have most of the songs written, but we still need 3." That wouldn't be so hard, only 3 songs. "Okay...that's not bad..." I said quietly. They all nodded, and the room was taken by silence once again.
"So I'm guessing Jinxx filled you in?" Andy asked, breaking the strange quiet. I nodded.
"What about you, Tessa? What've you been doing?" He asked quietly.
I knew I had to form a lie, and quick.
"I, uhm, I am living with my fiance...we just bought a big house and...yeah..." I said.
Andy smiled. "That sounds nice..." He wanted you to be happy. That was all he wanted. I nodded shyly. Silence. I hated the sound of it, or rather the lack of sound. "Well, I guess we are working on a music video after this meeting. Maybe you could help with that." Jake suggested. Jake. I remembered him.
-Flashback-
It was late, and I was waiting for Andy to come home...Again. This always happened, even though he said he wouldn't be out late. He always was. And when he got home, I knew what was waiting. Bundled up in a mass of blankets, I tried not to think about the pain that awaited me. Instead, I told myself Andy loved me. He didn't mean to hurt me. Deep inside, I knew that he did. I had become his toy.
I heard laughter from outside and then the creak of the front door opening. A second voice joined Andy's as he stumbled in. I peeked around the corner to see Andy and his friend Jake walking towards the living room. "H-hi Andy..." I said. C'mon, be brave..."Tessa, bring us--bring us uh...beer." He commanded. I nodded. He shouldn't be drinking this much, it wasn't healthy. I scurried into the garage and opened up the door, frantically searching for the silver cans.
"Andy..." I said shyly.
"What?! Where is the beer?" He asked roughly, grabbing my hand.
"There is...there is none..." I was in for one hell of a beating.
"What? I can't believe you didn't restock! Useless!" He murmured.
I didn't say anything for fear more pain would be brought to me. Andy pushed me down and kicked me in the stomach. "Jake!" He stuttered, his voice slurred with drunkenness. "Come help me..." What? I probably wasn't going to live through this, not both of them. "Andy...I'm sorry!" I cried, pain in my stomach. I felt as someonempicked me up, and opeining my eyes I saw Jake. Just as I thought he was my saviour, he threw me on the ground. I blacked out, not remembering anything else.
-End-
"Yeah! She'd be good to work with on that." CC suggested. They all looked at me, and I nodded, not really knowing what I was nodding along to since I had just zoned out. "Great! We'll start in an hour then." He said. Silence waited for you eagerly, but you didn't allow it. "Okay, uhm, great..." You said. What had you gotten into?
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Andy Biersack fanfiction - Accidents Happen *COMPLETED* (≧∇≦)
FanfictionAndy was struggling with drugs, alcohol--you name it. I wanted to stay with him to keep him stable, but I couldn't deny how much he was hurting me. And of course, when I found out the news...I knew I couldn't stay with Andy. So what did I do? I ran...